The story of little sid

The story of a stream 1 I am a stream. I am located in the south of the village. Every spring, I always sing happy songs and flow happily. The surroundings are green and fragrant, and all the birds are nesting in the trees. It has become a paradise for birds, and birds sing from time to time. I am crystal clear, and birds often come here to play happily.

Later, I don't know when someone always came here with an axe to cut down trees, pick flowers and trample grass, and the green paradise was taken away. I cried and said, "Man, trees can produce fresh air, flowers can give you fragrance, and grass can make you feel comfortable." There are no trees, flowers and grass. The bird also recalled the past and reluctantly flew away. I am more lonely and sad. Besides, people dumped garbage on me, making me covered in mud. I thought sadly, "How wonderful the past was. There were trees, flowers, grass and birds with me. I used to live in heaven, but now everything is gone. " Thinking, thinking, I shed tears of pain.

Gradually, people realized their mistakes. So, they carried out the "Five Water Treatment" project, cleaned up my garbage, stopped dumping garbage on me, and made my turbid water clear. Surrounded by saplings, flowers and green grass. Hang a sign: "Please protect our home". Soon, it became the same as before, a paradise for birds and also a paradise for me.

The Story of the Stream 2 Long ago, there was a proud pond, which always thought it was the biggest water source. So he was arrogant every day, singing: "I am the biggest water source, I am the happiest water flow in the world …", and its song reached Uncle Niu's ear, and Uncle Niu said: "There is a bigger water source than you. Go and see the clear stream on the mountain! " The small pond nodded shyly and looked into the distance. I saw a clear spring in a crack in the stone, which gradually merged into a stream. Every day, the stream plays happily in the canal.

One day, the weather suddenly changed and the sky was covered with dark clouds. After a while, it rained cats and dogs. The stream rose, and suddenly it felt that it was the largest water source in the world, so it proudly said to the people on the roadside, "I am the largest water source in the world." Grandpa Dashu, who is enjoying the cool, heard it. Grandpa Dashu smiled and said, "There is still more water than you. Go and see little black brother! " Xiaoxi decided to find Xiaohei. It walked a long way and finally came to the river. Xiaoxi proudly said, "Brother Xiaohe, let's compare your water!" " "The river agreed, and the stream shook itself. A few hundred meters away from the canal, the water stopped flowing. The river looked at it and said, "Look at me. "The river shook itself, and in a short time, the water flowed out of the canal for thousands of meters. When Xiaoxi saw it, he sighed and said, "Brother Xiaohe, you are the biggest water source in the world." The river said, "I'm not. The ocean is the largest water source in the world. "

A few days later, ponds, streams and small rivers went hand in hand to the seaside, and they were shocked to see the endless sea. The river said, "The sea is the largest reservoir in the world." Hearing this, the sea said kindly, "Thank you, I am not very big, but I am so vast because you have selflessly provided me with rich water sources, otherwise I may have become a desolate dead sea."

After listening to these words, ponds, streams and rivers understand a truth. Only by uniting can there be strength. From then on, the four of them became inseparable friends.

Story of the Stream 3 In the summer field, a windmill is spinning rapidly, and the stream from the windmill gurgles to the rice fields not far away. Those seedlings danced happily while drinking to their heart's content.

The windmill patted the stream: "See? If my car doesn't bring water for them to drink enough, can they still dance so happily? "

"Dude, you are wrong." Xiaoxi glanced at the windmill and said slowly, "That's not your credit."

The windmill was obviously angered by the arrogance of the stream: "Is it your credit?"

Xiaoxi was all smiles: "Ha ha, that's right. You think, without me, no matter how fast you turn, they can only drink the northwest wind. "

Xiaoxi seemed to feel uncomfortable and immediately changed her mouth: "Oh, it's the southeast wind."

Vivi heard their quarrel and said with a smile, "You are indispensable. Our happy life is the result of your joint efforts. "

The windmill shook its frame coldly. Xiaoxi wanted to laugh, but her face was covered with wrinkles.

