A happy stream runs day and night. There is always an echo of his singing in the valley. The sun came out and waved to him; The moon is out. Smile at him. In his eyes, everything in the world is as fresh and happy as himself!
small
The stream is flowing and playing. He patted the colorful pebbles on the shore for a while, touched the grass sticking out of his head in the sand for a while, bothered to chase his tadpoles for a while, and let those float for a while.
Small leaves form a circle. Small leaves are not afraid, gently turned twice, continue to float forward. Little tadpoles are a little ticklish, so they swim to the shore as soon as possible. Tadpoles with legs still learn to push like mother frogs.
Legs.
The stream ran forward with a smile, and a boulder stopped him. He jumped twice and rushed up, and nothing could stop him from running. His singing is clear, and the echo in the valley is crisp, which makes people forget fatigue and sadness.
Later, the stream came to a place where there was a dead stump and a yellow weed. The dead stump is very old, and the yellow grass leaves are not young.
he
The children saw a lively and happy stream coming and asked strangely, "Hey-Stream, where are you going so happy?" Xiaoxi replied, "Of course, to the front!" Dead stump sighed and said:
"Alas, alas, dead tired also means nothing. Stop and stay here. Although it is not particularly good, it is not bad! " Xiaoxi looked at them and smiled: "Why? Don't! Can't stay! "
In a blink of an eye, the stream left them behind and ran straight ahead. There was a village in front, and the water mill in the village was waiting for him to run!
The stream ran tirelessly like this, and gradually other streams joined him, and the stream grew up like this!