“My hometown has a blue river Mirror water in bamboo hairs … “
The river is probably one of the indispensable beautiful scenes of the countryside, especially the peaceful rural areas, leaving many beautiful childhood memories. What about the river passing through the bustling and bustling city? Everyone will probably have different answers, but to me, the Red River flowing through the city has an important place in my heart.
The Red River is a long and wide river. I heard from my father that the Red River flows through most of the Northern provinces and cities, so these provinces are collectively referred to as the Red River Delta. When did the Red River come from and where did I come from, I don’t know it well, I just know that the section that flows through the city where I live is long, maybe tens of kilometers, and its width, I can’t guess, but it was enough for ships and boats to pass by easily.
I heard from my teacher that the name of the Red River is derived from the eye-catching peach pink color all year round due to the rich rich alluvium that is good for soil and plants. The two sides of the riverbank are not dark green willow rows, falling as if they are charming, looking at a grooming mirror, but a long dike running along the river with houses on both sides. On hot summer days, you can sit under a large umbrella, enjoy the cups of tea sold on the dike bank and feel the cool breezes flowing in your hair or relax to watch the boats bustling. Also one of the ways to count time lapse.
The Red River water is not as clear as other rivers because it contains a lot of alluvium, moreover, every day on this river there are many boats traveling. Tall cargo ships, wooden rafts upstream and downstream or smaller boats are common objects on this vast river. Therefore, the Red River is a fast and convenient way for goods transportation for the Red River Delta provinces.
In the spring, the river water rises in abundance, the water color in this season is also darker than the water color in other seasons of the year. When summer comes, the river surface floats peacefully, bringing the fragrant southern winds into the village. Autumn comes, the scenery on both sides of the river is even more poetic, the willow trees drop “boats” with small beautiful willow leaves, shaking the water surface. Winter overflowed, the surface of the lake covered with a thin layer of steam, as if dancing on the river surface, the river water at that time was very cold and chilly.
The Red River is of great economic value, the river water has a lot of fertile alluvium, making the soil and plants always green and healthy, facilitating agricultural production and economic development. Not only that, the Red River is also a fast and convenient way of transporting goods and also provides us with a rich amount of seafood and also enriches and expands the fertile delta.
I really love the Red River because of the benefits it brings to the people and the beauty of the river at all times of the year. I will try to protect the environment and protect the river from pollution.
The Red River flows through my hometown. River between the green canal. The river surface is tinged red as color, so it is not named Red River. The river is as beautiful as a silk strip across the blue shirt of the Northern Delta. This river has been associated with my childhood. Me and the river have become close. In the mornings, the Red River is so popular! Each group of fishing boats fluttering white nets to clear the river surface. The singing and singing resounded. Surfing river surf again like questions. The two sides of the bank deposited dew on young grass leaves like tiny beads of pearls, glitter … the grass was wet with night dew, and the sisters and sisters went to pick seaweed, pick strawberries. In the morning, the children go out to the area to shower. We dived, shortened like dolphins. River Worm we to be, get the children of young soul, playful and naughty. The river was as gentle as a mother to her children. The gray-haired old people are plunging into the river, mothers busy bringing clothes and washing curtains. Summer afternoons or evenings with a bright moon, you and I see the rose in the river letting it float by default and then lie down on the booth to watch the moon, enjoying the breeze.
This river has left me with the best memories! Remembering the day when I was three years old, my mother took me to the river to bathe, I was scared and screamed. Then in the first grade year I left this river an unforgettable memory. Back then I could not swim. You invited me to the river to bathe. We played right next to the bank but did not dare go out in the middle of the river. The “red good” hat my mother bought this morning did not have a handle, I was dangling from my head and was blown away by the wind in the river. I panicked, rushed out to grasp. But not in time anymore, it floats far away, can not be taken anymore. I could not swim in the background, almost sunk into the riverbed. My friends can’t swim; Trouble holding hands, spread out in a long line so that I can grab it and get up. Just then my teacher passed and saw my hair bobbing on the river surface, so all my clothes jumped down and picked me up on the bank, my face was pale white, my stomach was full of water. The teacher turned me upside down and did CPR. A moment later I woke up, he carried me home. You all rejoice for me and love me. When I got home, my parents sent me to the infirmary. Two days later, I returned and went to the river to shower again. The cool river patted me like I was sorry. I breathed a sigh. River! The river is not at fault. It’s me who is at fault.
Forget about the mussel rafting and mussels stomping sessions along the riverbank. Those days are still bold in my memory. Oh the river! Country country river. The river is gentle on sunny days. The river is white in the summer showers, the river is often bloodshot, loudly flowing when flood waters come back. The river is also immersed in the dawn light. I love my country river like I love my gentle mother. Oh the Red River, the river was so angry that the waves sank the enemy ships into the riverbed. The river has embraced many dream memories of small souls.
