亲爱的小河:记得我小时候,你碧波荡漾、清澈见底,五彩缤纷的花儿在你身边为你舞蹈,碧绿的小草在你周围守护着你。肥得流油的大鱼栖息其间,活泼的小虾在你那里安家,还不时有一群群大鸭带着几只小鸭游过,在你怀里优哉游哉地戏水。小时候,我总爱坐在爷爷腿上望着你发呆,看着你调皮地将欢乐的水花溅上岸来。有时我会去摘根芦苇,把它垂向你,像钓鱼似的戏耍,坐在河堤边的我仿佛能听见你欢快的歌声。 Dear Creek: I remember when I was young, you blue waves, crystal clear, colorful flowers for your dance for you, green grass guarding you around you. Fat fat big fish perch, lively shrimp in your house, but from time to time there are a group of large ducks swimming with a few ducklings, leisurely swimming in your arms Zuai Zai. As a kid, I always love sitting in my grandpa looking at you in a daze, watching you playfully splashing the joy of splashing ashore. Sometimes I will go to pick the root of reeds, put it down to you, like a fish-like play, sitting on the side of the embankment I seem to hear your cheerful song.