What you throw away is garbage, what I pick up is civilization 1000 word essay

On August 13th, the bright sunshine painted circles of golden and silver halos on the leaves. The little birds sang beautiful songs on the stage made of leaves. A group of us friends came to the beautiful Xuanwu Lake hand in hand, where we held an activity to declare war on black pollution.

The sun's face turned red as if he was drunk, and everything on the earth seemed to have been gilded. The surface of the original various colors was thickly dyed with a touch of orange, and reflected Dazzling brilliance. My friends and I started taking action. When I picked up the garbage on the ground one by one, the garbage underground said to me sadly: "We used to live a happy life together in the trash can, but now people litter and we can only live on the street." Go back and tell everyone that they will give us a happy home." I nodded and said, "I will definitely tell everyone that protecting the environment starts from me and starts from now on." Pushing it open, spit out a light pink color. The sunset covered the earth, and the activities of declaring war on black pollution came to a successful end under the afterglow of the setting sun. Let us join hands and declare war on black pollution.