Walking with Books —— Review of Yuncheng Series 1
The Yellow River is the mother river of our Chinese nation. Since ancient times, it has nurtured generations of Chinese sons and daughters and nurtured a great Chinese civilization. She used to be so beautiful: the waves were rolling, the forest was dense, the water plants were rich and the melons and fruits were fragrant, which was the place where our ancestors thrived. The poet Li Bai once vividly described the magnificence of the Yellow River: "Didn't you see how the water of the Yellow River entered the ocean from heaven and never came back?" However, with the change of climate and the uncontrolled reclamation of human beings, trees fall down one by one, the vegetation on the Loess Plateau is constantly destroyed, the soil structure becomes sparse, and plants become more and more scarce. The water in the past has turned into pale bare stones and dry yellow sand, and the clear river has lost its original beauty and clarity. Therefore, I propose to launch the "Save Mother River" action. Everyone should start from me and take an active part in caring for the natural environment and ecological conditions from now on. Put forward the following initiatives:
First, actively carry out afforestation activities and build red scarf forests. Every young pioneer should take part in a tree planting activity once a year to contribute to improving the soil vegetation in the Yellow River basin.
Second, save water. Put an end to those bad water habits, water the flowers with vegetable washing water and wipe the floor with laundry water to reduce the waste of water resources.
Third, it is forbidden to discharge sewage and keep the water source clean. Students should not only take care of their own water resources, but also actively supervise those behaviors that damage the environment.
All rivers run into a sea, and sand accumulates into a tower. As long as everyone gives a little love, the water of the Yellow River will never stop flowing, and the habitat of the Chinese nation will always be covered with green. May Mother Yellow River be young forever!
Walking with Books —— Review of Yuncheng Series II
A handful of loess has shaped thousands of you and me in Qian Qian. The vein is the Yangtze River and the artery is the Yellow River. "It should be said that as long as you are from China, no one does not know the Yellow River. This great river that appeared in Asia, with its great and powerful power, has nurtured generations of Chinese sons and daughters for thousands of years.
Ah! Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation. Since then, in the process of historical progress, Chinese sons and daughters have developed our nation's primitive civilization on your vast alluvial plain, making the Yellow River quickly become the economic and political center of China culture. The distant historical memory there has gone down in history. Leave many unforgettable memories. Some are written into myths and legends. Yellow River! You come from ancient times, and you rush to the future.
As the saying goes: "How can the water of the Yellow River move to the sky and not return to the sea?" Yes! Your river, your tributaries, like an iron arm, extends to the north and south banks, supporting the earth.
Don't waste this long river! In the past few years, because we destroyed the environment around the Yellow River, we got the whip of the Yellow River, which is the mother of water, drought, flood, water pollution and so on. As this generation of China people, we love our motherland. Please devote yourself to saving the Yellow River, starting from our own seats and starting from bit by bit.
Walking with Books —— Review of Yuncheng Series No.3
Students, do you still remember the mother river? With a huge mind, she gave birth to 5,000 years of Chinese civilization; He raised the Chinese nation with his huge body. The mother river, with its magnificent scenery and long history, has made many people write immortal chapters and sing heartily.
"You didn't see how the water of the Yellow River moved out of the sky and into the ocean, and never came back." Li Bai's song seemed to reverberate in our ears, but our mother, the Yellow River, was black and blue-people cut down, grazed and dug sand at will, which could erode the earth's body and make our mother's body worse and worse every day. As a result, the vegetation is becoming more and more sparse, and a large amount of sediment is washed into the body of our mother, the Yellow River, and changed color. People throw garbage into the river again, and even the factories don't let go of our Yellow River mother-they let a lot of garbage flow into the river. What we are doing now is like hurting our own mother. "Leaves fall like waterfalls, but I think the long river is always rolling forward." Du Fu stood on the top of the mountain, moaning and lamenting, as if predicting that our mother river would be devastated in China thousands of years later.
Suppose that if all rivers dry up, animals will die, farmers' uncles will stop growing vegetables, people will have no food and no water, then human beings will be on the verge of extinction.
People, save water quickly, otherwise, we really can't survive. Let's cherish water resources and don't let our human tears become the last drop of water in the world.
Walking with Books —— Review of Yuncheng Series IV
The sun sets, taking away impetuous dust and gorgeous colors, stroking the helpless feelings of the Yellow River.
Today is the weekend. I am in a bad mood these days. There is a knot in my heart, as stubborn as an iron lock, entrenched in my heart, locking the fighting spirit and blocking the sunshine. Walking on the banks of the Yellow River, my sister accompanied me to talk about the future. I know, she is trying to help me out of my confusion.
The beautiful sunset glow looks at me, the sad melody rises slowly with the sunset glow, and the light shines slightly through the gray sky. Inadvertently, my eyes turned to the Yellow River, which has been called mother for thousands of years. She is really old, and the years of meat cutters have left a deep impression on her face. My mind suddenly jumped out of the young face of "mother" left in the history textbook: clear sea water, lush shore, light figure, crisp laughter ... In the face of my old mother, I want to laugh inexplicably, although my heart is bitter and sour. Yellow River, poor mother, why can't you even protect yourself? You can totally shake the world with floods. Who can stop your progress? My sister patted me on the back when she saw my Gherardini expression. I came to my senses and complained bitterly about my confusion. Sister smiled gently and said with emotion, "Silly child, if you do this, she will not be the mother river." Since ancient times, there have been only cruel children and no cruel parents! "
The sunset can't hide the tiredness, and the drowsiness is getting stronger. But in order to go home, she still tried to sprinkle the last ray of setting sun on the vast land, and sent some comfort to those who were waiting at home: as long as the sun is there, there is hope.
