Essay on the creek in my hometown 1 There are many beautiful scenery in my hometown, but I think the river in my hometown is The river is the most beautiful. In spring, the river water is green and green, like a green ribbon. Small fish were swimming in the river. There were many uneven pebbles on both sides of the river, and there were many colorful wild flowers in the cracks between the stones. The grass poked its little head out of the ground and laid a green carpet on the river. The willow tree bent over, as if saying: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming!" In summer, the river water is crystal clear, so clear that you can see the sand on the bottom of the river and the pebbles that fell in. The branches of the willow trees danced in the breeze, and the most eye-catching thing was the only lotus standing in the middle of the river. Although it is still a flower bone, it is so swollen that it is about to burst. Three frogs squatted on the lotus leaves and croaked, as if to say: "Summer is coming! Summer is coming!" In autumn, the leaves fall one after another. The golden fallen leaves are like beautiful butterflies flying in the air and falling in the river, like golden boats, adding a bit of vitality to the river. In winter, the creek fell asleep and there was silence all around. Small snowflakes fell from the sky and fell in the river, and the river became silent; they fell in the fields, and the fields became silent. What a quiet world. I love the beautiful river in my hometown!
Essay on the river in my hometown Part 2 Now, when I recall my hometown, the crystal clear river immediately comes to my mind. Because this river accompanied me through half of my childhood. In the spring of March, the breeze blows on the green water, a fine drizzle falls from the sky, thousands of soft willows flutter, and pieces of lotus leaves are already floating on the river. In the evening, people go out for a walk, sit by the river, enjoy the charming night view, taste delicious snacks, and then put their feet into the cool water. It is really pleasant. In midsummer, the sun is scorching and people are sweating profusely. Even the greenfly only dares to fly in the shade of the trees, as if it is afraid that the sun will damage its wings. The children couldn't bear it any longer. Some wore their underpants and got into the water to swim, some had water fights in the shallow water, and some just stayed in the water without moving to cool down. There were cheers and water splashing, and there was no quiet time in this area of ??the river. In the golden autumn season, the water is as cool as the blue sky. There are slightly white clouds in the sky. Microwaves flicker from time to time on the water. The sky and water are clear, quiet and profound. However, the farmer uncle was still very busy, and the peace of the river had to be broken by the children. They took sticks, found a line and hook, and caught fish; some children got under the lotus leaves and found lotus awnings. They were as happy as during the New Year. For nine consecutive winters, the land was covered with ice and snow, and the whole world turned into a giant frost. The mountains were so cold that they were trembling, the rivers were frozen stiff and thick with water, and the air seemed to freeze. But the creek was still bustling with activity. Some "naughty bags" ran to "skate" on the thick ice. The bustle on the river continued until dusk. Xiaohe in my hometown, you are so fascinating and unforgettable, I love you.
Essay on the small river in my hometown Part 3 There is a small river in my hometown, and people gave it a beautiful name - Ru River. Villagers usually rely on her to irrigate their farmland, wash their clothes, and decorate their scenery. This small river is revered as the mother river by rural people. A winding path, attached to one side of the river. There are always people walking slowly on the road. On both sides of the river, there are endless small white poplars, with their bright green and dense leaves dancing in the wind. The graceful dancing posture is so beautiful and natural. There are two or three particularly wide pieces floating in the air, fanning the soft warm wind. When the Ru River whistles, the leaves also perform, playing a cheerful music. Even if there is a drought, this river will not dry up. Sometimes, it only has a thin trickle, passing through the cracks in the stones. A group of close friends and I always go down to the river to touch the slow snails, but every time we get an unexpected surprise - we get caught by crabs. Therefore, every time we go back, we always go home with a bag containing snails in one hand and three or five crabs holding it in the other. There is a green field on the opposite side of the river. We like to cross the river, and we like to throw small things like mantises from the water to the shore.
Going south along the path, there is also a small stone bridge that leads to the farmland. I sometimes follow the farmers to do farm work in the fields, but I spend more time catching those lively grasshoppers. Even now, whenever I see the river, the scene at that time will immediately come to mind. The river in my hometown is the place where we were raised. The scenery and things that happened here will always be unforgettable to me.
