Sentences describing the riverside

1. The spring breeze blew to the small river, and the river began to flow forward slowly. The trees by the river sprouted, and the grass came out of the ground. From a distance, it looked green. The wild flowers by the river also bloomed with smiles. The wild geese flying back from the south were playing by the small river with the message of spring. The water was crystal clear, and the blue sky and white clouds were reflected in the small river. White lotuses seemed to be blooming in the small river. The spring breeze The riverside becomes colorful. The farmer uncle diverted the river water into the fields to irrigate the seedlings. There was a lively scene beside the river. The river not only irrigates the seedlings, but also nourishes the plants and trees in my hometown and nourishes the people in my hometown.

2. In spring, the river that had been frozen all winter was finally free. It flows happily "wow, ow, ow". It seems to be singing spring, and the wild flowers and grass beside it create an interesting landscape painting. This is the river of spring, the river of joy.

3. In spring, the river flows slowly, surrounded by a vibrant scene. The spring girl's green gauze covered the grass, and the grass immediately became green. A child was playing by the river, and his heart was full of joy. The water in the river was cool and comfortable. Spring after spring passed, the child gradually grew up, and the rivers and grass witnessed her growth.

4. The spring river is shy. Every year when everything comes to life, the ice in the river slowly melts, the fish gradually emerge, and there is a layer of green things on the bank. After a closer look, I suddenly realize that it is the grass that has revealed its lovely Little brain. A row of weeping willows on the shore also sprouted new branches. At that time, a few of us friends could only play by the river, but we did not dare to go into the water.

5. Spring comes quietly to the world, and the river that has been sleeping for a winter wakes up from its dream and flows gurgling into the distance. On the river bank, the bamboo baby came out of the ground, the grass also woke up and borrowed Nenlu's clothes from Miss Chun to put on. The flowers bloomed with smiles to welcome the spring, and were vaguely reflected on the river. Like a long picture scroll. Decorating the river, the river seems to be wearing these simple "garlands". From time to time, a few little swallows flew up in the blue sky, singing beautiful songs as if praising the river.

6. The river is beautiful in summer. In late spring and early summer, the river became our playground. In the morning, we stood by the river. The lush grass and colorful wild flowers were our best playmates. We picked some small flowers from the grass and put them in our hair, and used our little hands to pluck the crystal dewdrops on the grass blades. Occasionally, a butterfly girl will fly and dance lightly. At this time, we will chase the little butterfly and run back and forth. From time to time, we will step on the open space on the shore to make small translucent water splashes, splashing all over our face and body, but we are very happy. . At noon, I simply jumped into the embrace of the river to catch fish and shrimps. I watched swarms of fish swimming happily in the water, but I couldn't catch any of them. While we were having fun, the parents came to call for lunch, scolding us as they walked: "You shouldn't play with water..." Even so, our hearts are sweet. In the evening, when the sun sets, people come to the trees next to the river to enjoy the shade. At this time, the river becomes more and more charming. Its face is reflected red by the setting sun. She is so beautiful.

7. Summer is here, and with the rain, the river becomes sometimes wide; sometimes narrow; sometimes slow; sometimes rapid. The creek has become a free swimming pool for hometown people. The riverside is a paradise for children.

8. In summer, the river is already full of elegant and beautiful lotus flowers of all sizes. The petals of the lotus are white and rosy, like a rouged girl. Looking down along the lotus, I saw the big green lotus leaves at a glance. The lotus leaves lying "lazily" on the crystal clear river look particularly beautiful. This is the summer river, a beautiful river.

9. In summer, the river flows slowly, and there is a green scene everywhere. The summer child is here. He hangs the scorching sun in the sky. The hot sun is scorching the earth. The sound of cicadas is endless. All kinds of flowers are growing by the river. A slim girl stands by the river, gently holding the river water. , the river water seems to become cooler in the hot summer. The girl grew up and became an adult. She no longer played in the river as she did when she was a child. Summer after summer passed, and she began to grow old again. The flowers in the river watched her grow old.

10. In summer, the scorching sun scorches the earth, and wisps of green smoke seem to come out.

At this time, people like to swim here most, and the colorful swimming rings make the river colorful. Happy laughter echoed in the sky, and the whole Xiaohe turned into a sea of ??joy.

