The stream in my hometown

Streams in my hometown 1 Although my hometown is not a big city, it is far less than my hometown. The criss-crossing streams in my hometown are crystal clear, and he ruthlessly occupied my childhood. ...

This stream, like a slender ribbon, quietly passes through my hometown. ...

Spring comes to the stream with a fragrant smell. The grass on the bank of the stream is eager to try, and the flowers are not to be outdone. Flowers are in full bloom, weeping willows are bent, willow branches are beating against the river, and the blue waves are rippling and sparkling, just like a fairy skirt full of precious stones. This stream is full of vigor and vitality in the spring breeze. The stream is like a shy girl, dancing lightly and walking briskly into the distance. ...

In summer, the green waves swept through, and the flowers and plants by the stream were so thirsty that even the weeping willows cried sadly. The stream has also become warm, the sun is jumping on the water, the stream is turning the waves, like a golden scale python, rolling, whistling and washing away, and the stream is full of the warm breath of summer. Xiaoxi seems to be an energetic teenager, striding with vigorous steps and running forward quickly.

Autumn dances with the fallen leaves to the stream, and the grass and flowers wither. Fallen leaves are like butterflies dancing by the stream, passing by alternately. The stream flows slowly and silently, and the "wrinkles" on the surface of the stream emerge one by one, as if it were much older, but the harvested fruit suddenly reversed the situation and made it look faster and more beautiful ... At this time, the stream seems to be like a smug young man strolling in towards the distant. ...

Winter has come quietly, and the flowers, grass and weeping willows by the stream are afraid to hide. The stream flows slowly, without a trace of strength, and it is cold and astringent by the ruthless winter, which makes people feel a little sad. The layers of frost on the river surface of the stream are melted by the layers of the stream, and the cold fills every small corner, showing a dead silence. At this point, the stream is like an old man in his sixties, slowly approaching the edge of death. ...

The stream in my hometown is changing endlessly, and he silently occupied my childhood life. ...

Stream 2 in my hometown People who grew up near the stream are used to calling themselves Xia Fengren. They have a feeling of "hometown in Xia Feng" in their hearts, because the villages in the stream basin have been the area of Xia Feng Township (once Xia Feng Commune) for a long time. And the people in Yandian and Xuejiayuan Village in the lower reaches of the stream, although they are in cahoots with us, have never had the kinship of the villagers in the sense of "Xia Feng", unlike other places with the same origin (stream) and nostalgia.

"I dropped a shop along the Xue Family Courtyard and chose a Tongshan Lujiatian", which is a cold joke handed down from the older generation. It is said that when the Qing Dynasty divided the administrative divisions of Sui 'an County, Yandian Village, Xuejiayuan Village beside Fengjiayuan Creek and gu cun, the port of Linfeng (Qiduyuan) separated by a walnut ridge, were intentionally or unintentionally merged into the "Seven Capitals", while Tongjiatian in Tongshan, the upstream of LAM Raymond Port, was included in the "Nine Capitals" of Pan Jialing separated from Fengjiayuan Creek.

After talking and laughing, hometown people always bring a sentence: "This is really reasonable." Although the Xue Family Courtyard and Mr. Xia people live by a stream, I don't know why, but the Xue Family Courtyard people at the store are not talking about Xia Feng (Jiudu), but Fengshuling (Qidu) dialect. Although Lujiatian and Xia Feng in Tongshan are not the same source (stream) and separated by a mountain, it is the only way for Tongshan people to cross Pan Jialing and get out of the mountain. They must communicate with the outside world through Xia Feng (Tongshankou Village), which makes their dialect slang in tune with Xia Feng people. Another fact is that after liberation, until a few years ago, Xia Feng Middle School moved to Fengshuling Town as a whole, and Tongshan talents came to Xia Feng Middle School to study. No wonder Xia Feng people and Tongshan people affectionately call each other authentic "nine fellow villagers" when they meet.

The stream in my hometown is a unique and charming scenery, full of vitality in spring, laughter of children in summer, intoxicating poetry in autumn and dreamlike fairy tales in winter.