Essay on the River in My Hometown Part 4 My hometown is in the Wanbei Plain. There is a winding creek not far from the village. This is the creek where I read and walked when I was a child. It is still in my mind The memory is still fresh. At that time, the river was clear and quiet, like a jade belt stretching into the distance. The water of the creek is like a clean flat mirror. The blue sky, white clouds, and trees all compete to reveal their figures in the "mirror". The river is full of green aquatic plants, and fish and shrimps swim around freely. Enjoying their family happiness to the fullest. From behind the house of my hometown is the source of the creek. The creek extends towards the school and stops abruptly next to the school classroom. There is a distance of 5 miles between my home and my school. No matter it is hot summer or winter, I walk by the river several times every day. I have formed an indissoluble bond with the river, and the river has also witnessed the most difficult journey in my life. Due to work, I haven't seen the river that haunts me for many years. I have the habit of being nostalgic. Whenever someone comes to visit me in my hometown, I always like to mention the small river from my childhood. The information I get is always unfortunate. Now the river is basically dry, and the bottom of the river is covered with weeds. Many small workshops have been built on the river banks. The wastewater flowing out from the workshops occasionally flows into the river, emitting a pungent smell, and the school has been forced to move elsewhere. Whenever I hear such sad news, I can't hide my feelings for Xiao He. That clear river can only flow in my memory forever, often leading my thoughts to my carefree childhood.
Essay on the River in My Hometown Part 5 The countryside is like a beautiful picture scroll, and what I love most is the river in my hometown. The small river in the countryside is like a piece of flawless emerald, and the weeping willows on the bank are reflected in the water. The river water is crystal clear, sparkling under the sunlight, stretching like a brocade on the horizon, and flowing far and wide like a ribbon. The pebbles on the bottom of the water are clearly visible, and the fish are moving back and forth among the aquatic plants, feeling very uncomfortable. The river was extremely quiet, like a mirror. The clouds in the sky were reflected in the water, making them look whiter. Every time during the summer vacation, I always go to the water to fish with my friends from the countryside. We rolled up our trouser legs. The water in the river was cool, which was much more comfortable than hiding in an air-conditioned room. My friends splashed water on me while I wasn't paying attention. The clear water was like little white plum blossoms falling, and our cheerful laughter rippled in the river. At this time, a small fish swam by my feet. My friends rushed over in a hurry. The fish slipped away, but several friends fell into the water, and the laughter broke out again. A group of small fish swam over. We didn't have time to sort out our wet clothes, so we quickly picked up the fish with the small net in our hands. Just listen to Xiaojie shouting: "Haha, come and see, I caught a fish, such a big fish! We hurriedly got over, and sure enough, there was a fish struggling in the net!" Xiaojie quickly put it The fish was put into the bucket, and we were not to be outdone. We quietly observed everything in the water and waited for the opportunity to catch fish. After a while, the buckets of my companions were almost full. Only Honghong didn't catch a fish. How could the "eldest lady" in this city have such an experience? We quickly put the small fish we caught into her bucket, and she jumped three feet high with joy. The afterglow of the sun shone on the quiet river, the sheep bleated and went home, and we reluctantly left the river. Xiaohe in my hometown, you are the best memory of my childhood. You have brought endless fun to my life.
Essay on the River in Hometown Part 6 My hometown is located at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and the small river beside the village keeps flowing in my memory. It is so clear and lovely. The spring river is full of vitality. The grass and trees on the shore are all growing new shoots. The river was flowing happily, and a cute little swallow flew gently across the surface. Their light and flexible figures were immediately reflected on the water. They flapped their shiny black wings and flew into the sky. At this time, walking along the river and holding the cool water will definitely make you feel relaxed and happy. In summer, the sound of flowing water in the river is very loud. If it rains heavily for several days in a row, the clear river water will become turbid and the water level will rise. In the hot season, friends regard the river as the best place to play. In the autumn river, the sound of water flow becomes quieter.
Pieces of withered yellow leaves floated to the water, rippling gently in tiny ripples, adding a touch of bright color to the river. In the fields on the bank of the river, there is a harvest scene. Farmers are smiling, harvesting yellow millet and red sorghum. The river in winter becomes quiet. The howling north wind brought beautiful snowflakes, which fell into the river and covered the ice, like a thick quilt covering the river. This is the river in my hometown. It flows forward repeatedly day and night. Its splashing waves seem to tell us to move forward bravely. Little river, lovely little river, you are the song in my heart! I would like to turn into a small wave and run forward forever with you!
