I attended a speech on greening the Yangtze River in Chongqing.

It has a long history, great macro-blog, colorful, ancient and infinite strength. Her beauty is dotted with the beauty of Wuhu, and the beauty of Wuhu sets off the beauty of the Yangtze River. The two are integrated into one, forming a beautiful river city and a land of plenty-Wuhu. The symbol of endless life, the carrier handed down from generation to generation, the stars are leaning down from the empty place, and the moon is running up. -a pot of sake remains the same at night. As the night approaches, everything is immersed in it, including this bustling city. Where there is a red light, where there is green wine, only you are still flowing. I met an old friend and had a drink. Standing quietly by the river, just like Li Bai and Du Fu standing by the river, staring at the distance. They chanted gorgeous poems, and I realized the true meaning of life here. The Yangtze River, the mother river that has flowed for thousands of years, are you okay? No, I know your inner pain. It is a kind of pain that you can't get rid of when you sink. I see. Because your sparse soul is clearly reflected in the blue sky. You've suffered too much. In fact, people who give silently are just like you. I understand them, and there is nothing we can do. After all, society has created everything, including the human heart. The Yangtze River originates from the mysterious Tanggula Mountain. What are the people like there? But they are simple, pure and noble. When you flow out from there, it should be clear, but when you flow into the cold blue sea, it is muddy and filthy. Is the red light and green wine in the city polluting you? I see. There is nothing you can do. This is how some politicians in society go to the abyss. I sympathize with them, and there is nothing we can do. After all, society has created everything, including the human heart. The Yangtze River, after so many stormy waves, have you fallen into the mire? Yes, perhaps, you have become a hedgehog without thorns, although it is not as smooth as you want. Maybe I understand your helplessness. When you enter the world, flashy things and red dust grievances often make you smooth. I was scared, but there was nothing I could do. After all, society has created everything, including the human heart. We are inseparable from water, from which we can clearly see our own shadow; We are inseparable from the Yangtze River, from which we can clearly see our true soul. Things change, only time is eternal. The soul near the river will be accompanied by eternal life. Water Margin? Jiang soul, you come from the snow-capped mountains, and the spring tide is your style; You rush to the East China Sea, and the stormy waves are your spirit; You feed children of all ethnic groups with sweet milk; You roll up mountains and seas with your strong arms ... The Yangtze River sings with the passion of waves hitting rocks: "I am an endless source, and I have the feelings of my parents;" I have come from ancient times, and the waves welcome the dust; I ran to the future, and the sound of the waves echoed in the sky; I use pure and clean water to irrigate the land of flowers; I use great power to push forward a new era ... "The Yangtze River,