In daily study, work or life, everyone has dealt with composition. Composition is a literary style that is composed of words and expresses the meaning of a theme through language organization after human thought and consideration. So, how to write an essay? Below are the excellent compositions of Xiaohe that I have compiled for everyone. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. Excellent composition on Xiaohe 1
When I came back from school, I happened to pass by the river in my hometown.
I couldn’t help but take a few more glances: Xiaohe is really a quiet girl. She used pebbles as necklaces and a pure water skirt to dress herself up and down. When wisps of sunlight shine on the lake, it reflects the sparkling ripples of the water, just like the gold powder, evenly sprinkled on the lake; and like bright diamonds, shining dazzlingly.
At the bottom of the river, water plants sway in the wind. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t know that the water surface is shaking. The river water is so clear! It's clear without any flaws, like a smooth mirror or the green jade. Small fish and shrimps swam out of the water from time to time, shaking their flexible little tails, as if to welcome me, the elegant guest by the river.
The river is uniquely beautiful in every season throughout the year. However, the most beautiful season for the river is autumn. Looking from a distance, the river looks like a piece of green silk with blossoms of green duckweed embroidered on it. Looking closer, gusts of autumn wind came slowly, blowing the ripples of water and flowing towards the red glow. People exercising by the river, people fishing on the river bank, and the beautiful river form a vivid landscape rendering.
Who would have thought that last year, the river water was so turbid that the bottom of the river was covered with garbage. There was a stench on the river, and the little fish was dying. Only its big eyes that would never close were still wide open, as if they were looking for a safe place in the sky.
I said, the river is like poetry and painting. No, she is quieter than poetry and more beautiful than painting. I said, the river is like a song or a dance. No, she is more beautiful than her songs and more charming than her dancing.
The small river is like a silk ribbon, with the rays of light looming; the water of the small river is shimmering, and the small waves rise and fall; the water of the small river is pure and clear, and the water is vast. It's getting late, I should go. I cast a reluctant glance at the river. ah! That little river in my hometown! Excellent essay on small river 2
The water in the small river in my hometown is cool, the fish are lively, the flowers, plants and trees by the river are full of vitality, and the people living by the river are also happy...
The small river in my hometown is my childhood paradise. In spring, I sometimes lie on the soft river bank, look at the blue sky and white clouds, and let go of my childhood dreams; sometimes I pick up the fishing rod and sit quietly on the soft river bank. On the grass, enjoying the warm sunshine while waiting for the fish to come. In summer, we grazed and played on the river beach, and fished and touched shrimps in the river. In autumn, there are endless wild chrysanthemums along the river. We pick and play here, and run and play here. In winter, the river in her hometown is even more interesting. She changed her past appearance and seemed to become a solemn thinker. The fish sank to the bottom and the river surface was solemn...
The river in her hometown left a trace I have lost too many memories.
Sometimes, I will close my eyes piously and tell my wishes to the river. Sometimes I will make a beautiful wish bottle, put the thousand origami cranes I folded out of paper, and gently Put it in the river and let the wish bottle carry my ideals and float slowly into the distance...
The river in my hometown is my good friend. Sometimes, I will help it beautify - clean the river surface. Sometimes, I will take her as my confidant and whisper to her. Sometimes, I will hold up a clear river water to wash my tired face and my hair...
The river in my hometown silently nurtures the people and the land in my hometown. In the morning, people carry basins of clothes and wash them on the stone steps on the shore. Girls and wives work by the river. , laughing happily. In the evening, people who had worked hard all day washed away the sweat on their bodies by the river and enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the river. The people in my hometown are enjoying joy and life by the river.
I love you deeply! The river in my hometown. Excellent essay on small river 3
The river water in my hometown is so clear, the river water in my hometown is so sweet, and the river water in my hometown is so fascinating to me. It is so beautiful all year round.
In spring, when the gentle wind melts the ice on its body, it sings "ding-dong-ding-dong" tirelessly. I think it is so happy! Whenever I lie on my back on the soft grass next to it and listen to its beautiful singing, I will fall asleep involuntarily. After waking up from the dream, I will continue to play with it. At this time, its singing turned into laughter...
In summer, the weather is always so hot, making people feel irritable. Whenever this happens, I will run to it, wash my face with a handful of cool water, and then fan it around my face with my hands. ah! So cool! I burst out laughing, and it laughed more happily than me...
