Xiaoxi 1' s self-reported composition I am a brook in a big forest, and I am happier than a fairy every day. Sometimes I touch the fish and shrimp in the water, sometimes I bring the sand and stones from the shore to the bottom to play, and sometimes I kick the colorful pebbles at the bottom. Not long ago, it was just developed into a tourist destination. When people are tired of playing, they will put their hands into my body and take a bath on their faces with a handful of water. When people are thirsty, they hold a handful of water to quench their thirst.
There are so many people who love and appreciate me, but some people are not very good to me. They dumped toxic and harmful sewage and threw rubbish at me at will, which made me dirty. All the fish and shrimp in the water were poisoned, and the birds that used to fly over my head thought I was dirty and smelly, so they stopped playing with me, and tourists didn't come here to play with me. I often feel lonely and sad and miss my old life.
But one day people seemed to wake up suddenly, shoveling all the rubbish from me and forbidding factories to pour toxic and harmful dirty water on me. A few months later, my body has completely recovered, my old good friend has returned to me, and I have lived a happy life again.
Thank you, hardworking people. I believe that you will definitely save the streams or rivers that have suffered disasters like me in the future.
I am a stream, a stream that has been destroyed and lost its vitality.
Although I have been ill, I still don't forget what I used to look like. At that time, I was full of vigor and vitality, and my life was happy and leisurely. Crystal clear, small and beautiful is my first impression. Take a closer look and you will find more. The stream bed is densely covered with round and smooth stones of different sizes, which seems to paint me with a bright background. Above the riverbed are some of my companions-small fish and worms. They are very lively, swimming around for a while, you just see it stop, and then disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye. Further up, it seems empty. Occasionally, a few leaves float alone on the water, but there are some beautiful silk.
I always flow happily, because there is always a lot of fun along the way. When I left my mother, I started my journey. Along the way, I can chat with Uncle Shu on the shore, have fun with my friends, compete with my brothers and sisters, and even see the world.
I lived such a comfortable life for a long time, but one day, I was horrified to find myself ill. People settled around me and used me one by one. I know they need me, and I admit I thank them. They used part of me to water the vegetables. Laundry and pond irrigation, while they benefit, I also know more about the world. The improvement of people's living standards did not improve their literacy very well, but began to hurt me. At first, they would throw grass at me. This hasn't affected me much, but I still hope people can stop and protect me more. On the contrary, instead of stopping, they are even more ruthless. Foam, clothes, ropes, dregs, stools and even pesticide bottles were thrown at me, and I realized that I was actually their garbage dump.
The sharp increase in garbage will torture me. There is more garbage, the water quality is poor, there are fewer friends, and even uncles have been cut down. Gradually, I was isolated, so I became autistic. My vitality is fading away, like getting old, and I feel like I'm going to die, even though I'm still flowing. But human cruelty to me is not over yet. In order to seek higher interests, they kept cutting my flesh, pumping my blood and stabbing my heart. I was afraid, afraid, and wanted to escape, but in the end it was despair. I'm sick, completely sick, as if I were terminally ill. What saddens me even more is that my brothers and sisters were persecuted together. I tried to resist, only to find that I couldn't even cry in the end. I'm helpless! I feel pain! I hate it!
I hate hurting my human beings. Every summer, I wish I could drown them by rising water. But I know that everyone has kind people, and there must be people who are willing to protect me, care about me and love my aquarium. They will cure me, cure my brothers and sisters, and let us all regain a new good time together. I sincerely hope that day will come soon.
I am a stream, a stream that has suffered a lot and lost its vitality but still has hope. This is my self-report.
Xiaoxi self-reported composition 3 Hello everyone! I am a stream. I used to be clean and beautiful, but later I became a little dirty. Want to know what's going on? Then listen to me.
Three years ago, I was crystal clear, and sometimes I could see your own figure. Little fish swam around in my arms and played hide and seek. I was so happy. There are trees all around, and I talk to mother trees and small leaves from time to time. Grandpa Joe often tells me: "Humans are very kind to us! They often help us sweep the garbage around us, and sometimes they always praise us! " I immediately felt that people were really good to us!
However, the good times did not last long. Three years later, now. Instead of helping us sweep the floor, people started throwing garbage at my stomach. Now, milk shells and paper balls flutter on my stomach, snack bags sink in my stomach, and small fish swim a lot. Grandpa Joe's view of human beings has also changed. Humans are the source of pollution! Small fish swim so much because of human littering and picking flowers and girls. There is less colorful here!
