1 Stroll along the riverside road paved with colorful and modern colored bricks, look at the lush trees, flowers and plants transplanted along the riverside avenue, and look at the red, yellow, Beige, white, and green various patterns and high-rise buildings, and you can see the bridge garden, the music square, the "big bonsai" beside the middle bridge, and the clusters of gorgeous flowers on the stone carvings of "Daili River and Mountain" Although the "splash" is not as brilliant as the musical fountains in the city, it is also a comfortable and romantic enjoyment for the people of Yucheng.
When night falls, the lights are suddenly bright and colorful. Both sides of the river are brightly lit, and the linear beams of rotating, left-right, left-right, and up-and-down laser spotlights shoot into the distance from different angles. The thousand-meter riverbank along both sides of the river is decorated with colorful lights. The night in Yucheng is decorated with this gorgeous brilliance. It seemed like a gorgeous and colorful city that never sleeps. The interested tourists on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were illuminated by lanterns and colorful lanterns at this moment, and the river was also illuminated. Pieces of laughter and laughter sprinkled on the Qingyi River, and the ancient Yucheng seemed to be young. A lot.
On the shore, the dense small water waves stirred up by the current are so gentle; in the river, the Qingyi River creates a magnificent, shadowy and colorful picture under the reflection of the rainbow; the red , yellow, blue, green and white are as gorgeous as a rainbow in the sky. It seems to tell the people of Yucheng a new future and a boiling life.
Take a walk along the river road and walk forward at a leisurely pace. The iron-made black Tourists are taking a nap and children are playing on the rest chairs, which is full of joy and childishness. There are even grandfathers and grandmothers with gray hair and childlike faces playing boxing and sword dancing by the river. A burst of music comes, accompanied by singing and laughter, social dances and fitness dances are performed on the river. There was a lot of dancing in Bian and Qiaotou Park. The sound of waist drums and the clanging of copper hairpins. The middle-aged and elderly waist drum troupe was rejuvenating. A pair of lovers were cuddling on the stone steps along the river, looking so intimate... I felt it immediately. The pulse of people's life in Yucheng.
There was an uproar, and bunches of tall water flowers were seen in the center of people gathering, jumping into the air, and then falling in the shape of blooming flowers, constantly changing patterns, and suddenly soaring into the sky, Suddenly flowers bloomed on all sides, and water droplets sprinkled all around, connecting with people's laughter. They talked cordially and had friendly exchanges, showing the romantic, happy and comfortable hearts of the people in Yucheng.
Yanjiang Road Ancient and new, it alternately changes every bit of Yucheng, recording the bitterness and joy of many people in Yucheng. Walking here is also a good place and a good window to gain insight into Yucheng. In addition to the photos that can be saved, it is the real scene. Take a walk and experience the atmosphere of Yucheng today, how different it is from the past.
Standing on the top floor of the Daxikang Hotel standing beside Yanjiang Road, overlooking the night view of Yucheng, full of spring, looking out over the whole city of Yazhou, it is refreshing It is pleasing to the eye. It makes me have mixed feelings and adds a special layer of emotion. She has nurtured me, taught me, and made me grow up and work hard for her. She is the person I have shed sweat, blood and A place for tears. Facing her and looking at the smiling faces of people passing by, my heart was filled with joy, just like the Qingyi River flowing along the road along the river, trickling down endlessly.
Walking in On the road along the river in Yucheng, looking at the shining Qingyi River, I was so happy that I never wanted to return.
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Ah! I succeeded. "If you want to know, sit down quickly and let me tell you slowly. It was a sunny day. I came back from my autumn outing and found that no one was at home, but my red scarf was soaked with sweat and became dirty. . I thought: Mom has something to do, why not wash it yourself! So, I started to do it. I found a washbasin, put the red scarf in the washbasin, poured water, and then brought a brush and some water. Washboard, the materials are now ready. As the saying goes: "For foreign affairs, all we need is the east wind." "Then, I started to wash the red scarf.
First, take out the soaked red scarf, apply soap on it, then rub it with your hands on the dirtiest area, and then scrub it thoroughly. However, because too much soap was applied, the foam filled the entire basin. I don’t know. How to deal with it? I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. I accidentally made my face full of foam. When I touched it with my hands, the foam and sweat mixed together and turned me into a little cat. Finally, it was ready. I wrung it dry and hung it on the clothes drying rack. When I saw that the bright red scarf was clean again, I couldn't help but dance. At this time, my mother came back and was snickering when she saw my embarrassed and funny look. "Mom, why are you laughing? Do you see how bright my red scarf is?" Mom stroked my head and said with a smile, "My child, you are sensible now. You look like a cute little cat. Come on! I'm happy for you." "I smiled sweetly after listening to my mother's words. Whenever I think of this incident, all my worries are forgotten.
3 My Classroom
Look at my classroom! It's big and bright. The wall is white, the fan is white, too. The floor is green. Oh, The computer is on the teacher's desk. we have two blackboards on the wall. There are forty-four desks and chairs in the classroom. There is a bookcake, many books are in it. Sometimes I read books in the classroom.
This is my classroom, it is very nice.I like my classroom very much.Do you have a nice classroom, too?
Reference: My Brain