11. The river in autumn is the most eye-catching. The autumn wind gently blows on the river surface, and the blue waves of the river are extremely beautiful! It seems like Miss Qiu is stroking the river gently. At dusk, the beautiful sunset shines on the river like a colorful picture, making the river seem like a fairy tale world.

12. The river in autumn is sad. Autumn is the harvest season for people. People are busy and seem to have forgotten the river. Children can't play with it anymore, because while the adults are busy in the fields, children have to watch the door at home. Xiaohe was very sad without anyone's company. At this time, the leaves began to speak: "Little river, little river, don't be sad, you still have me, I will play with you." Then the leaves began to fall one by one, because it wanted the river to ripple again and be happy again. . There were fewer and fewer leaves, until the last one was left. It said: "Xiaohe, I can't accompany you anymore. I will play with you again next year." After saying that, it fell, drawing the most perfect arc. Into the arms of the river. Xiaohe's heart dropped.

13. In autumn, the river is as quiet as a mirror, smooth and smooth; as green as a flawless emerald. When the sun shines on the river, it is sparkling, and it reminds me of a poem: "It is beautiful when the water is shimmering, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain." It's so beautiful. This is the autumn river, a quiet river.

14. In autumn, the river flows slowly, and there is a cool and pleasant scene everywhere. The leaves gradually turned yellow and fell from the trees. Miss Qiu put her red clothes on the maple trees. The cool autumn is obviously not as hot as summer, and the water in the river will become ice cold. A middle-aged woman was sitting by the river, as if thinking about something, she picked up the water from the river, then stood up and drained the water away. Autumn after autumn passed, and she was no longer here.

15. The autumn wind turned the leaves by the river yellow, and the leaves danced like golden elves by the river. The river looked at the golden rice fields and sang songs with the joy of harvest and flowed into the distance.

16. Winter is coming, and the river is very lonely. The surrounding area was already bare, and no one was willing to take a look at it. Only the howling north wind was left, and the river finally couldn't bear the severe cold and froze. At this time, it hopes that the ice will be thicker, so that the children can go skating and it will no longer be lonely. Its fantasy eventually came to nothing. Parents no longer allowed their children to approach the winter river, saying that if they fell into an ice cave, they would not be able to come back up. The river is waiting quietly, waiting for the spring to come when the flowers bloom...

17. The winter snowflakes have dressed the river in a crystal clear dress, and beside the river is a pink jade. A fairy tale world made of bricks. The river in winter is unforgettable.

18. How quiet the river is in winter. The river is like a shy little girl, silent and flowing silently into the distance.

19. In winter, the river freezes, and there is a white world everywhere. All animals and plants are sleeping quietly. No one will come to the river quietly again.

20. In winter, the river was covered with heavy snow, and the entire river surface was frozen hard. Suddenly the river became lively, with children laughing and laughing. Look, there are people rolling and somersaulting on the river. It’s so interesting! The big tree next to it was also covered with thick white cotton-padded jackets. This is the winter river, a unique river.

21. It is an ordinary and beautiful river. The water is crystal clear and flows quietly. It is shining with stars under the sunlight. It flows day and night and gradually disappears in the bend of the mountain. at. Viewed from a high place, it looks like a beautiful ribbon floating in the mountains.

22. The small river is filled with spring water, carrying the remaining ice fragments from the upper reaches, flowing happily. Every small vortex is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the tender green of early spring on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, flowing with soft and cheerful sounds, ah!

23. The spring water is like a beautiful and magical piece of electronic music, playing the piano and singing, full of vitality, extremely joyful, and running into the distance.

24. The rivers on the grassland have wild and demure personalities.

Whenever after a heavy rain, the mountain torrent breaks out and merges into the Xiong River. Suddenly, it looks like a group of wildly galloping yellow horses, with thousands of flying hooves hitting the rumbling waves, and rushes towards the Biyu Lake with an unstoppable momentum. But if it is sunny for two days, the flood will subside immediately, and the grass will be like a sponge absorbing the dirt, revealing a clear blue. The flowing water on the shoal is as clear as glazed white jade, revealing light yellow or light green underwater pebbles. Every hundred or ten meters there is a green pool washed out by the rapids. Looking from a distance, the Xionghe River looks like a silver belt dotted with dark green gems.