In spring, the stream gurgles, everything recovers and a hundred flowers blossom. In the crystal clear river, you can always see a few fish playing in the water, and sometimes you can do a 360-degree somersault, just like a confident dancer. The small flowers on the bank of the stream bloom like charming girls sitting on the bank. At this time, a breeze blew, and the branches of willow swayed with the wind, as if to show people their beautiful and moving hair!

In summer, when the hot sun is on the head, willows comb their hair listlessly. Beautiful flowers are also bent by the scorching sun, and fish dare not stick their heads out of the water. Only the children skipped to the stream and jumped into the water one by one. The splash seems to say, "Come and play in the water!" ! "When they are tired of playing, they lean against the big tree to enjoy the cool and listen to the cicadas. It was not until the evening that they were willing to enjoy themselves.

In autumn, the maple leaf dyed red by the autumn girl turns the stream into red, and the long white clouds are reflected in the water, and together with the maple leaf, they are painted into a beautiful picture. Pieces of golden leaves, like butterflies falling into the water, float away with thoughts.

The winter stream is wrapped in silver, just like a fairy tale kingdom, which makes me intoxicated and linger. From time to time, several couples will come to the stream and talk and laugh, as if they were the only ones in the world in an instant. The stream stopped flowing and seemed to be listening to their sweet words.

This is a stream in my hometown, with many beautiful memories.

There is a beautiful stream in my hometown, where the seasons are picturesque. There is a circle of mountains outside my hometown, like a delicate baby sleeping in a cradle, surrounding our small village. Needless to say, the stream here is the most beautiful of the four seasons. Let me introduce you to the four seasons of my hometown stream.

Spring is the season when spring returns to the earth and everything recovers. When the stream finally thawed, it sang the tinkling musical instruments that had just thawed, and slowly ran away. When grass and flowers come out of the soil, we should listen to how beautiful the music of the stream is. What a beautiful and charming spring scene!

In midsummer, the trees beside the stream are lush, and in some places, branches and leaves have to be pulled out to see the stream. At this time, Xiaoxi has new partners and friends, namely small fish, shrimp and frog. They are playing with their hearts, bringing infinite fun to summer.

In late autumn, golden leaves are like autumn stamps, and telegrams from autumn girls tell everyone that autumn has finally come. Countless leaves fell into the stream, and the stream was immediately covered with a golden veil, which made it more beautiful. However, the cold weather has dried up the flowers and plants, and the trees will lose all their leaves, leaving only bare branches, which will grow again next year. Only evergreen pines and cypresses have no fallen leaves and are still green as spring. They stood slim by the stream, as if to say to other trees, "Look how strong I am, you will all lose your leaves, but I don't have your bare trunk, I still have green leaves, how strong I am."

In the severe winter, the cold snow is blowing, and the stream is covered with a thick layer of ice. Children skate, have snowball fights and make snowmen on the ice. The children who are not afraid of the cold have a good time. They are very happy, and laughter brings infinite happiness and vitality to the stream.

This is a beautiful stream, this is our hometown, a beautiful and lovely stream. If you have free time to play with friends, don't forget to go to the beautiful hills in our village to enjoy the scenery and cultivate your sentiment.

The fifth stream in my hometown is in the mountains, and there is a clear stream between the stones.

It takes about ten minutes to walk out of the house and cross a small bridge. You can see the stream. You'd think it was a waterfall if you didn't look carefully!

The water in the stream is crystal clear, and every stone under the stream can be seen clearly. Maybe people stepped on it too many times and the stones cracked. I was walking on a stone and suddenly felt cool. There are no sundries and peels in the stream, so this stream is called "the cleanest water flow". I squatted down and looked at it carefully. So there are small fish here! The stream is sometimes swift and sometimes slow. It looks like a lion when it runs. Like a fairy when it's slow. When there is no hurry or delay, it will flow with the brisk beat. I can't help but fight!