Alas! If I can speak, I must always remind people! When human beings destroy nature, they destroy themselves! If I can walk, I will call all the little fish back.
I am a stream, and I used to be very happy. At that time, my water was so clear that girls could shine my water on their beautiful faces and comb their long hair with my water. There are countless fish and shrimp swimming in my arms every day. They told me what they saw and heard on this trip and told me beautiful stories. Ah! Life at that time was really carefree!
However, gradually, people developed bad habits. They always dump garbage, waste water and feces on me. My water is getting dirtier and dirtier, and the smell is getting worse every day. Girls no longer dare to use me to wash their faces and comb their hair, and fish and shrimp gradually leave me. All I have left is sadness, pain and loneliness.
How I want to tell people not to treat me like a garbage station, ok? Please give me back my green and health so that I can serve you better. When you hurt me, you are actually hurting yourself! Think about it, water is the source of life. What do you drink without clean water? With what? Drinking unsanitary water will harm your health!
For the sake of your health and the happiness of future generations, don't throw your hands around, give me a clean sky, let the little fish return to my arms, and let me serve you better!
Xiaoxi self-reported composition 5 "Hua, Hua ..." Who sang such a beautiful song? That's me-a clean stream, entrenched in the south of a bustling village in the suburbs.
I sing one beautiful ballad after another day and night. There are my joys and sorrows in the song.
I used to be a beautiful and lovely little girl. Whenever spring comes, lively swallows pass over my head. They chirp, as if to tell people that spring is coming! Brother Liu stretched himself around him, and Sister Tao smiled. A warm spring breeze blew, and the petals of peach blossoms fell on the water. In an instant, I was dyed colorful and fragrant, as if I were wearing a floral dress again.
By the stream, some leisurely people are fishing, and those who row across my body are rippling. People on the boat sometimes throw food into the stream, and sometimes sit by the boat and watch the fish chase together. The doll on the shore also jumped into my arms. The whole stream immediately became noisy, and shouts and laughter came and went, forming a cheerful symphony. Tired of playing with water fights, I chased after them in the stream. One runs after the other, and the small body slides like a loach.
Sunlight refracts into the water through the water surface, and water fish swim around in the water as if to jump out at once. After a while, it began to drizzle, and the ripples splashed by raindrops were dimples when I smiled. After the rain cleared, white clouds floated by, the blue sky set up a rainbow bridge, and the beautiful rainbow was reflected on my colorful coat.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. I changed from a teenage girl to an old woman in her eighties. The original colorful coat became dirty and black, and white garbage and dead animals in the water floated on me. The bad smell covered the noses of passers-by who passed me, and even I hated myself. I cry silently every day, even with sadness. No one came to fish, no one came to take a boat and no one came to swim. Brother Liu around me is dying, and Sister Tao has withered! I live alone every day!
In autumn, yellow leaves fall on me in succession, but in this harvest season, I have become a garbage dump, and everyone walks around me.
Winter is coming, it snows heavily and there are few pedestrians on the road. I'm freezing. Slowly, I closed my sad eyes and hoped that everything was a nightmare.
On my deathbed, I roared with all my strength: human, please help me!
Xiaoxi's self-report composition 6 I am sick! Before I got sick, it was a clear and cheerful stream.
In the past, in hot summer, children would jump into my cool arms. At that time, there would be small shrimps and small fish playing freely in my place in groups.
But I don't know how long it took, but a scary big water pipe was installed on the stone wall. After a few days, black and smelly sewage was continuously discharged from it, and I thought to myself: What should I do? Perhaps, mankind is also very helpless at the moment, and it will be fine in the future!
But after a long time, that scary big water pipe still discharges pollutants endlessly, and gradually, my heart gets cold. As time went on, my condition became more and more serious, even to the point of terminal illness. The woman who used to wash clothes and wash rice by my side is gone, the children who play around me are gone, and even the shrimps who live alone with me are gone. How desperate I am, my cheerful mood becomes silent.
Perhaps it is because I am sour, smelly and black that human beings can't stand it. They began to give me the right medicine and set up a strong awareness of environmental protection. Slowly, my illness is recovering step by step. I just want to say to mankind that we should live in peace in the ecological circle of nature and contribute to the health of Mother Earth!
I am a clear and clean stream. I'm so likable.