25. Wave after wave of the river is constantly washing the rocks on the shore, making them very smooth.

26. In my hometown, there is beautiful pastoral scenery, and I especially like the small river next to the village. In spring, the river is full of vitality. On the shore, the grass is luxuriant; in the river, the stream flows. The river water is crystal clear and you can clearly see the smooth pebbles on the bottom of the river. On the river, a few snow-white ducks played happily. There are two big ones and one small one. They are very affectionate. They are a family of three. The father duck lurks under the water to look for food, the mother duck is combing her flawless feathers leisurely, and the duckling is having fun with its own shadow!

27. Every ripple is a gentle string. The fine white waves are beating rhythmic drums; the sound of the water waves, which are loud and small, echoes the sound of the tractor on the field; the slender whisper is with the head that just stuck out from the snow quilt The wheat seedlings are having a heart-to-heart talk; the tinkling sound hitting the shore is like the ringing of wheels rolling by on the road; the sound of rapid water waves is urging the villagers to start plowing and sowing!

28. The river is so beautiful! The clear, green and tranquil scenery is fascinating. From a distance it is so green, as green as an emerald ribbon; from a close look it is so clear, so clear that you can see the fish and shrimp swimming at the bottom of the river. At night, the crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river. It is so beautiful and so gentle. At this time, the river looks even more charming.

29. Look! On a spring morning in March, I came to the river again. The gurgling water sings cheerful songs and flows eastward. The fish in the water swim freely, so happy! Several willow trees are combing their long hair by the river. The willow branches are slender and soft, cascading down like a waterfall, swaying their waists in the breeze. Looking closely, the willow buds are like green stars hanging on the branches, swaying, very cute, and I seem to have become one of them, swinging with the willow branches. "What a graceful weeping willow!" I couldn't help but sigh. The willow tree seemed to understand what I said, swaying its branches and saying: "Hi! Old friend, we meet again."

30. Hua La La' Hua La La With the happy singing, the river girl squirmed The figure danced. The river girl puts on beautiful and clean clothes, and humans often come to her to drink water. She is not only beautiful now, but also quenches the thirst of mankind, not to mention how proud she is. But the good times didn't last long. After a while, the river girl never danced again. Why? It turned out that humans dumped garbage and dirt on her. It almost covered her up. She has become really ugly now. There was also an unpleasant smell that made humans hide their noses and run away when they saw her. She saw that the humans who used to drink water with her were laughing and running away when they saw her, and she felt very lonely. Whenever she thinks of her original appearance, she becomes extremely sad.

31. When spring comes, the wild flowers, grass and willows on both sides of the river soften their yellow eyebrows and green eyes and stretch their soft arms under the gentle caress of the river. When the morning fog disappears and the sun rises, the sunlight shines on the river, revealing a large area of ??red, which is like the blush on the face of a beautiful girl. Gradually, the surface of the river was coated with a layer of golden light. The breeze blew, and suddenly the golden light was torn into countless pieces, floating on the surface of the river... Look at the densely packed small fish in the river, the playing ducks, and the shore. Floating duckweeds the size of small copper coins make the river full of spring and full of vitality.

32. The trees beside the small river are lush, and the nimble kingfisher touches the water, leaving circles; the heavy duck floats by, scratching the reflection of the trees on the water; the wind blows, sparkling The waves are particularly bright and dazzling in the sun. The river in my hometown, a beautiful river.

33. In my distant hometown, there is a small river.

The river is clear. Brother Xiaocao and Sister Liushu on the bank can't wait to see the water of the river they haven't seen for a long time. A little turtledove is standing on a stone in the river, admiring its own shadow in the water and tasting it. Along the river, pieces of ice flowed forward from the mountains along with the river. In summer, the sun is very hot and poisonous. The most exciting thing is that we can take a bath in the river. Once, I was taking a bath in the river. I sat down and happened to step on a small fish. The fish was stepped on by me. There are people on the river who put up umbrellas to catch small fish in small fishing nets.