Essay on the Little River in My Hometown 7 The north of my home is not far away There is a small river in the distance called Jialu River. My mother often takes me to walk along the river. The river is rippling with clear water. There is a path paved with large and small stones along the river, and there are many unknown aquatic plants growing there. There is a row of real willow trees on the shore. I planted patches of lotus roots by the river. The breeze blows, and the lotus leaves dance in the wind. There are sparsely planted peach trees, privet trees, and cherry trees on the lawn. In summer, lotus flowers bloom, including pink, white, and indescribable colors. When a breeze blows, the lotus flowers emit bursts of fragrance, which is intoxicating. Many elderly people fish here, and herons and wild ducks swim and play in the river. In autumn, the privet trees on the shore are covered with purple fruits. Some birds were flying and singing among the trees. Seeing this beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but think of the scene when I first moved to the Jialu River: the trees by the river were cut down, the water was turbid, garbage was everywhere, and there was an unpleasant smell. Not to mention the birds, even people don’t want to pass by again. The lawn was in a mess, with discarded peels, fruit cores, waste paper, and plastic bags everywhere. Flies and mosquitoes were flying everywhere. It's completely turned into a dirty and smelly garbage dump. It's really disgusting. A sound of car horns brought me back to my thoughts. After nearly two years of management, the Jialu River has changed. It is a place for people's leisure and entertainment. I hope our Jialu River will become more and more beautiful.
Essay on the River in Hometown Part 8 Everyone must love their hometown! I am no exception. I like every mountain, water and tree in my hometown. However, what I like most is the river in my hometown. Every spring, green grass, green leaves, and all kinds of brightly colored flowers gather by the river like a fair, and the cute and cute little swallows also come to participate in the event. The flowing river is of course also the host of the event. The clear river water keeps flowing under the bright spring light. The hot summer is here, the strong sunlight shines on the water, and the waves are shining. The small fish and shrimps on the bottom of the river will hide next to the aquatic plants. At this time, friends from my hometown would come to swim in the river, and those who couldn't swim would pick up beautiful pebbles in the shallow water. The end of summer has just passed, and the shadow of autumn has arrived. The leaves of the maple trees beside the river turned red, and they floated down one after another, like butterflies dancing in the air. The red maple leaves are falling in the river, looking from a distance, it looks like a long red carpet. In winter, the river is washed white by the heavy snow. Under the sun, twinkling like little stars bathing in the river. Don’t you like such an interesting river?
Essay on the River in My Hometown Part 9 If you ask me: "Besides the beauty of the human soul, what is more beautiful?" I will answer without hesitation: " Of course it’s the beautiful scenery of my hometown. “The beautiful scenery of my hometown is everywhere, among which I like the Shaping River, which is as bright as a glass ribbon, the most. The river water is crystal clear, so clear that you can see the small fish and shrimps playing swaggering under the water; the river water is as green as a piece of flawless emerald. At first the river was as quiet as a big mirror, but then a few birds flew from the sky to catch fish on the water, breaking the calmness of the water. There is a row of tall and graceful willow trees by the river, willingly setting off the beautiful Shaping River. Even the willow trees hang down to taste the crystal clear river water. There is a greenway next to the willow tree. On this greenway, some people are talking and laughing loudly, some are walking, and some are exercising. This greenway is wide enough for two or three cars to drive through side by side. It is so long that there is no end, winding and circling everywhere like a giant dragon. There is a long wall beside the road, with many vivid pictures and interesting words carved on it, adding beautiful scenery to the Shaping River. There are some people worth learning from their unknown spirit. They always clean up the garbage by the river and make the Shaping River cleaner.
Without their unknown spirit, where would the beautiful Shaping River be today? They are our role models, and we have to learn from them. In my mind, this is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen, and it is also my favorite scenery! I love my hometown!
Essay on the river in my hometown 10 My hometown is in Gao'an City, where The scenery is beautiful, with clear mountains and clear waters, dense woods, and beautiful parks. Among them, I like the river in my hometown the most. It is very beautiful all year round. In spring, everything revives, the snow on the riverside melts, and the snow water merges into a small river, flowing with a tinkling sound. The sound is really like the sound of a beautiful piano, so beautiful! The grass by the river quietly pokes its head out , like a shy little girl. In summer, the trees are shady and the small river is more cheerful. My friends and I played together by the river, catching shrimps in the river, and having water fights in the river. We were all covered in water, but we didn't care that autumn was coming, and the river was full of things blown away by the autumn wind. The fallen leaves seemed to have laid a long red and yellow blanket on the river. The little fish were playing under the fallen leaves, jumping up and down and splashing in the water, having a great time. There are also adults fishing by the river. There are countless types of fish such as grass carp, salmon, and bass, like stars in the sky. Winter is here and the river is frozen. At this time, the river is like a bright mirror and a long skating rink. The children wore gloves, cotton-padded jackets and skates to skate on the river. They were so happy! The river in my hometown is not only beautiful, but also brings us infinite joy!