In autumn, when the fish and shrimps get fatter, adults and children jump into its body with bare feet to catch fish and shrimps. I squatted next to it and watched people happily throwing fish one after another into the fish basket.
"Pa" a fish jumped out of the water and landed next to me. I smiled - was this a gift it gave me? Suddenly, I found a sycamore leaf floating on the river not far away, and it clearly carried a cute little ant, as if it was inviting me to go on a voyage together...
The boring winter is here, but little The riverside is not boring. Why? look! There is thick ice on the river. Are the children skating enthusiastically on the river? I saw the children sitting in the bathtub brought from home. With a slight push, the little friends could slide out far away with a "swish" sound. Seeing them having a great time, I also joined their team, and bursts of laughter spread far and wide...
The river in my hometown is so beautiful! I love the river in my hometown! Excellent essay on small river 4
There is a small river in my hometown. All year round, no matter when you go back, you can always see the river running happily.
The small river relies on the green mountains, is formed by the collection of mountain springs, and flows along the foot of the mountains. There are many tall bamboos and a patch of green grass beside the river. From a distance, the river looks like a green ribbon. At noon, the sun shines on the river, it is golden, as if the green ribbon is embedded with gold thread, it is very dazzling. If you look closer, the river water is crystal clear. If you look carefully, you can find many small fish and shrimps. They shuttle among the water plants and play freely. The water plants are also dancing with the water flow. Not far upstream, because of the stone bridge, a small waterfall was formed. The water flow was very fast, and the white waves rolled up and ran downstream. After running tired, they calmed down.
To say that this creek is our playground, I remember last summer vacation, my little cousin raised a few little ducks. So, every day we would take our "weapons" and run to the river. Jumping into the river, I gently sank a bamboo basket into the water. The small fish scattered in panic at first. When the bamboo basket stopped moving, they gradually relaxed their vigilance, and out of curiosity, they gathered again. In an instant, as soon as I lifted the basket, seven or eight fish entered the net, and we also shouted excitedly. Sometimes, we would also change our tactics. I asked my cousin to hold a bamboo basket and hold on to one spot while I drove the fish over. Now even the big fish couldn’t escape. After half a day, I took a look at our small bucket and realized that we have gained a lot.
When I return to Beijing, I will often think of this river. Especially when I am very tired from homework, I can't help but laugh when I think of the happy time spent in the creek, and I feel much more relaxed. Sometimes I dream about the river in my sleep, the clear river water flowing slowly, and the bamboos beside the river swaying in the wind. I love the river in my hometown. It carries many beautiful memories for me and always makes me look forward to seeing it again. Excellent composition of small river 5
In nature, rivers are gifts from God, bringing a little vitality to the earth. And the crystal water drops in the river are me.
In spring, I flowed into the forest. It's like a paradise there, with cute birds and hard-working bees singing for me, and tall trees using their lush leaves to block the sun for us, but the sun still sneaks in through the gaps playfully, like streaks Beautiful pillar of light. There were fish playing with me in the river. One fish jumped out and another... Brother Feng'er seemed to be teasing Sister Xiaohua and Brother Xiaocao, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves, swaying in the wind. ...
In summer, I flowed into the fields and walked in the fields. I looked at this, looked at that, it really made me dazzled. Suddenly, a farmer uncle came to me with a bucket, scooped out a bucket full of water, and then lifted it up. He kept praising me and saying, "This water is so clear!" I laughed happily and ran away. Faster...
In autumn, I came to the mountains. There is a bright red scene on the mountain. It turns out that Sister Feng dyed the maple trees on the mountain red! Pieces of maple leaves fell on my river with the wind, as if I was wearing a beautiful gauze dress. It was so beautiful.
In winter, I came to a city. The sky was so gray that I couldn't see the road clearly, and I started to feel a little scared. I started running hard, wanting to leave this "ominous place" as soon as possible. Suddenly, "Ouch!" my head was hit by something. I looked up and saw that it was a big garbage bag. The scattered garbage was floating on the surface of my river, and my smooth face immediately turned into a big painted face. . Oh my God! This is terrible! I never want to experience something like this again, and I never want to live in the city again.
