Plastic paper bag drifting

I, in fact, nothing, but a colorful plastic bag paper. Since the little master used up, I waved me and threw it on the side of the road. The pedestrian stepped on me and the car passed through me. The black gas made me breathless. Sometimes I really want to make a trip, I want to leave this place, just right, when the wind blows, throw me in the river, I will do a drift. I came to the heart-protected ring of the river, the microwave-filled river, the little fish that was playing, and I felt the earth more beautiful. But when I drifted over, I broke this beauty. When there was industrial sewage everywhere, all the sewage pipes were led to it, and the fish here died a lot. The fish farmers on the shore were all frowning. Just when I was angry, I was caught by a net bucket. I looked up and saw it! It turned out to be a cleaner. I felt that the people who wore them on the street were so pure and kind as a cleaner. I was taken to the waste burning field, where the chimneys emitted gas, as if a large dyeing tank dyed the white and white clouds of the sky into black clouds. The gas here made me cough and I was sent. In the fire, the brakes became gray. I hope that what I saw today is not true. If it is true, I say to you, "People, you should protect the earth. Now the earth is in danger. Maybe our history will repeat itself, or it will become a glaciers. Times. People, go save the earth, maybe there is still a chance.