Small bridge? Flowing water? People

The sun shone from the cracks of the trees, and the curved bridges were quietly watching the people coming and going. The sound of the flowing water was a wonderful symphony, sparkling on the water. Clear reflections of small bridges and trees...

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The small bridge that bends on the river, like a man on the back of the river, people from the river bank pass by here, talking and laughing; the little friends are running here and playing around; the pedestrians pass by here, rushing... The clear stream of water laughed and ran all the way, seemingly tireless, rushing to the distance, and his companions, merged into the river, the river... The grass got the moisture of the dew, stretched out from the fragrant soil, hit a Yawning, a small head emerged; the wildflowers were encouraged by the sun, slowly drilling out the barrier of the soil, rubbing the blink of an eye, incredulously looking at everything in front of you; the messenger of spring - the swallow, happy tweet, toward People declare the arrival of spring. The same is true of spring, and the harmonious and beautiful scenes are displayed in front of people.

The messenger of Xia is not so gentle, he is a big guy, took over half of the spring girl's flower basket and began to weave. The children were infected by his magical powers, thumped, jumped into the river, and played a game of water, and it was a pleasure. But there are still some quiet children, who sit quietly on the shore, admire the delicate lotus, or close their eyes and smell the fragrance of the lotus. The dense trees on the shore open a green shade for the children and watch them silently. The messenger of Xia, turning everything into a vivid ink painting, is no less than spring.

Autumn, depicting the harvest of this season, the village is rich in chestnut, every season, every family will go up the mountain to fight chestnuts. Going up the mountain to go through the small bridge, the small bridge became the road to the riches of this village, the people who got the harvest, through the small bridge, the clear stream reflected the happy smile on people's faces, reflecting the joy of their hearts. Occasionally, there will be fallen leaves, falling in the water in an elegant posture, with the stream, floating and floating, drifting into the distance...

Winter, like a vicissitudes of grandfather, he brought a cold white snow world, snowflake is like a winter elf, and Tingting's drifting to the earth. Everything in the village is covered with snow, you! The cedar on the shore is like a soldier who stands on the post; look! The rolling hills are like a white snow castle; the small bridge is covered with white snow. Under the small bridge, there are even crystal ice rinks telling the cold of winter. Everything around it was quiet, and it seemed that I was afraid of angering the messenger of winter.

Small bridges, flowing water, and people have become three essential parts of this village. This village is my hometown. Now there are both quaint little houses and small buildings. Xiaoqiao, still sitting on the river, is the road to getting rich; the water is still running tirelessly and flowing into the distance; people are changing every day and getting better and better. Small bridge, flowing water, people, how harmonious a scene!

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