In my arms, small fish and shrimps are playing so naughty, some are swimming freely, some are playing in the grass, and some are swimming to the bottom to blow small bubbles. ...
People around me often pass me by. As they walked, they praised my cleanliness and said, "This stream is so beautiful and clear."
I don't know when it started, but my end has come. Human science and technology developed day by day and finally reached its limit.
People grab flowers and grass from friends nearby and uproot them. Cut down all my brothers and sisters-the trees around me. People have built tall buildings, department stores, residential areas and tall houses around me.
People keep throwing garbage into my mouth, pouring sewage into my ears, and discharging harmful liquid into my huge body without mercy.
A day later, a month later, a year later. My body has become a garbage dump for lazy people, and I have become dirty, smelly, miscellaneous and muddy.
People no longer come to me, praise me, but laugh at me. Even the poor little fish and shrimp disappeared without a trace.
"alas! Alas! Hey! " I sigh repeatedly, and I don't want to be a human flesh dump anymore. I hope one day I can go back to my former appearance-that charming appearance.
On the south side of the vertical stream, there is a stream with a total length of several hundred meters, which flows into the vertical stream continuously from south to north. This is me.
"Stream" is my only name. I am very happy, flowing in the shade of peach trees and willow trees every day. In spring, pink peach blossoms and green willow leaves set me off, and petals fall on me from time to time, so that those little fish who are always energetic can curiously surface to watch. In summer, children living on the shore splash cold streams. In autumn, yellow leaves decorate me and convey the autumn news to the small fish in the river. In this way, I played with fish and shrimp all day and spent several spring and autumn years. ...
Now, however, I gradually find that the shade on the river bank seems to be not so cool, and the small fish no longer play with me. At the same time, my riverbed is gradually rising, and the soil is mixed with garbage such as plastic bags and cans. Moreover, I found that my flow speed slowed down obviously, and many things that should not appear blocked the river, emitting a stench, which made my water quality turbid and milky in some places. I can't see the scenes of fish and shrimp playing in the past anymore. I groaned again and again and called for help again and again, trying to make people pay attention to this problem, but to my disappointment, people still ignored me by littering and dumping waste water. I gradually lost my beautiful singing voice, and I can't be happy anymore.
Just when I was about to despair, people seemed to hear my heart. Everyone cleared the weeds by my riverbed, cleaned up the silt full of garbage with excavators, and trimmed the peach trees and willows on both sides with scissors. I am very happy. Looking at people's busyness, my heart is full of expectations. Then, people painted cement on both sides of my riverbed, built flower beds half a meter wide along the river, planted new seedlings and small flowers, and hung the slogan "Be careful when falling into the water, pay attention to safety". Take care of flowers and plants and beautify your home. Small flowers bloom quietly around me, and small seedlings stand tall and full of vitality in the soil. Several dams were built in my body, and it rained for many days. My water level keeps rising and the flow rate is very fast, which washes away all the original dirty sediment. During the flow, if the river bed suddenly drops, I will dive by somersault, and the water will flow like a waterfall. I will sing happily to celebrate this long-awaited day.
Over time, my water became clear again, and the little fish came back to play with me. The peach trees and willows on the shore are flourishing, the flowers are red and green, and the thick shade makes me very comfortable. Everything has returned to its original state, not to mention that my riverbed has been paved with cement, so I don't have to worry about weeds. And every spring, the flower beds on both sides of the river bank are full of vitality and intoxicating.
I'm singing, a ramble on the south. I believe I must be the happiest stream in the world. I hope all the streams in the world can be like me: forever, happy, singing …
Hello, everyone, I am Xiaoxi, and I live in a magical and beautiful forest. As described in fairy tales, I once had a group of good friends. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on me through the treetops, deer will come to my side to drink water, and small fish, shrimp, crab and frog will also come to play with me ... They are very kind to me and I can't live without them.
At that time, spring was the season I was most looking forward to. I can breathe fresh air and rush from one end of the forest to the other. How happy I am! Along the way, I can see many beautiful scenery. Miss Willow pulls out tender buds and tickles me, which makes me scream and beg for mercy. The flowers on the shore have actually blossomed, clusters, clusters, as if to participate in the Bimei competition; Fish and shrimp are also very happy, running happily with me, jumping three feet high when excited; The tourists who came to explore the forest were particularly happy to see me, took me a bite and shouted: sweet, enjoyable! I can't tell you how happy I am! In the evening, when the sun sets, the little animals reluctantly bid me farewell. In the soft moonlight, grass and flowers snuggled up to me, listening to my story and falling asleep slowly ... our life was very happy.
