Future world

What kind of scenery is the future world? I came to the future world with questions. But the world here is very different from what I imagined. When I was a child, I looked at the blue sky and the blue sky. The future world is colorful and wonderful, and everything is intelligent. The sky there is more blue, people breathe fresh air, sweet spring waters the earth, the world is full of life, people can run on the vast prairie, can listen to the call of the sea. There is no more difference between poverty and wealth in the world, and people live a life of unparalleled ease and carefree. When the night falls, the moon is empty, and the stars are shining with dazzling light. People download songs and dances in the moonlight. No matter where they are, they can hear the cheerful songs, and the whole world is filled with laughter. The future world has no war and is a symbol of peace.

But all this is just fantasy. The cruel reality instantly destroys my dreams. The future world wars are frequent. The air is filled with smoke. People are suffering from the war. The earth has become riddled with holes. Because this is a high-tech era. The nuclear weapons used by humans have seriously damaged the ecological environment. There is no clear river water. The blue water turns into dirty sewage, which makes the life of the underwater world unable to survive. The sea is no longer the sea, no longer the seabed. The home of animals. And the blue sky has become unrecognizable, it is no longer the mother of raising white clouds. The air is no longer fresh and people live in pain.

“Ah, how could this be?” It turned out that our ancestors deforested, destroyed the environment, led to the greenhouse effect, melting glaciers, rising sea levels, flooding many cities, making people unable to survive, people began to regret, but now It’s too late to regret it. Looking at all this, I really feel sad for humanity.

"Oh..." The alarm clock rang, and the mother heard the voice of the mother: "Get up, little lazy" was a dream! But I really hope that this does not happen.

Looking up at the window, a white dove soars under the blue sky.

The second day: Ding Qiaohong