The source of the stream is the waterfall on the mountain. I walked up slowly and saw the waterfall. Whenever the water in the waterfall reaches the "crossroads", the water is divided into two streams, one to the foot of the mountain and the other to the stream. I walked along the current and unconsciously came to the stream. Is that water? The stream is also very kind. If the current is fast, it will be fast. If the current is slow, it will be slow. The current changed the flow rate.

The spray of the stream is more unique. I sat on the stone and watched carefully. She is sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle. When it is big, it looks like a hole, and when it is small, it looks like a pool. I will splash all over you when I am fierce, and I will only pat your feet gently when I am gentle. The splash of the stream will also stop, but it will only move slowly. I passed it and it suddenly attacked me again. No, I'm soaked again!

I walk on the rocks by the stream, and this pile and that pile will not feel uncomfortable when I step on them, but I feel very smooth all over. Large and small footprints on the beach around the stone are like its medals.

I love the stream in my hometown, its clarity, its source and its spray.

Streams in my hometown My hometown is in Yan Jiashan, where there are many crystal clear streams and the environment is very good.

In spring, there are trees on both sides of the stream, including ginkgo trees, peach trees, winter jasmine, Chinese rose, roses and smiling faces ... all kinds of plants are countless. There are many birds singing happily in the big tree. In the blue sky, the geese flew back from the south in a neat zigzag. In the stream, groups of small fish are playing happily on the grass. They sometimes jump out of the water, sometimes hide in the grass, sometimes spit small bubbles, and sometimes whisper to their companions.

In summer, this stream is very active. There are many old people living under the lush trees on both sides. Some of them are playing chess, some are telling stories to children, and some are chatting together. The children are having a good time in the stream! The girl is wearing a beautiful little skirt, and the boy is wearing a small vest and shorts, playing happily together in the stream.

In autumn, on both sides of the stream, the leaves put on golden clothes and danced in the sky. There are some leaves floating in the stream. The little fish hid under the leaves and used him as an umbrella. In the orchard by the stream, melons and fruits are fragrant. Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are ripe and hang on the branches like nightlight. Small fragrant pears are squeezed and touched, vying for people to pick them! Outside the orchard, chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

In winter, the stream is quiet. Snowflakes fall from the sky and stay around the stream, accompanying it. Animals are hibernating, geese and birds are flying away, but with the company of snowflakes, the stream is not lonely.

The streams in my hometown have pleasant scenery all year round, adding a color to Yan Jiashan.

In my hometown, there is a gulfstream in front of my house. This is a very common stream. At the highest water level, the water is four meters wide. When the water is small, I can jump over it at once. On the bank of the stream, there are swaying willows and a small peach tree, and on the other side is the field of the production team. All this is so common.

But I like it very much.

Spring blossoms, and Qingxi is like a white jade belt. Willow gently swayed its slender branches. The grass is mixed with unknown wild flowers in twos and threes, light yellow, light blue, pink and purplish, like twinkling stars. Large tracts of cauliflower on the other side are reflected in the water. Huang Cancan's is like a golden carpet on the horizon. The lovely little fish float on the water for a while, dive into the water for a while, get together for a while, and then scatter. These small fish are pitifully small, most of them are only half the size of matchsticks, but their eyes are big and black, and their bodies are transparent. From a distance, they look like a colon shining.

In hot summer, this is my most comfortable resting place. The willows on both sides of the river have long been lush and dense, and only wisps of sunlight leak to the water through the shade, like silver needles. At noon, when cicadas kept shouting "hot _ hot _", I took a book, sat under the Liu Yin, leaned against the trunk, and let the cool stream touch my calf. Suddenly, the cool and comfortable feeling flooded my whole body from my feet. Hey, be as beautiful as you want. Look at the stream again, clusters of water plants, like soft strips, curl up, float lightly on the water for a while, and then stretch out, which is more beautiful than painting. Sometimes, the little boys in the neighborhood come to the stream, bend over, tilt their heads, grope around the dock or in the grass, and touch some shrimps and crabs, so they will hold high their trophies and laugh happily all over the stream.