However, one day, the rumble of the machine broke everything, a tree fell instantly, and friends fled in fear. I was also exposed to the dazzling sunshine, and factories with black smoke rose up beside me. What's more frightening is that the black and smelly tap water invaded my body, and I couldn't flow any more ... I tried to call for help, but the plastic bag was blocked.
How I want to go back to the past, the past of birds and flowers;
How much I want to see my friends again,
How I want to run and sing again ...
Can you help me?
Xiaoxi self-report composition 10 I am a clear brook, but it becomes dirty and smelly ten years later, all of which originated from that factory.
Ten years ago, I used to be a crystal clear stream with many small fish in it. They are lively and lovely, with red, white and black colors. Some fish are swimming happily, some fish are hovering around people, attracting tourists' attention, and some fish seem to be fighting. Surrounded by dense forests, it looks like a hill rising from the ground and a sword inserted in the ground. It seems that there are a group of warriors guarding this sacred treasure, which will make people memorable. The dense flowers and grass seem to form a picture scroll, which makes people who travel or have a picnic seem to be in the picture.
However, after ten years, my appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes. The clear river is no longer clear, but dark, and the grass next to it naturally begins to wither because it absorbs the polluted water. All the fish in the water are dead, the bodies are floating on the water, and there are countless rubbish. It all started with an oil plant next to them. All their rubbish was thrown at me, and local residents began to complain. Later, I was cleaned up once, much better.
I hope people care more about water and protect the earth, and future generations in your will be proud of you.
Xiaoxi's self-reported composition 1 1 Hello everyone! I am a stream. Every morning, I will sing a happy song to welcome the new day.
In spring, the beautiful spring girl hangs lovely lace on my clothes. In summer, children swim and play on me; In the evening, adults will sit beside me and tell stories to the children, and my good friends Xiaoyu, shrimp and crab will get together to listen. In autumn, Aunt Shu also knitted me a wreath to wear on my head. In winter, Grandpa Dong dressed me in a thick ice coat, and the children skated on me. It was really carefree! But the weather is unpredictable. One day, an aunt threw a bag of things at me. "Bang, the bag is rotten, and a lot of rubbish falls out from it. There are still some bugs eating it. After a few days, it slowly rotted and gave off a pungent smell. Later, people threw garbage at me, and a lot of sewage from the newly built factory nearby also flowed to me. After a long time, I suddenly became a muddy and smelly stream, and my friend died. Looking at the small body, it was really "shouting every day, shouting is ineffective!" "Since then, people don't come to play with me, and my friends cling to it and run away. Since then, I have been alone, smelling the stench every day, and I have no peace for a day. Whenever someone passes by me, they will cover their noses and frown and say angrily; " Damn stream. Every time I listen to these words, the new Lido feels that someone stabbed me and the pain is unbearable.
Today, I really want to shout; "Man! Wake up quickly! Please save nature, don't let our mother earth get older and older, please make her smile again!
The self-report composition of Xiaoxi 12 I am a happy Xiaoxi. I woke up before dawn. I gulped the fresh air, hummed happily and ran forward happily.
I ran and ran, and suddenly I wanted to find some friends to share my happiness. I rubbed the grass's head. The grass was still sleeping and was woken up at once. She shouted, "Xiaoxi, you are so naughty. What are you doing up so early? " I said, "Come and dance with me!" The grass swaying gently in the breeze is very beautiful. I couldn't help jumping around on the grass, making her covered with crystal dew.
I bid farewell to the grass and saw the small fish coming slowly. I gently scratched the small fish's stomach with my big hand. The little fish laughed and turned over. Panting heavily, he said, "You're kidding me, Xiaoxi. You're so naughty."
Just then, a sika deer came. She looked at herself in the water and couldn't help saying, "I'm so beautiful! I will come here to look in the mirror in the future. " After the sika deer left, a little boy came over. He crouched down, took a sip of water with his hands and drank it all with a grunt. He wiped his mouth and said happily; "This water is so sweet! It's really "Nongfu Spring is a little sweet. "
I listened to their words and my heart was filled with joy.