34. The moat is right in front of my riverside community. The moat used to be smelly, with small green bubbles, and there were cans of smelly socks and some garbage floating on the surface of the river. The moat seemed to be crying, and it had lost its original beauty and its original bright light... I don't know how many years passed, but after treatment, the moat regained its original glory and beauty. The river water is clearer and there is no garbage. The willow trees on both sides are lush and green, and their green branches are floating in the air, like a little girl's hair flying in the wind. There are also cobblestone paths, and all kinds of small pebbles are very comfortable to step on.

35. As time goes by, year by year, generation by generation, people are more and more fond of throwing away, and the amount of garbage in the river is also increasing. Those cute fish brothers stink in the river and only wear masks to play games. But sometimes, a lot of garbage falls from their heads, as well as unfinished milk, shoes, broken glass and bones... They have no choice but to put themselves I took out my beloved little umbrella to hold up the extremely dirty garbage that kept falling. For a long time, people there went to the river to fish, but they couldn't catch any fish. Later, several fishermen went down to the river to catch fish. Only a few fish brothers' bodies were picked up, and the other bodies were all rotted by garbage. From then on, this small river was no longer as clear and clear as before, but became a small river that constantly smelled.

36. The lake water is like shiny black velvet, glowing in the quiet night Dark light. The lake water is motionless, like a vat of thick wine.

37. In the gurgling sound of the creek, the resinous buds are opening, the underwater grass grows out of the water, and the grass on the bank becomes more and more lush. Here is a quiet whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool is a fallen tree. A few shiny little beetles are spinning on the calm water, causing ripples.

38. The spring water pours out from the cracks in the mountains day and night, trickling down and forming a small clear stream, passing through the rocks, falling from the cliff, twisting and flowing in the weeds. and among the rugged rocks covered with thorns.

39. Anyway, winter is over after all. By the beginning of April, the days are getting warmer, but the nights are still cold: winter still refuses to give in, but finally a warm day comes and beats winter back, and the rivers flow and all the birds sing. The entire meadows and shrubs along the river were submerged by the spring tide, and a large area between Zhukovo and the high slope on the opposite bank was occupied by a vast expanse of water, with wild ducks flying and landing in groups on the water. Every evening, the fiery red spring clouds and gorgeous clouds create new extraordinary and bizarre scenery. In the future, when people see that kind of color and that kind of clouds in the painting, they simply will not believe that it is real.

40. The creek is like a streamer studded with shining gems, deeply rooted in the rich and beautiful land.

41. The lush lake water rippled all the way to the feet, but then slowly retreated, like a loving mother patting a sleeping baby.

42. The river has thawed, and the clear river water is flowing happily with broken ice, playing the beautiful sound of the piano.

43. My home is in the west of Inner Mongolia, where there is a beautiful scenery, which is the Swearing Square. General Feng is a historical celebrity here. In order to commemorate him, this square and his sculpture were built across a small river. When spring comes, the snow on both sides of the river and around the square melts. The vernal equinox wakes up everything, the green grass emerges from the ground, the willow trees sprout, the buds are green and yellow, very cute, adding a lot to the square. angry.

44. A breeze blew by, and the mirror-like water surface rippled. The fish swam to the surface in groups, breathing in the fresh air with their mouths wide open. Occasionally, a fish jumps out of the water, turns over and falls back into the water, causing ripples in circles and making the reflection in the water shake into pieces.

45. The creek flows from the dense forest to the clearing, and the water surface opens up under the bright sun. The first small yellow flower popped up in the water here, and there was a patch of frog eggs that looked like a honeycomb. They were quite mature, and black tadpoles could be seen from the transparent bodies. Also on the water here, there are many light blue flies that are almost as small as fleas. They fly close to the water for a while and then fall into the water. They fly out of nowhere and land in the water here. Their short lives are like It's like flying and falling. There was a little aquatic beetle, shining like copper, spinning in the calm water. A hornet was scurrying in all directions, but the water surface remained motionless. A black star yellow butterfly, large and bright, flutters on the calm water. The small puddles around the inlet are covered with flowers and plants, and the branches of the willow trees have bloomed in early spring, as furry as yellow-feathered chicks.