They don't believe Miao's nonsense. It is clearly their own credit, but they just come up to dawdle and share the credit equally.

A few days later, something happened to the windmill. The stream is still flowing, but the high seedlings can't catch a drop of water, and their lips are dry and their tongues are dry.

A few days later, the owner repaired the windmill, but the stream was cut off. The windmill did its best, but it was only the wind that turned up, and there was no shadow of water.

Under the scorching sun, cracks appeared in the fields and the seedlings gradually turned yellow. Without dance, there was silence around, and the vibrant scene seemed to disappear without a trace.

Finally, one day, water came from the upper reaches of the stream, and the windmill was full of gurgling streams.

Watching the seedlings drink to their heart's content, they slowly recovered their old spirit, and finally realized that behind the joy of success, no one can do without anyone.

Behind success is definitely not the credit of one person, but the efforts and efforts of all kinds of people. It is not only hurtful, but also chilling to deny a person's credit easily. Children, if we succeed in doing something, we must never take it as your own credit.

Story of the Stream 4 Hello everyone, I used to be a crystal clear stream, but now it is a dirty and muddy stream. Now let's listen to my story.

Spring has come, and I wake up from the singing of birds. There are all kinds of wild flowers and green grass around me.

Summer came, and the fish tickled in my stomach, which made me laugh. Shuicao is my beautiful skirt, and I am dancing beautifully here. Children are my companions. Every summer, they come to visit me. They played on us, caught fish until it was dark, and took a big basket home for a big meal.

Autumn has come, the leaves on the tree have withered and floated on my stomach. Ants regard me as a river, leaves as a boat and sail to my hometown.

Winter has arrived, and the heavy snow has become my quilt. I'm going to sleep. See you next spring, right?

Now humans treat me like a garbage dump and throw rubbish at me every day, and my snow-white clothes turn black. They took my best friend and friends. I am very sad now.

Life goes on, and no one plays with me. What should I do?

The Story of the Stream 5. I am a mountain stream. There is a village near me. People in the village often come to fetch water and wash clothes. I feel very happy, because I have given everything to mankind.

I wonder how many years have passed. One day, when I saw that no one came to fetch water, I wondered, "What's the matter, why didn't you come suddenly?"

As soon as I thought of this, I saw many people coming in trucks. They chatted for a while, then unloaded everything from the truck and prepared to build a factory.

Seeing this scene, I was filled with joy: "Great! These people must know that my water is delicious and build a factory to make my water into mineral water, so that I can make more contributions to mankind! "

I am excited to wait for humans to come to me for water. However, one day passed and two days passed. Humans seem to have no idea of my existence, but they have been cutting down trees. The number of trees is decreasing and the number of stumps is increasing.

I don't understand: "Why do humans cut down so many trees?" They want to use so many boxes. What? Don't they know that destroying vegetation like this will lead to soil erosion? What a fool! "

At this time, my attitude towards human beings began to change.

One day, I was awakened by a pipe. This pipe touched my smooth water surface, causing ripples on the water surface. I was surprised: "Why did you connect the pipe here?"

At this time, the factory began to operate, and this pipeline was connected to the factory and was also vibrating. Suddenly I feel that my water is completely submerged, which makes me suffocate.

When I saw it, I was shocked: a lot of waste was discharged from the pipeline, which made my originally smooth water surface turbid and gave off a stench.

At this time, I finally understood that the factory built by these people is a paper mill! No wonder they cut down so many trees on the mountain. Besides, they also discharged dyes and sewage to me, which seriously damaged the environment! What a sin!

At this time, I really hate human beings, and I can't wait for these people who destroy the environment to be punished and destroy pests for nature.

A few years later, the mountain was completely different from a few years ago. Large areas of vegetation have almost completely disappeared, and the land is yellow. All the rivers (including me) are polluted by the sewage discharged from the factory. They are black and smelly, and they are not the same anymore.

