Fifth grade prose poem: Mother Earth is ill.

After a hundred years of vicissitudes, Mother Earth became ill. She suffers from many diseases at the same time. Life is like a boat in the sea, it may be smooth sailing or hit a rock!

Mother Earth is ill. She is ill. Trees are her beautiful light. Man cuts down trees day and night at all costs for his own benefit. Now, the earth full of vitality is only a desolate bird song.

Mother Earth is ill. She has leukemia. All the ditches are the blood of her life Humans are desperate to dump garbage and throw scraps of paper into the river. Glittering garbage floats in the water and smells bad.

Mother Earth is ill. She has a fever. The blue sky is her beautiful skin. Factories built by human beings spit smoke into the sky.

Grade 5 of Yudong Central Primary School: Xu