The ripples of the Yellow River sparkled in the afterglow of the sunset. Who can read her feelings? Over the years, she has shed youth and blood on this land. I can't forget that the clear river moistens the seedlings, and the harvested rice waves to her in the wind; I can't forget that sweet river, which lived in barrels for thousands of families and flowed into the children's mouths. Pomegranate mouth is the most beautiful picture she has ever seen. I can't forget the sound of three or five groups of girls washing clothes on the shore, which is the most beautiful melody she has ever heard. She opened her heart and let her children ask for everything they have. She is very happy and enjoys it.
I don't know when it started. I set up cobweb-like wires and chimneys in the rice fields around me, which opened a gap for sewage discharge. I don't know when the busy figure disappeared from the rice fields, the singing of the pole disappeared on the shore, and the beautiful images of the girls washing clothes disappeared. The Yellow River is lonely, lost and sad. She doesn't know what she did wrong. Why did her children leave her?
Later, she felt unwell. Her blood became yellow and sticky, occasionally accompanied by stench; Her face is no longer beautiful, freckles seem to appear overnight; Her clothes are no longer clean, and she is covered in dirt. What she smells is no longer fresh and fragrant, what she sees is no longer an angelic smile, and what she hears is no longer a silvery sound.
Recently, she often has hallucinations: she saw the magical city in fairy tales, where high-rise buildings spewed toxic smoke, moving beasts suddenly howled, and monsters spewed venom day and night ... These nightmares haunted her, making her often wake up in the middle of the night and wet her pillow towel with cold sweat.
Maybe I am really old, and the older I get, the more lonely I feel. She misses the past and those lovely children.
The moon sneaked up the treetops, and the cold light reflected the face of the mother river, mixed with loneliness. In a trance, I heard voices, like crying, like moaning, like calling, like talking. ...
In the vast universe, nothing seems to exist, only I stand beside my mother and listen to her heart quietly. I understand her pain and her persistence. All the efforts, she is willing, no regrets.
I was startled. How can we bear such a mentality? How can we be firm as iron and take it lightly? A deep sense of guilt rose from the bottom of my heart, filled my chest and oppressed me almost to suffocate.
"I'm sorry, mom!" I mumbled to myself inexplicably. Facing the old mother river, my heart is trembling. Once those pains disappear inadvertently. In front of my mother, the confusion stuck in my heart is so insignificant that I suddenly feel small and shallow.
The moon rose higher and higher, and the cold light stabbed the earth like a sword. A cold wind swept through, tearing the clouds and driving away the diffuse loneliness. I sat on the floor, stroking the thick soil, muttering: Mother River, don't be afraid of me!
Traveling with Books —— Review of Yuncheng Series No.5
The Yellow River is the mother river of the Chinese nation and the cradle of Chinese civilization. "In the past 20 years, affected by industrial development and urbanization, the Yellow River is suffering unprecedented damage. Through the field investigation of more than 700 kilometers in four cities and more than ten counties along the Shanxi section of the Yellow River, it is found that the protection of water resources in the Yellow River is facing several major challenges: the soil structure is becoming increasingly loose, the fertility is declining and the vegetation is becoming less and less. A large amount of sediment flows into the Yellow River, and the clear water loses its light and becomes yellow and turbid.
Here, I suggest that students protect the Yellow River:
First, plant all kinds of trees along the Yellow River to prevent soil erosion, because trees can hold the soil with their roots to prevent the soil from flowing into the Yellow River.
Two, it is strictly prohibited to cut down in the mountains near the Yellow River. This can prevent trees from decreasing.
Third, purify the Yellow River along its banks to make the river clear.
Fourth, reducing the use of pesticides can prevent pesticide pollution from flowing into the Yellow River.
It is forbidden for some people to fish for yellow sand in the Yellow River, so that the creatures in the river can survive.
6. Don't pick up garbage on the Yellow River or the shore to prevent garbage pollution.
The Yellow River is crying, the Yellow River is calling, and the recovery of the Yellow River is urgent! Let's start from bit by bit around us and care for our mother river!
5 articles related to 2020:
★ Read 5 selected articles about the last class in 2020.
★ Young people at that time joined hands to create a sense of the future. 5 selected articles 2020
★ As in the previous lesson, there are 2020,500 words of model essays and 5 selected essays.
★ Look at the latest 5 reviews of good teenagers in the new era in 2020.
★ Watch the 3 15 party in 2020, with 5 personal comments.
★ 2020: Me and my feelings about hometown movies: 5 articles.
★ In 2020, college students will watch the 3 15 party, and there will be 5 books out of 500.
★ 5 essays on 2020 anti-drug films.
★ Young people in 2020 are working together to create a sense of the future. 5 latest articles
★ Five Selected Articles of the May 4th Special Issue of Youth University in 2020.