I am a member of nature, and I hope that we can all protect our nature and our mother earth together! Excellent essay on small river 6
There is a small river in front of grandma's house, and there is a bridge on the river. Every time I go to grandma's house, this is the only way to pass. I love Xiaohe, and I love Xiaohe’s Si even more.
In spring, the weather is very warm, and both sides of the river are covered with various wild flowers. It has become a sea of ??flowers, attracting dancing butterflies and hard-working bees. At this time, a group of children also ran over. Some of them picked flowers to make garlands, some picked willow sticks to make willow rings, and some were playing...
In summer, the weather is hot.
In the afternoon, some children and adults soaked their feet here together, sleeping in the sunshine, shining with golden light. The children swam in the water like loaches, the adults washed clothes on the shore, and some were still catching fish! People left their laughter and laughter by the river...the river became lively with their decoration! At night, the river becomes quiet after a day of noise and flows quietly!
Autumn is here, the cool breeze is blowing, the air is crisp, and the harvest season for the farmers has arrived. You see, the rice is yellow and clear, and the farmer uncle is happy to see it. In the afternoon, my grandma took my brother and I to play by the river. At this time, a group of children sang songs, recited poems, and went home from school hand in hand. Suddenly the younger brother clamored to ask his grandmother to take him to school. Grandma smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's go to school." The younger brother grinned and said, "Great, I'm going to school too..." This innocent laughter kept echoing on the river... ...
In winter, the north wind blows, and Grandpa Dong comes with heavy steps. Overnight, the river was covered with a thick layer of cotton-padded jackets. The next morning, the river was very lively. The children put on colorful skates from home and slid up and down the river. Sometimes there was a long queue, and sometimes they were like small and exquisite swallows flying freely on it... < /p>
The river still flows so quietly, bringing the joy of the farmer’s harvest and leaving the children with a happy childhood... I love you, Xiaohe! Excellent composition on the river 7
Although the river in my hometown is not as attractive as the poets and painters described it, I love the river in my hometown as strongly as a person who loves his home. Although the river in my hometown is not as beautiful as the Lijiang River or as beautiful as the West Lake, it has its own unique beauty and unique charm.
The river flows quietly...
In the early morning, the rooster crows, waking me up from my sleep. I followed the winding path to the small stone bridge. The clear river water flows under the bridge, covered with a thin mist, flowing into the distance and disappearing...
The small river is a natural boundary. On the right is an endless vegetable greenhouse. In the morning mist, several farmhouses with red walls and white tiles can be seen in the distance, with rising wisps of smoke... On the left is a rich cornfield. A path stretches out from the ground, all the way to the bluestone slab by the river. On the bluestone slab, a peasant girl is washing her clothes.
The creek, the ripples of the farm.
At dusk, I came to the river, sat on a long stone bench under the willow shade, and carefully observed the ripples of the river's water. The river water is so clear, as clear as the pure eyes of an innocent girl. The flowing water is as green as a stack of thick glass, and you can clearly see the fish and gravel at the bottom of the river.
Look at such a clear river, the fatigue of the day has been washed away, all the troubles in the world will be rippled away, and the dust in the soul will be washed away. I really want to melt into this glass-like water and become a drop of emptiness and clarity.
The gurgling river singing songs.
The river flows day and night. It is tender and affectionate, like the jade arms stretched out by a quiet young girl; it is also like a persistent little partner who is constantly searching and searching...
Like a dome tent The blue sky lies quietly at the bottom of the river, as if the blue sky and clear water merge together. Clusters of wild flowers and clusters of thin willows by the river are dressing up in front of the natural long mirror, and even the leaves and petals are reflected clearly. The blue waves are rippling, and the shadows of trees and flowers are also swaying, as if nature is holding a grand dance, bending down together, chasing each other, and hugging each other tightly.
Little river! I love your unpretentious beauty!
No matter when or where, I always feel: There is a blue river rippling in my heart, and an indescribably clear water flows in my veins... Excellent composition of Xiaohe 8
"Hua Hua Hua, Hua Hua Hua..." This is the Xiaohe musician playing music. With the beat of the music, stones and buds danced a ballet; trees and green leaves danced a beautiful rumba; flowers and flower branches danced a gorgeous and noble waltz. This beautiful dance attracted the attention of the bird singer, and it also came to sing.
