Imagine a first-grade composition: If I were a stream.

I am a stream, a clear stream. I have a crystal-clear body. The fish saw it and said curiously, "So I look like this!" " "The girl who loves beauty saw it and looked around beside me, turned around and made an expression to see if she was beautiful. Ding-dong-look, a naughty boy threw stones at me, which made me cry and frowned.

I am a stream, a stream that loves music. My dexterous and soft fingers are playing songs, beautiful melodies are flowing from my fingers, and colorful notes are flying above my head. Everything on the shore is clapping for me. Xifeng passed by here. She's my agent! Her main job is to promote me and bring my singing to every corner of the world.

I am a stream, a stream that brings happiness to everyone. Children love me, love to put their feet into my body, flapping up and down, splashing, water mixed with children's laughter; Flowers and plants love me, love my generosity, and let them drink enough water at one time; The bird loves me and my natural golden voice. I think how jealous she is of me!

I am a stream, a persistent and happy stream.