46. The river surrounds my hometown, like a beautiful scarf in winter, warming the hearts of my hometown. The river is like a clear spring, nourishing the hearts of people in my hometown. She is a bloodline that runs through the body of her hometown, giving her hometown vitality. The river in my hometown, the selfless river. I really want to approach her again and listen to the sound of laundry; throw myself into her again; play with the children; stand next to her again and watch the beautiful shadow of the red sky and the river pouring down the fire. The river in my hometown, the river that makes people miss me. The further we drift, the deeper we miss the river in our hometown.

47. The stream in the canyon really seemed to have grown wings, flew up the mountain, and turned into hundreds of large watering cans, watering the crops.

48. There is a small river in front of the house. The crystal clear river water and green willow trees decorate our hometown and blend into my mysterious and colorful childhood dreams. The river of the four seasons has accompanied me in my growth. In spring, the drizzle is like silk, the misty rain is misty, and the river is like a kind mother. The half-awake and half-asleep willow tree peered into the little yellow head, nestled in the warm arms of the mother river, and her slender waist swayed coquettishly. How could a loving mother let her children catch cold, so she specially covered the willow tree with a thin coat. Like the gauze of cicada leaves. The little fish woke up and became much more naughty. They jumped around in the water and spit out a bunch of bubbles from their mouths.

49. The river has scenery that you will never tire of seeing: willow trees, green bamboos, the stone bridge at the water pier; under the crystal clear water, there are uncatchable "fish" and endless aquatic plants; On a day after a long rain, the river under the sun becomes the world of "Half the Sky" - all the sounds, all the colors and countless beautiful curves are intertwined and displayed here...

50. There is a small river in front of my house. It is a charming and happy river. The river water is so clear! Under the sun, looking into the river, the water is so crystal clear. Because the river water is so clear, we can see the fish in the river while standing on the shore. They were playing in the water, as if they were playing games together. Spring is here, and the willow trees on both sides of the bank hang their green branches low to the water, illuminating their graceful figures. It adds a lot of beauty to the river. Occasionally, a few swallows fly across the river, bringing infinite vitality to the river. In summer, the river is our paradise. The little friends played in the water together, had fun together, and grew up together with the small trees on the river bank. Lovely little river, you brought me the joy of childhood and left many beautiful memories.

51. What surprised me very much was the green color of the river. It was so green. It was late autumn, but the rich green gave people a feeling of spring as deep as the sea. It turns out that the majestic mountains, lush trees, moss-stained stone walls, and dripping bamboo forests all cast green reflections in the river. In fact, the sky and the ground were all green, and even I was caught in the shining green. .

52. In the early morning, the creek is so beautiful. The creek reflects the brilliant morning glow like a floating colorful ribbon. I like to read by the stream. The fresh and moist air moistens my throat, and the gurgling water accompanies the sound of my reading.

53. The one that is as soft and graceful as a violin is the stream flowing through the grass; the one that is as clear and crisp as a plucked string is the dripping spring leaking from the cracks of the rocks; the one that is as thick and thick as the sound of the bass should be Thousands of small streams converge in the empty valley; those that are as powerful as the sound of copper pipes must be rapids rushing down the steep walls, and waterfalls falling into deep pools. As for the spring water flowing around the roots of the trees and the clear water lapping at the pebbles, the priorities are high and low, and each makes a different sound. These various spring sounds are woven together by an invisible baton, forming a wonderful symphony.

In the symphony of this spring, it seems that you can hear the passage of time, the changes in history, the birth, growth, reproduction and death of life, and the sound of metabolism, from weak to strong, gradually unfolding and rising to become the main melody. I leaned forward to listen and discern, and my mind seemed to be melting into the water, flowing with the spring, and swimming all over Ding Lake; it was also like the gurgling spring water filtering through my heart, washing away the dirt, leaving behind deep feelings for me to taste and lead me to daydreams.

54. Once upon a time, in front of a beautiful small village, there was a winding river flowing. This small river is crystal clear, like a big bright mirror. It is so clear that you can see the small fish playing at the bottom of the river and countless small stones on the bottom of the river. There is a group of very friendly fish brothers living at the bottom of the river. They play games together every day and are inseparable and talk about everything. The local people love this small river very much and never pollute it.