Hometown of White River

There is a river in my hometown, she is our mother river - Baihe. She is like a jade belt passing through the city, leading to the distance.

In the morning, the White River, which was quiet for one night, was awakened by the morning exercisers. Some are swimming, some are fishing, and some are playing Tai Chi. After a while, the sun shone on the water and the golden light shone. The colorful dots on the river, the people swimming are swimming far away. A gust of wind blew across the river and slammed on the rocks. After a gust of wind, the White River resumed its original smooth flow.

The crystal clear dew is shining and the wind is screaming, as if it is cool. The green grass on the shore is like a huge green carpet, and it looks like a green bed. At this time, the river surface was raised with a layer of dark mist. After a while, the sun came out, the water mist on the river gradually subsided, and the dew could not find a shadow. The sun shines on the green leaves, sparkling, beautiful, and pleasing to the eye. At this time, the fishing boat began to work, and the sound of the "dudu toot" sounded through the original silence. After a while, the ships to and from Moon Island are also busy, and the White River is beautiful again.

At noon, the sun shines on the water, and the White River is like a golden armor, rolling and rushing. At this time, the sun shone on the green grass. Suddenly, a white butterfly flew into the grass and danced on the grass. After a while, it flew away quietly. At noon, the White River is also very busy. In the morning, the aunt and uncle, who took the boat to Luna Island, will come back by boat, so the sound of the toot's motor echoes in the ear, and the Baihe River is busy again.

In the evening, the Baihe Bridge is full of traffic, and it is full of excitement. The neon lights on the bridge are spectacular. Sometimes it looks like two rows of floats, sometimes like a train, you chase after me, no one is allowed, sometimes like a float, slowly, sometimes the lights flash, the lights are reflected in the water, Like a landscape painting on the water, the White River turns into a colorful river. The street lamps on both sides of the White River are like a parade of 10,000 people, guarding the mother river.

I love my hometown and love Baihe in my hometown.

The fifth grade of the 32nd National Small Town of Wancheng District, Nanyang City, Nanyang City, Henan Province: 734785988