"alas!" I sighed: "A beautiful green hill has changed beyond recognition in just a few years. It was all done by humans! Fortunately, I once trusted them so much. I didn't expect them to be desperate for money and immediate interests. "

A few years later, it rained for many days. Suddenly, I heard a "rumbling" sound from the mountain. I looked up and was startled. Large pieces of soil and stones fell. I realized: the mudslide is coming! Wherever the debris flow goes, it turns into ruins, and nothing seems to stop it. I also vaguely heard it shouting: "people! Feel the anger of nature against you! "

Debris flow washed down the mountain, and the factory under the mountain went up in smoke. I sighed in my heart: "human beings, good is rewarded with good, and evil with evil!" " You have destroyed so many environments, no matter what, you have to accept the punishment given by God. Dude, if I had known today, why should I have! "

Man, please turn over a new leaf! If you keep doing this, you can already see what will happen to you!

The Story of the Stream 6 Listen to my mother, there is an unknown stream in Wuhu, Anhui.

In the past, the stream was crystal clear, like a flawless jade. There are many small fish swimming in the cheerful stream, including carp, crucian carp, silver carp, bighead carp, loach, tadpole and so on. Dragonflies often drink water on it. By the stream, colorful small wildflowers are competing to open, as if to see who is more beautiful. Butterflies dance on it, and bees collect honey on it. On summer nights, there are many flashing fireflies! They fly around with small lanterns, giving people a mysterious feeling. Really beautiful!

There was a time when the stream changed a lot ~ ~ Every day the color was different, sometimes it was brown, sometimes it was dark red, sometimes it was big red, sometimes it was orange, sometimes it was gray ... What happened?

It turns out that there is a pharmaceutical factory at the source of sewage, which continuously discharges sewage every day. These sewage are discharged into streams, polluted streams flow into rivers, rivers flow into the Yangtze River, and rivers flow into the sea. In this way, the creatures in streams, rivers and oceans are polluted, and human beings eat these polluted creatures ... in this way, the secondary pollutants will ultimately hurt human beings themselves!

Now, the stream is as clear as before. Fish, birds, flowers, butterflies, dragonflies and bees are back. Everything is calm again. ...

The Story of the Stream 7 1 The Story of Peach Blossom Fish in the Stream

There is a peach tree by the stream.

In spring, peach blossoms, like a shy face. When Xifeng came, they nodded and said hello.

Xifeng blew them down, floated and floated, and they fell into the stream. When the stream gurgles, the peach petals float and swim with the water.

A small fish swam over. It looked at a peach blossom petal and asked strangely, "What kind of fish are you?" ? Why are you all pink? Does it taste good? It's amazing! "

Peach blossom petals cover their mouths and say with a smile, "Hee hee! Don't! I am a petal, not a fish! But can you tell me a story in the water? I want to hear it! "

The little fish nodded and said, "Good! I'll tell you now, and you can also tell me the story on the shore! ~"

Peach blossom petals also nodded, drifting all the way, telling each other what they saw and heard. ...

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In spring, the stream is full of laughter. Small fish and peach blossom share stories in the water, while peach blossom and small fish share stories on the shore. The nearby stream is also quietly listening to their conversation. Spring is really the season when everything comes back to life. Plants and animals are happy. We can't stay at home all day. We should go out for an outing and breathe more fresh air.

The story of the brook 8. The brook always feels that it is the largest in the world. The story of the sea, the brook and the river.

One day, Xiaoxi went to compete with Grandpa Hai, but when she got to the seaside, Xiaoxi saw the endless sea water. She looked up and there was no end. At this time, Grandpa Hai came, and Xiaoxi quickly said to Grandpa Hai, "You are so old! I thought you were young! Now that I see you, I know you are the oldest. You have infinite sea water, no wonder your name is sea! I really admire you! " Grandpa Hai smiled and said, "You can be as big as me when you grow up!" " "

Walking back, the stream said to itself, "That stream must be smaller than me!" " ! You see, there is a small word in her name, which must be smaller than me, the story of sea, stream and river. "So he walked towards the river. However, when we reached the river, Xiaoxi felt that the river was equal to ten selves! Xiaoxi was ashamed at once and said to Sister Xiaohe, "Sister Xiaohe, you are also very big! I thought you and grandpa hai were very young! I didn't know I was the youngest until I met you. " Sister Xiaohe said, "You! I love thinking. You will be as old as me when you grow up. "Hearing this, Xiaoxi especially wants to grow up quickly.