Ah, the stream in my hometown, a very ordinary and beautiful stream. The stream in my hometown

Stream 8 in my hometown is in Jinyun, and there is a crystal clear stream that has been gurgling. On both sides of the stream, there are several affectionate willows, on which birds are often singing touching songs more or less. It looks natural and harmonious.

When I was in Jinyun, I set off firecrackers, built boats and picked wild onions with my brothers Fan and Fan. Today, we will talk about shipbuilding and picking wild onions. First of all, let me talk about making a boat. I am a reed boat. I first found the reed stalks and mixed them together to form a solid circle. Then tie them up with thin and long ropes. Made a simple reed boat, but it was too thin and too small. It doesn't matter. I put more reeds outside the boat, and then tied them with ropes to put a beer bottle in the back. What bad luck! The small stern doesn't have a bottle mouth. At this time, I used my quick wits to put some relatively long reeds on both sides of the boat and tied them up again. Insert the extra part of the long reed into the bottle mouth and you're done! It looks beautiful. I put the boat in the stream and it flowed slowly in the water. The ship abandoned the bottle and went its own way. There was not much water, so I picked up the boat and the wine bottle. Put down the bottle and put the boat on the shore. After a while, the two younger brothers made boats one after another. Then, we started the competition. Each reed boat was put at the starting point, then let go of each boat and move forward quickly. After a few minutes, it disappeared. We ran to the other side of the stream.

Three ships came here at the same time, and they rushed forward. ...

There are many wild onions by the stream. My brothers and I went to pick wild onions. Rain or wind, it refused to bow its head. After I picked wild onions, I had a delicious meal. That's "no pains, no gains"!

I like the stream in my hometown.

The stream in my hometown 9 My hometown is beautiful, but I think the most beautiful stream is the one that gurgles all year round.

In spring, the stream freezes. The willows germinated, the flowers showed little buds, and a new life was born in the stream. The arrival of spring makes this stream look beautiful.

In summer, the brook is covered with thick grass and smiling faces of flowers. My friends often go there to catch tadpoles. We girls are afraid to catch tadpoles in the water. The water in the stream is very clear, so we can catch them next to it. The arrival of summer makes us ecstatic.

When autumn comes, Miss Feng blows Miss Liu's braid and dances. Many "butterflies" land on the stream and let it send them far away. We smiled and said goodbye to them.

Winter is coming, and the north wind is howling. Snow covered the whole village. In winter, the stream freezes, and many of our children wear skates to skate on the ice. At this moment, I seem to see the frozen stream smiling. He seems to be saying, "My freezing makes you so happy. I hope the ice here will never melt. "

Stream in my hometown 10 My hometown is in Lingxi Village, sanhe town, Tiantai, where there are beautiful scenery: Qianmen Mountain and Houmen Mountain. Two mountains are covered with hundreds of years old trees, and two streams flow quietly in front of the village. The most unforgettable thing is the stream.

In spring, the stream is sparkling with microwaves and crystal clear. You can also vaguely see the small fish and shrimp swimming around in the stream. During holidays, I often go to my hometown to play with my neighbors' friends. We naughty children always scoop fish and shrimp in the stream with cups. At night, the stream is more beautiful. When the weather is clear, a bright moon is reflected in the stream, like a golden doll immersed in the stream.

In summer, this stream has become an amusement park for children. We wore vests, rolled up our pants and kept fighting for water. Some children took off their clothes, only wearing a pair of shorts, jumped into the stream and swam freely like fish, very happy.

In autumn, yellow leaves fall and dance like yellow butterflies. The leaves fell into the stream, which looked like a yellow carpet. At this time, we always fish with bamboo baskets. We all jumped for joy when the little fish was arrested.

In winter, snowflakes fall like white flowers. The stream was frozen and covered with snow, so we skated there, had a snowball fight and made a snowman.

The stream in my hometown is beautiful and moving. It nourishes the whole Lingxi village and is the favorite of Lingxi people. In order to make me remember those two streams forever, my father nicknamed me "Xixi" and named me "Youyang", which means that I will never look back and go straight to DaHai You, struggle in the sea and do something big like those two streams.