“My hometown has a blue river
Mirror water in bamboo hairs … “
The river is probably one of the indispensable beautiful scenes of the countryside, especially the peaceful rural areas, leaving many beautiful childhood memories. What about the river passing through the bustling and bustling city? Everyone will probably have different answers, but to me, the Red River flowing through the city has an important place in my heart.
The Red River is a long and wide river. I heard from my father that the Red River flows through most of the Northern provinces and cities, so these provinces are collectively referred to as the Red River Delta. When did the Red River come from and where did I come from, I don’t know it well, I just know that the section that flows through the city where I live is long, maybe tens of kilometers, and its width, I can’t guess, but it was enough for ships and boats to pass by easily.
I heard from my teacher that the name of the Red River is derived from the eye-catching peach pink color all year round due to the rich rich alluvium that is good for soil and plants. The two sides of the riverbank are not dark green willow rows, falling as if they are charming, looking at a grooming mirror, but a long dike running along the river with houses on both sides. On hot summer days, you can sit under a large umbrella, enjoy the cups of tea sold on the dike bank and feel the cool breezes flowing in your hair or relax to watch the boats bustling. Also one of the ways to count time lapse.
The Red River water is not as clear as other rivers because it contains a lot of alluvium, moreover, every day on this river there are many boats traveling. Tall cargo ships, wooden rafts upstream and downstream or smaller boats are common objects on this vast river. Therefore, the Red River is a fast and convenient way for goods transportation for the Red River Delta provinces.
In the spring, the river water rises in abundance, the water color in this season is also darker than the water color in other seasons of the year. When summer comes, the river surface floats peacefully, bringing the fragrant southern winds into the village. Autumn comes, the scenery on both sides of the river is even more poetic, the willow trees drop “boats” with small beautiful willow leaves, shaking the water surface. Winter overflowed, the surface of the lake covered with a thin layer of steam, as if dancing on the river surface, the river water at that time was very cold and chilly.
The Red River is of great economic value, the river water has a lot of fertile alluvium, making the soil and plants always green and healthy, facilitating agricultural production and economic development. Not only that, the Red River is also a fast and convenient way of transporting goods and also provides us with a rich amount of seafood and also enriches and expands the fertile delta.
I really love the Red River because of the benefits it brings to the people and the beauty of the river at all times of the year. I will try to protect the environment and protect the river from pollution.
The Red River flows through my hometown. River between the green canal. The river surface is tinged red as color, so it is not named Red River. The river is as beautiful as a silk strip across the blue shirt of the Northern Delta. This river has been associated with my childhood. Me and the river have become close. In the mornings, the Red River is so popular! Each group of fishing boats fluttering white nets to clear the river surface. The singing and singing resounded. Surfing river surf again like questions. The two sides of the bank deposited dew on young grass leaves like tiny beads of pearls, glitter … the grass was wet with night dew, and the sisters and sisters went to pick seaweed, pick strawberries. In the morning, the children go out to the area to shower. We dived, shortened like dolphins. River Worm we to be, get the children of young soul, playful and naughty. The river was as gentle as a mother to her children. The gray-haired old people are plunging into the river, mothers busy bringing clothes and washing curtains. Summer afternoons or evenings with a bright moon, you and I see the rose in the river letting it float by default and then lie down on the booth to watch the moon, enjoying the breeze.
This river has left me with the best memories! Remembering the day when I was three years old, my mother took me to the river to bathe, I was scared and screamed. Then in the first grade year I left this river an unforgettable memory. Back then I could not swim. You invited me to the river to bathe. We played right next to the bank but did not dare go out in the middle of the river. The “red good” hat my mother bought this morning did not have a handle, I was dangling from my head and was blown away by the wind in the river. I panicked, rushed out to grasp. But not in time anymore, it floats far away, can not be taken anymore. I could not swim in the background, almost sunk into the riverbed. My friends can’t swim; Trouble holding hands, spread out in a long line so that I can grab it and get up. Just then my teacher passed and saw my hair bobbing on the river surface, so all my clothes jumped down and picked me up on the bank, my face was pale white, my stomach was full of water. The teacher turned me upside down and did CPR. A moment later I woke up, he carried me home. You all rejoice for me and love me. When I got home, my parents sent me to the infirmary. Two days later, I returned and went to the river to shower again. The cool river patted me like I was sorry. I breathed a sigh. River! The river is not at fault. It’s me who is at fault.
Forget about the mussel rafting and mussels stomping sessions along the riverbank. Those days are still bold in my memory. Oh the river! Country country river. The river is gentle on sunny days. The river is white in the summer showers, the river is often bloodshot, loudly flowing when flood waters come back. The river is also immersed in the dawn light. I love my country river like I love my gentle mother. Oh the Red River, the river was so angry that the waves sank the enemy ships into the riverbed. The river has embraced many dream memories of small souls.