All of us can't just compare with others like a stream, as long as we can do something beneficial to mankind, it is better than anything else!

The Story of the Stream There is a stream near my home. I often go there for a walk.

Today, I walked by the stream as usual. The water in the stream is flowing happily as usual. However, the familiar stream suddenly made me feel strange. When I walked along the stream to the end, what I saw surprised me.

It is not surprising that there is a deer drinking water by the river. It's just that I don't understand why there is a deer here. My eyes rested on the deer. With every sip of water, the deer groaned in the air. Looking at its figure, I happened to think of its mother and father. I was thinking when the deer turned around and found me. I stood there quietly, staring at its pure eyes quietly. Suddenly, its eyes became completely different from those just now. It turned its head and groaned heavily at the sky with all its strength, and I just came to my senses. This young deer's cry is called a doe, but it also attracts a group of hunters. The hunter came to the young deer with * * * * and hounds. He tried to catch the deer, but was stopped by the doe. The doe struggled desperately to protect her fawn. The hunter hesitated, perhaps moved by what he saw. Hunting dogs do not "think" like hunters. They pounced on the deer without hesitation. The doe stood in front of the young deer and kept the hounds away from her children. Therefore, hunting dogs and doe have a life-and-death struggle. The hunter relented. He caught the hounds and tried to separate them. Unfortunately, a hunting dog is like a wolf wounded by an arrow. It pounced on the doe and tore it with all its strength. In this way, the doe finally lost to the hounds. But this is a life-and-death struggle, and the loser will still die. The doe left with love for her child. What is the fate of the deer?

The ending of love is often tragic ~

The Story of the Stream 10 In the unfathomable underground, a stream of water rushes to the ground along the cracks in the ground and flows into a clear stream along the mountain, becoming stronger and stronger.

More and more powerful flow is proud. One day, a bird said to the stream, "You are not so proud. The sea is much bigger than you. " Hearing this, Xiaoxi was very angry and thought, what a big sea! I want to see how big it can be! Thinking about it, Xiaoxi decided to go to the sea.

So, the stream started from the valley and went straight to the sea. Just as the stream had just passed through the valley, a spring rushed over from the opposite side. I didn't see the stream, but I was knocked around and saw stars. As soon as the stream got up, it was hit by a stumble. This time, the stream got angry and suddenly jumped up. The other party was startled and slipped to the front of the stream without stopping. The angry stream instantly picked up the other party and shouted at it: "You are really ungrateful!" "Then throw the other party who has been scared like a pool of mud aside and continue on his way.

The stream rushed all the way forward, and when it was near the sea, another mud dam blocked the way. Xiaoxi said politely, "Excuse me, I want to find the sea. Who is bigger than me?" The mud dam proudly said, "No! Do you still want to find the sea? Stop daydreaming. " Xiaoxi was furious and shouted, "Who do you think you are? No one can stop me from looking for the sea! " With that, he raised his fist, punched through the mud dam and moved on.

Finally, the stream came to the seaside. It was deeply fascinated by the boundless sea and could not help but sigh: "The sea is so big! I am really ignorant! "

Story of Xiaoxi 1 1 Xiaoxi always feels that he is the biggest in the world.

One day, Xiaoxi went to compete with Grandpa Hai, but when she got to the seaside, Xiaoxi saw the endless sea water. She looked up and there was no end. At this time, Grandpa Hai came, and Xiaoxi quickly said to Grandpa Hai, "You are so old! I thought you were young! Now that I see you, I know you are the oldest. You have infinite sea water, no wonder your name is sea! I really admire you! " Grandpa Hai smiled and said, "You can be as big as me when you grow up!" " "

Walking back, the stream said to itself, "That stream must be smaller than me!" " ! Look, there is a small print in her name. It must be smaller than me. "So he walked towards the river. However, when we reached the river, Xiaoxi felt that the river was equal to ten selves! Xiaoxi quickly said to Little Black Sister in shame: "Little Black Sister, you are also very old! I thought you and grandpa hai were very young! I didn't know I was the youngest until I met you. " Sister Xiaohe said, "You! I love thinking. You will be as old as me when you grow up. "Hearing this, Xiaoxi especially wants to grow up quickly.