Ah, my dear stream! A stream carrying the hope of our family and the whole village!

Stream in my hometown 1 1 There is a stream in my hometown, which bypasses a field in front of my hometown. There is a small temple and several cypress trees beside the field. ...

I have never heard the villagers mention the name of this stream before. On weekdays, when the villagers say "go to the stream" and "come from the stream", they mean this stream. Now I know that the name of this stream is "Fengjiayuan".

Fengjiayuan Creek extends from a small mountain village in neighboring Kaihua County. Like a pearl string, Hong Guang, Fengjiayuan, Hou Lin, Xia Feng, Tongshankou, Shuikoushan, Huoshiqiao, Zhuyuan, Shangjiang, Chengjia, Wang Fan, Yandian and Xuejiayuan are linked together. Except for the immigrants who lost cheng jia cun and Wang Fan villages in the early 1970s, other villages are still clinging to the stream, but some of them were originally administrative villages, and after several expansions and adjustments, they have become natural villages. The trickle of mountains, ridges and ditches on both sides of the stream keeps converging along the flow direction of the stream, making the stream more abundant. For many years, the clear stream of my hometown has been flowing continuously. She has flowed all the way along the verdant mountains, through the villages, through the fields and through the distance. ...

I walked through every village by the stream. I remember that the early country road was a stone road winding along the stream bank. Later, many sections were built into sand-mud tractor ploughing roads, and then changed into asphalt roads or cement roads. Each village builds dams in its own reach to store streams and introduce water into canals to irrigate rice fields or wash people's lives. Every village has a house floating on the paddy field and one or two wooden bridges leading to the other side of the stream.

Although the villages along the stream have changed with each passing day through vicissitudes and current events, the stream has been flowing. She moistened the morning breeze in the countryside, the fertile soil in the mountain village and the hardworking and simple hometown people from generation to generation.

Stream in my hometown 12 There is a stream in my hometown, which is crystal clear all year round and beautiful.

The spring breeze awakens the stream, which melts from the freezing and sings the songs of spring happily. The willows on the shore wake up quietly with the breeze and sway in the breeze, which makes people feel particularly open-minded. Willow sticks out long branches as if to say hello to the spring breeze. Peach blossoms are also in full bloom, which reminds me of a poem: "A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner. Lovely scarlet loves light red? " The ducks next to them also join in the fun. Really: "There are three or two peach blossoms outside, and there are duck prophets in spring water heating." The spring water forms a beautiful landscape painting. Let the stream become vibrant.

What a lively stream in summer! On a hot summer day, the stream attracted a large group of children, and many naughty children were frolicking in the stream. Some are swimming, some are catching shrimp, and some are having a water fight. The children swimming "plop, plop" jumped into the water and choked several times! Hard-working children wash clothes by the stream! You see how much she looks like a little adult, doing things in an orderly way, admirable! Summer Stream This is a playground for children!

Unconsciously, winter came and the earth put on new clothes. The water in the stream is frozen, so I can't sing happy songs. It is really worrying! Plum blossoms on the shore, like a warm-hearted big sister guarding the stream. The children put on thick cotton-padded jackets and gloves, ready to have a snowball fight by the stream! The children enlivened the stream.

Stream. Your scenery is pleasant all year round, and it is always so beautiful! The stream in my hometown is really beautiful! I like the stream in your hometown!

Stream in my hometown 13 My ancestral home is in Shaoxing. There is a stream in the village that flows in front of every house. The stream flows to the entrance of the village, the water is crystal clear, and there are many small fish and shrimp hidden inside.

Approaching the river, you can't help reaching into the cold stream.

In spring, all things revive, birds fly to the branches and sing happily, small fish jump in the stream and shrimp dance in the water. A naughty child caught a shrimp, but the shrimp cocked its tail, and his companions laughed at once. "The shrimp slapped the water on his face." Another little friend laughed his head off. ......