On the sparkling river, the sun plays freely on the river. The river is like being covered with crystals, twinkling; the straight trees beside the road stretch out their green and vigorous flowers. branches, their shadows are reflected on the creek, like tall guards, guarding the creek; the golden rapeseed flowers, orange jasmine flowers, and pink peach blossoms by the river are like decorations, dressing the creek. A colorful piece of clothing.
Take a deep breath, the air is filled with the aroma of earth, and the fishy smell that has accumulated all winter. Oh, it turns out that the smell of spring is not only fragrant, but also a little fishy. Leaving the riverside, the aroma of winter jasmine immediately hit my nose. This outing made me realize that the spring river is still a multi-flavor bottle.
Sitting on the pebbles on the shallow river bed, I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of spring. Even the small fish in the river couldn't help but jump out of the water to see this beautiful spring scene; the naughty butterflies, Sometimes I dance among the flowers, and sometimes I take photos on the river, for fear that my makeup will be messed up. "The plan for the year lies in spring." In the field on the other side, a farmer wearing a straw hat swung a hoe.
How beautiful and peaceful the river is in spring.
I hope next spring the river will be clearer and louder. Xiaohe's Excellent Composition 9
The cold winter waves away to us, and the warm spring waves to us again. Spring is here, and the small river that has been imprisoned all winter moves its spiritual body again and sings its sweet and sweet song...
In the field, the small river sings a happy song . The seedlings, rapeseed flowers, and the lively and cute tadpoles in the pond all pricked up their little ears: The seedlings listened to this song and said: "What a beautiful song! I really want to see who sang it!" "
Then she stretched her body and ran up, growing taller and longer... Rapeseed listened to this song and said: "What a beautiful song! I should let my brothers and sisters sing!" Come out and listen to this song together!" So I couldn't help but call out my brothers and sisters to listen to Xiaohe's song together. In an instant, the fields were filled with golden flowers... After listening to the song, the tadpoles said: "What a beautiful song! Let's dance together!" So everyone jumped up and down to the song. Then, their calves grew. When the frog mother saw it, her face showed a look of relief and joy, and she said: "My child has grown up!"... In the forest, the river sang a crisp song. All the trees listened quietly: after listening to this song, the pine tree said: "Spring is here, and it's time for me to change my appearance!" So it happily took off its thick, snow-white cotton coat... The ginkgo tree After listening to this song, I said: "Spring is here, and I have to get ready to welcome my little baby!" So I was energetic and ready to bear my own fruits... After listening to this song, the sycamore tree He said: "Spring is here, look at me, I am so energetic!" Then he happily expanded his "belly" and grew thick "hair"... In the alley, the river sang a loud song. After school, the children jumped to the river, listened to the song of the river, bathed in the warm sunshine, and played with their friends... In the city, the river sang a bright song. Beside the road with bad air, it sings songs to help people purify the air... The awakening of the river in spring brings different benefits to all things. ah! Spring river, I love you! Xiaohe's Excellent Composition 10
What sound is it, like a song? What kind of light flows into the distance like a golden ribbon? What kind of scent makes people salivate?
Ah! The river wakes up! Dancing its gorgeous body towards the earth, flowing forward. It dances to the beat of the grass and sings to the rhythm of the stones.
The river in March is the harp of spring.
Every flowing ripple is a gentle string. The fine white waves of the drums are beating the cheerful and rhythmic drum beats; the sound of the water waves is loud and quiet for a while, echoing the honking of car horns and the tinkling of bicycles on the side of the road; the small sound , is talking to the strange stones on the shore; the sound of the stones hitting the shore is like the sound of wind blowing through the grass; the sound of rushing water is reporting to people that spring is coming, spring is coming Got it!
The river in March is the mirror of spring.
It saw the firm and powerful straight posture of the big tree; it saw the willow trees beside the path inlaid with green gems, floating in the wind like mist and smoke; it saw the golden rapeseed flowers. It opened its bright and beautiful smile, and its charming figure was intoxicating; it saw a group of children coming to the river, and waves immediately appeared on the bottom of the water; it saw the fragrant flowers rising very early on the side of the path. The smell of scones------
The creek in March is like a Manchu-Han banquet.
Every tree, every grass, and rapeseed flower is a fragrant green vegetable. The earthy umami smell is like a puff of fish meat. The rocks on the shore are big, plump pieces of fat. The flowing river is the most delicious soup in the world. This Man-Han banquet really makes people unable to control their mouths.