The river in my hometown Composition 11 There is a beautiful river in my hometown. It sings a happy song in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it flows forward forever. The river is clear and pleasant, winding around villages and fields, nourishing all things all year round. In spring, small fish swim around in the river. Children often watch the small fish playing by the river. They are very happy and often laugh happily. After being disturbed by the children, those elf fishes waggled their tails and disappeared. Thinking back to the days of playing by the river, the joy and laughter of the children were left there. In summer, lotus leaves grow out from the river, like large green disks. White lotus flowers pop up between these large discs, just like the innocent smiling faces of children. The little frogs jumped around on the lotus leaves, and their "croak" calls added a bit of excitement to the summer riverside. In autumn, golden leaves fall on the water, like small boats. The little fish hid under the leaves and refused to show up. Only a few greedy little fish couldn't stand the attraction of the food thrown by the children. They quickly swallowed the food, wagging their tails and disappeared under the leaves, and the water surface suddenly swayed with beautiful waves. ripple. In winter, the water surface of the river freezes, but the children are not afraid of the cold. They play with ice cubes by the river and enjoy the snow scenery. The small river is covered with ice and snow, like a beautiful landscape painting. The children chased and played by the river, adding a bit of warmth to the winter river. In my heart, the river in my hometown is beautiful all year round. There is my golden childhood there, leaving me with profound memories and entrusting my beautiful dreams and pursuits.
Composition on the Little River in My Hometown Chapter 12 In the evening, my grandfather and I went for a walk in Pengchenqu. The grass on the roadside was green, the trees were sprouting green buds, and the fragrance of rapeseed flowers came to my nostrils, which was refreshing. When I walked onto the Dasha Bridge and looked down, I was surprised. The river was full of rapeseed. There were rubbish, rotten bottles, and rotten vegetables. The river had dried up and was filled with water hyacinths, water peanuts, and duckweeds. Stones were everywhere, blocking the river channel and emitting bursts of stench. I couldn't help but frown. I frowned and covered my nose, "It really stinks!" I heard from my grandpa that this river was dug manually in the 1960s. He and grandma both participated in the "River Digging War"! I asked my grandpa: "Why did we dig this river?" Where is the river?" Grandpa said: "In order to irrigate farmland, dredge water conservancy, and solve people's domestic water problems, our generation worked tirelessly to dig this river. At that time, the river water was crystal clear, and the trees on both sides of the river were covered with green trees. There are a lot of fish and shrimps. People often wash vegetables, laundry, and carry water in this river. Every summer, adults and children play in the water here, which is very lively! You see, because people don’t pay attention to protecting the environment, they throw them into the river indiscriminately. Garbage disposal and water from chemical plants are also discharged into this river. This river has been seriously polluted. If everyone is not vigilant, this river may become another 'dragon beard ditch'."
On the way home, my grandfather’s words always echoed in my ears. I think everyone should increase their awareness of environmental protection from now on, make the sky bluer, the water clearer, the trees greener, and give Mother Earth a clean face and give us back a clean face. A healthy living environment.
Essay on the Little River in My Hometown Part 13 Every time my classmates talk about my hometown, I can’t help but think of the little river in my hometown. In the river in my hometown, flowers bloom in spring, and the ice in the river melts. The birds came back here and sang again. The children rushed out of the house, like little rabbits running out of the cave, adding a lot of fun to spring. The water in the river was crystal clear and attracted many people carrying water. I was very happy. The small river in my hometown is covered with green trees in summer, and the small trees grow into big trees. I am very happy. The children all ran to the small river to drink the sweet and refreshing water. The small fish in the small river were swimming around, and they were so lively and cute. . The crabs in the water are particularly interesting. They have a pair of "stick" eyes standing up from their eye sockets. They walk sideways, waving two "big iron pincers" and walk around like a general wearing armor. The small river in my hometown is fragrant with fresh fruits in autumn, the green leaves of the big trees turn yellow, and the golden fruits are reflected in the river water. I saw many people fishing in this small river, some people were enjoying the shade nearby, and many children were bathing in the river. The river was so boiling in autumn, and I was very happy. In the river in my hometown, snowflakes are flying in winter, and the water in the river turns into ice cubes. Children are skating on the ice, and the elderly are watching the performance. Some people are making snowmen, and some are having snowball fights. It is very lively. I love my hometown, and I love the river in my hometown even more. The river in my hometown is so beautiful!