In summer, people come to the stream to fetch water. Groups of villagers pass by my house, and every morning in summer, you can always hear the sound of buckets jingling and poles creaking. Looking up, I left a string of deep footprints on the dirt road in front of the door.

In autumn, the north wind blows off the leaves one by one and floats on the water, like a golden red boat, drifting with the wind.

In winter, the northwest wind blows, and goose feather-like snowflakes swirl down one after another. In a short time, Cher has piled up a few feet thick, and the earth seems to have become a world of powder makeup and jade. At this time, the small fish and shrimp in the stream don't know where they went, and a thin layer of ice formed on the calm stream. Some brave children carefully glided across the ice, and when they turned around, only shallow sliding marks were left on the white ice.

It's another year ahead. I thought of the stream and found that the sky was bluer when it reflected in the clear stream. The surrounding pine trees are greener against the clear stream; The sunlight reflected in the clear stream looks redder.

I love my hometown, and I love the streams in my hometown even more!

Stream in my hometown 14 My hometown is in Jiangxi, where it is beautiful all year round. Among them, my favorite is summer, because at that time, the stream can play with me.

The trees around there cover the whole village, and it is very cool to walk in, even if it is hot. The house in my hometown is simple in internal structure, but full of fun. My favorite is the slowly flowing stream in front of the house, which is crystal clear. In summer, there will be countless small fish, shrimps and crabs swimming around in it, as well as dancing aquatic plants, which add infinite brilliance and vitality to the stream. Surrounded by trees, the stream is also stained with a green reflection, decorating a unique landscape.

Whenever I have lunch, I will call my friends, bring a small net and a small bucket, and go to the stream to catch fish together. There are countless small fish in it. There is a group here, there is a group there, and there is a group there. The first time I went down to catch fish, the little fish was very naughty. I was so tired that I broke out in a sweat and didn't catch any. I thought, well, what's the big deal? I can only outsmart them. I watched carefully, and sure enough, many things happen, and finally I discovered the mystery. Small fish will know their home. As long as you stay there for a long time, even if you are disturbed, Takuya will come back after a while. So I put the net at the bottom, and when they swam over and came to my ambush, I picked it up. Ah, I was hooked, which made me very happy. In this way, the number keeps increasing until more than twenty.

It was dark, and I went home contentedly. I love my hometown, its beauty, its tranquility and its streams.

Stream in my hometown 15 There is a drainage stream in my hometown. This stream is very clear, with many small fish, shrimps and crabs ... There are tall and beautiful willows on both sides of the stream, and colorful wildflowers and dancing butterflies under the tree.

Grandma told me how beautiful this stream used to be! It is clean enough to wash rice and cook, and people often catch fish while bathing in the water. Some people who don't have a washing machine at home go to the stream to wash clothes. Now the stream is not as good as before, because people throw rubbish into it at will, and factories discharge waste water into it. The stream is seriously polluted and has now become a stinking "smelly stream". To make matters worse, people are desperate to cut down trees on both sides of the river to build houses, furniture and sell money ... flowers withered, green grass was hoed and beautiful butterflies flew away.

Grandma also told me that drinking such water will do harm to our health, and because the water is polluted, fish, shrimp and many animals living in clean water have died, leaving only some small fish with strong vitality, but they can't support it anymore and birds have not come. This stream has become a "paradise" for those pesky mosquitoes, and no one dares to wash clothes, nor do the children who often come to the stream for a walk and play. Everyone hates this stream. I often hear the stream crying, as if to say, "You made me so clear, how hateful you are!" " "

Nowadays, people are constantly improving the stream, and they also donated 1 ten thousand yuan to replant trees and flowers on both sides of the stream, so that the lost plants can be restored as soon as possible.

Children in our village have also started to take action, protecting the environment, caring for flowers and plants, actively planting trees, resisting throwing garbage into the river and not catching beneficial insects.

In this way, not only will the environment be better, but the stream will also be "beautiful" and become a "Xiangxi", once again becoming an entertainment place for children to walk and play!