As the days passed, I don't know when I started, and many factories were built around me. They drive the "boom, boom" machine day and night, which keeps me awake. They discharge black, smelly and dirty sewage into my body from time to time, which makes me dizzy and listless. I want to rub the grass's head again and find that she is yellow and depressed. She shouted at me from far away: "Xiaoxi, don't come here, you stink me dizzy." I tried to scratch the small fish's stomach again, but I found that they were floating on the water with their white bellies turned upside down, and I couldn't play any more. The sika deer came and said, "Why can't this stream reflect my shadow?" The little boy came over and said, "Why is this water dirty and smelly?" I want to wash my face. "He turned his head and ran away.
Why is this happening? I cried in despair.
A few days later, just as I was going to stick to it, I found many people around me: some entered the factory and turned off the roaring machine; Some build large pools day and night to stop stinking sewage everywhere; Some people have built long banks on both sides of my river, planted tall trees and patches of red flowers and green grass; More people bring various tools to help me clean up the garbage bit by bit. Gradually, I think I saw my clear figure again. ...
The self-reported composition of Xiaoxi 13 I-a clear brook, wake up in the sunshine of my father-in-law every day and live a happy life. ? In spring, I am like a mirror, reflecting the willows and playing with my good friends; In summer, human children swim and play on me; In autumn, Aunt Tree wove me a beautiful wreath and put it on my head. In winter, Grandpa Dong dressed me in a thick layer of ice clothes, and human children slid back and forth on my clothes. It was really carefree! ? However, the good times did not last long. Once, I was playing a game with a small fish. A human came up to me with two smelly plastic bags and scared the little fish away. Whew! Two smelly plastic bags flew at me. At the moment they met me, plastic bags were scattered all over the floor, leaving me covered in garbage. With this beginning, my life is even more sad. From time to time, someone throws garbage at me, and I gradually smell garbage. No more fish come to play with me, no more children swim on me, no more children skate on my clothes. A few days ago, I saw two well-dressed people carrying a water pipe on their heads, and that water pipe, somehow, always spit out dirty water, and finally made me dirty and smelly. Now everyone will hold their noses and shake their heads when they see me. I don't know what to do. I squeezed a fairly clear drop of water from my body with tears and went to Mother Ocean for help. However, it is reported that even the mother sea is slightly polluted, while other streams are more polluted.
Ah! Man, if you pollute water resources like this, the last drop of water on the earth will be your tears of regret!
Xiaoxi 14 My self-reported compositions are endless. My head is located in the waterfall on the mountain, my body is on the Yuan Ye, and my feet flow to the vast ocean; Do you think I'm long? Besides, I am very old. I appeared on the earth hundreds of years ago. At that time, although I couldn't smell the fragrance of wild ginger, I could see small fish swimming in my body and hear the sound of stones being slapped by me. I was as comfortable as everyone else!
However, the good times did not last long. My body and feet gradually have a lot of garbage floating up and down, destroying the living environment of aquatic organisms such as small fish and shrimp that used to live on me, and the initiator of this destruction is human beings. Because human littering and waste water polluted the water source, the ocean connected with me was also affected, causing harm to the fish in the sea, making them unable to breathe and sick.
I have many functions, but humans don't know how to cherish me and my companions. They only know about environmental protection, but they don't practice it, which leads us to the point where no one wants to get close. Humans, have you forgotten our benefits? We can drink, play games and cool off. There are many benefits!
Because of human destruction, we have suffered a lot. I hope people can purify us and restore our original appearance.
Xiaoxi 15' s self-reported composition I am a long and tortuous brook.
In spring, the cold ice on my body finally melted, and the green grass around me poked its head out, which made me more handsome. My wild flower sister makes me more beautiful, and the singing of birds makes more children come to play with me ... which makes me feel that I am the happiest stream in the world. ...
In summer, happy children come to me and catch the small fish in my stomach; Come to me and pick fresh and beautiful wild flowers; Come to my side, hoe the aquatic plants around me, and let the fish swim to their heart's content, without the obstruction of aquatic plants. ...
In autumn, the fallen leaves fell on me, and it put on a big red cotton-padded coat for me. Animals come to accompany me, which makes me not lonely at all. I am very happy that the rice fields in the distance have been harvested, because it is the farmer's uncle who carries the water in my body to water them. ...
In winter, it snows heavily. Finally, my annual sleep vacation came. I want to have a happy dream. ...
Before, I was a happy stream, and the stream was crystal clear. However, my body has become dirty and dirty now. Beautiful wild flowers and weeds have also left me, and the children have not come to play with me, which makes me very sad. Because humans throw rubbish at me. ...
Man, please stop littering and let me go back to my original appearance!