I made up a little poem for the river:
The river is roaring
The birds are singing
The stones are accompaniment
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The willow trees blow in the wind
The flowers straighten their backs
The river comes to dance
Everyone Applause
Look, I made up my own little poem. I hope the river will be happy and flow faster when it knows this little poem I made for him.
Spring river, I love you! Xiaohe's Excellent Composition 11
I finally know that we, humans, need to save water resources.
We are living a good life now, because there are four huge Pacific Oceans, so we don’t have to worry about running out of water. The faucet turned on, "squeaky", and after washing, it stayed on like this! Never save water!
Until one day, a large fire appeared in the crystal of the God of Death, which required a lot of water to wash away. The eagle of the God of Death came to the world and said, "Wow, there is so much water underground, enough to make the crystal clear." The fire is extinguished. Anyway, you don’t save water. This is what happens if you don’t save water!” As he said it, he recited a spell, and all the water entered the crystal. It drew a circle and entered the circle by itself. flew away.
I was shocked when I saw all this. I turned on the faucet, really! Oh, I thought it was fun just now!
I don’t believe it. I want to go to the sea to see if there is really no water. On the way, I saw the towering tree. In autumn, it will not turn yellow, but now in spring, it has turned yellow due to lack of water. Looking at the flowers again, the original smiling face turned into a sad face.
Walking further, I saw humans, who were holding children, crying, screaming, regretting, terrified and in chaos. Some people said that they should not have failed to save water in the past, and if some water had another chance, they would definitely save water. I thought: What is the use of this?
Finally, when I arrived at the ocean, I saw the ocean. There was not a drop of water. There were fish everywhere, even the sharks, were scorched to death by the blazing sun.
Human beings, it’s all our fault. There is so much water, we waste it, waste it! The situation is like today. Now there is not a drop of water in the four oceans and seven continents. Even an apple has been sold for more than 70,000 yuan. If you want to drink water, you can only drink the rare milk from the cow... I was scared out of my mind. Covered in cold sweat, I stood up suddenly, oh, it turned out to be a dream, and I felt relieved.
Let us protect water resources together and don’t let the last drop of water become our tears! Excellent essay on river 12
I love the river in my hometown. In spring, the river is very clear. My friends and I often go to the river to play together after school. Sometimes he rolls on the grass, sometimes throws stones into the river, sometimes he climbs up a tall willow tree, picks many branches and leaves, and makes a straw hat to wear on his head. Thousands of willow branches from each willow tree hang down into the clear river water, gently brushing the water. The breeze blows, and the willow branches move across the water, like Miss Chun whispering to Sister River.
In summer, the creek has become our paradise for recreation. My friends and I came here in groups. Sometimes, we collectively collected wild flowers from the shore and made them into garlands to wear on our heads; sometimes, we rolled up our pants and went down to the river to catch crabs, fish and shrimp; sometimes, we divided into two groups and played with sandbags on the river bank. ; There were even naughty boys who jumped into the river to bathe and have water fights. It was fun for everyone to play and make trouble.
Autumn is a harvest season. If you go to the river at this time, you will taste the sweet and sour wild sweet potatoes. They are hiding in the grass on the river bank. You can peel them off with your hands, pick them and wash them before eating. If we are lucky, it has just rained a few days ago, and we can also pick up fresh and tender mushrooms, take them home and make soup to drink, which is very delicious. Just thinking about it now makes me salivate.
In winter, the river becomes quiet and the willow leaves all fall off. They will contribute to the fertility of the land in the coming year. The weather is getting cold, and some friends are afraid to go out to play, but I still like to walk by the river. The winter grass droops its head and is getting intimate with Grandpa Earth. I was also naughty and jumped up. It was so soft and comfortable to step on!
I love the river in my hometown! Excellent essay on small river 13
In my hometown, there is a very charming small river flowing. She is like a green ribbon, tightly surrounding the entire village and becoming a unique landscape.
In spring, the water in the river has just thawed, and ducks, geese and other livestock can’t wait to chase and play in the water. It can be called the “duck prophet of spring river water warmth”. The graceful willow trees on both sides of the strait, caressed by the warm spring breeze, leisurely stretch their long green hair, looking very delicate. Rhododendrons, roses, roses... well-known ones, unknown ones, some are in bud, and some are blooming "unscrupulously" brightly and movingly.
