It is said that having mountains and water is a good place for people to live. There was water in front of my mother's house, just down the street, less than fifty meters from home. We call it the Loop, or Ditch, and this small river brings too much convenience to the lives of our neighbors around us.
When I was young, the river never dried up, and it flowed like a stream with clear water for many years. The creek was narrow enough to be two meters at that time. The water can be three meters wide in a wide place, and the clean beach can be three meters wide, and there is not a single grass, and the water level changes from deep to shallow, so deep that the water is green to the root of the thigh. (Look at the picture of the frozen ice below now is the location I said above) The place where the laundry used to be was the turquoise deep water, and the opposite side was a very wide sand, and now the beach is gone.
Further up is a bend with a right angle, where the water can be one meter wide and the depth is basically the same, the beach is wide, the width can be five or six meters, and every spring and summer on the beach grows a small green grass with unknown names (we call it tearing uneven) There is no weed, attracting beautiful and small blue flower butterflies. (Now the beach is gone, the grass is gone, the weeds are overgrown, and I never see the beautiful little butterflies of my childhood anymore) This little river flows from far upstream around the village to ours and further east, twisting and turning and finally flowing to the sea.
When I was a child, I played barefoot and playmates in the water in the summer, played with mud cannons, and shouted that you don't ring I don't [cover your face] [sneak a smile] Upstream bend is a hidden place for bathing, you can play water fights. Fish at the base of the tree and around the bend, there are jie gua fish (crucian carp) ni le gou fish (loach), on rainy days wading through the water to pick up stones (inside is black stone, my family was picking up stones at that time my grandfather built the wall) to catch sand. After eating in the summer, go to the branches of the ditch to catch dragonflies.
Skating on the ice in the winter, sledding, (homemade) playing tops. I can wash my clothes for many years, and this little river has grown up with me.
Now I have gone home and come here to wash clothes, but the river has lost its former appearance, the rain in the first two years has dried up, the fish are gone, (the polluted river water has not had a fish for many years) began to have a horse heart strip, some called horse strips (leeches), the small river can now have more than a meter wide water, the beach is gone, and the bend that wants to go up can not be passed. Overgrown with weeds, the sand that used to be crystal clear has become a mudflat, the garbage bottle tiles are everywhere, and the neighbors have widened the vegetable garden and narrowed the river channel, never to think about going barefoot again! In the first two years, I threw the garbage into the garbage bin of the neighboring tun, and when I met two neighbors, I teased me, saying: "The ditch is so close to the ditch, don't throw it so far", I said it was not far, when I walked, I walked to it, (less than two hundred meters from my mother's house, less than a hundred meters away from the two neighbors) Some people are one step closer to the garbage bin and are not walking, see the ditch near the garbage bin, take a few more steps is the garbage bin, ta also throw it into the ditch. That time, I also met the squad leader who came to my mother's house, and I said, "There are garbage bins everywhere, why do we still throw garbage into the ditch?" It's all about zuo, and finally polluting the sea, and we're going to eat that seafood." Now there are garbage points, the ditch is also dug with a trencher, the garbage is also less, this year there is more rain, several times the water rushed, but still can not find the previous feeling.
Now think about how much I wish the river could return to the sandy beach of my childhood, with the green grass and blue flowers and butterflies, and the turquoise and clear river. Unfortunately, that can only be a good memory of childhood, and Xiaohe will never go back to the way it used to be!
Ending: I really hope that everyone loves the environment, does not litter garbage, loves mountains and rivers, loves nature, and everyone should start from themselves.