Jinjiang was called "Nan'an River" in the ancient Yue era. Jinjiang is the mother river of our people in Quanzhou. In my heart, it is like a long and endless dragon. For hundreds of years, this mother river has been full of water in spring and full of fish in autumn.
In the morning, the river surface was as quiet as a level. The sun came out, and thousands of rays of golden light shone on the river, making the waves sparkling. Jinjiang Village gradually wakes up under the sunshine.
At noon, Father Sun yawned, and the surface of the river seemed to be on fire, so red that it shone like it was wearing a piece of golden armor.
At dusk, the sun sets in the west, and a ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half river rustling and half river red. Gradually, Jinjiang fell into sleep.