When summer comes, the creek is particularly lively. After dinner, people came here in twos and threes to walk, enjoy the cool air, and play chess, having a great time. The river seems to have become a refuge for everyone. The water plants by the river, covered with the golden coat of the setting sun, are reflected in the sparkling waves, like a shy girl.
In autumn, the banks of the river are full of wild chrysanthemums, making you want to throw yourself into their arms unconsciously. Countless fallen leaves fluttered and scattered, slowly fell into the river, and floated away along the water, like a leaf-leaf boat. Lying on the grass and looking up at the sky, the sky is extraordinarily high at this time, and the special blue sky and white clouds are also more pure and beautiful.
In winter, the water in the river is covered with thick ice. There are many children skating in the river. Everyone has cheerful smiles on their faces. The river is smiling like a kind old grandfather. , as if to say: "Children, you must be careful."
The river accompanied me quietly like a good friend. But I don’t know when, this good friend disappeared. The surface of the river was filled with garbage. Gradually, the water in the river became smelly, and the lovely river disappeared. Now I miss that lovely river very much and often dream about it, just like dreaming about my good friend. Excellent composition of the river 14
"Woo, woo, woo..." came bursts of crying. Who is crying sadly there? It's me, I am a small river, you ask me why I cry ?Listen to me and tell you slowly.
In the past, my river was crystal clear, and there were fish and shrimps swimming happily in the water. People came here to play and play whenever they had free time.
In spring, people come to the river to catch fish and shrimps, and the children come to the river to play and have a great time; in summer, people come to my place to play, some swim on their backs, some swim like frogs, Some swim freely... I am also very happy to see them having fun; in autumn, when the leaves fall on the river, it is beautiful like small boats floating back and forth; in winter, people come to the river to skate and ski , I was also infected by their laughter, smiling all day long.
However, with the passage of time, the once clear river water has now turned into pitch-black smelly water. There is often a lot of garbage floating on the water: plastic bottles, garbage bags... and the grass on the riverside has gradually become sparse. , withered; there are also some factories that discharge sewage directly into the river without treatment, making the river water dirty and smelly. Whenever the wind blows, the stench hits your nostrils, and it's really disgusting to smell it.
People gradually moved away from my sight. Sometimes they passed by and covered their noses, frowned, and sighed from time to time: "Why is it so dirty and smelly?" After hearing this, my heart felt like It was like a knife cutting me, and I was completely changed beyond recognition, so I had to cry alone in sadness.
I hope people will hear my cry, take good care of me and protect me, so that I can return to the original Xiaohe in people’s hearts! Excellent Xiaohe Composition 15
I have lived with my grandma since I was a child. There is a crystal clear river not far from my grandma’s house. My friends and I often go there to play. Sometimes we forget the time while playing, and grandma and the adults come looking for us with flashlights. When we got home, there was always a lesson, and grandma would always hold the bamboo stick high, and finally fall gently on me. But our interest in the river has not diminished at all, and we still went to play by the river the next day.
In spring, after a burst of spring rain, grass sprouted more than two inches high from the ground, and the water in the creek also swelled a lot. At this time, I picked a small wild flower and stuck it in my ear like a girl. Then I ran to the river, lay down on the ground, and smiled at the river. At this time, a man wearing a wild flower on his head also appeared on the river. The silly boy smiled at me.
In summer, my friends and I swam naked in the river and had water fights. The river is not deep at this time, and the shallow water is dotted with round or strange-shaped stones. You can also see finger-sized crabs, small fish, and shrimps playing in the water. We often catch these small crabs and shrimps for fun, and we even dig a hole by the river and have a barbecue.
In autumn, the air is crisp and clear, and the leaves are falling on the river, like small boats loaded with goods, slowly sailing forward, leaving our crisp laughter on the river bank.
In winter, river water often freezes. At this time, my friends and I were even more happy. We picked up a stone, cracked a piece of ice, put it in our mouth and licked it. It was cool and seemed to have a slight sweetness, just like eating popsicles. Yes, enjoy it. We will also hold a stone-skating competition on the river. We pick up a flat stone, tilt our body and smash the stone on the ice and slide quickly. Everyone claps with joy. I like this river that brings me endless happiness.