All of us can't just compare with others like a stream, as long as we can do something beneficial to mankind, it is better than anything else!

The story of a stream A bird and a stream are good friends. Birds live in trees by the stream. Every morning, birds will go to the stream on time to listen to the stream sing.

Day after day, autumn passed quickly, and the whistling north wind blew. One day, the stream finished singing and said to the bird, "I'm sorry, bird, winter is coming so soon that I have to leave you." But don't be sad, I will come back next year. The bird was very sad after hearing this: "Xiaoxi, I will wait for you to come back here until you come back next spring." "

After the bird left the stream, she came here to wait every day. In the north wind, she shivered; It snowed, and she arrived as scheduled.

Grandpa Dashu advised him, "Little bird, spring hasn't arrived yet, so you don't have to come every day."

"Soon, soon. If my friend can't see me when he comes, he will be in a hurry. "

One day, the birds came out to wait for the stream as usual. It was found by hunters who were looking for prey everywhere. The hunter quietly came to the bird, but the bird did not find that the crisis had come. Finally, the hunter raised his gun, and the bird found that he was busy begging for mercy from the hunter: "Good hunter, let me go. I'm too thin to be worth much. Besides, after I leave, my friends will look everywhere. "

"Let you go, I'm not a fool, what does your friend have to do with me!"

"Bang-"

The bird fell like a stone, leaving a small pool of blood by the stream. The hunter picked up the bird and left.

"Alas, poor bird." Grandpa Tree sighed.

As the days passed, the mountains became wet, the water rose, the sun turned red and spring came. Grandpa tree sprouted and wild flowers were everywhere. The stream arrived as scheduled, singing cheerful songs along the way. When he walked under the big tree, he didn't find any birds. He searched back and forth, but there was still no sign of them. Have my friends forgotten me? I explicitly agreed last year. Xiao Liu can't figure it out. So he went to ask grandpa and uncle:

"Grandpa Tree, have you seen the birds that come here often?"

"That bird, alas," uncle grandpa hesitated for a moment and said, "she was beaten away by the hunter, and she ..."

"Ah-"The stream suddenly thundered.

"Bird, bird, who can I sing to in the future? No, you must meet my friend. " He looked up and asked Grandpa Dashu, "Grandpa, where is the hunter's house?"

"I'm not sure. Go to the valley and have a look. "

So the stream flows towards the valley. Along the way, he told his friends stories about himself and birds, which spread widely. Everyone knows their stories, and more and more water friends accompany him to find hunters. They came to the valley and saw hunters with guns. They angrily washed away all the houses in the valley and surrounded the hunters:

"Damn hunter, where are those birds you hit? Hand it over! "

"I-I-I sold them to the rice shop in the city." The hunter fluttered in the water.

"The hotel in the city. Where is it? " The stream cheered in unison.

"You-go in this direction." The hunter pointed his finger at the tall building in the distance.

They rushed out of the valley and roared towards the city, and the villages and towns along the way were submerged. When they arrived in the city, they flooded the streets, entered people's houses and washed them away. Surrounded the hotel, growling:

"Give us back the bird!" "Give us back the bird!"

The owner of the restaurant came out. He stood on the roof and said to the stream, "All the birds have been eaten up by the guests."

"Where are the guests?"

"Most people in the city have come to my house for dinner."

"I-we-want-report-reply-"

After a while, the city was razed to the ground. The stream is rolling forward again. ...

At the seaside, the stream found a pile of tiny bones, so he climbed up the beach slowly, patted the pile of bones gently and sang the song he sang last year over and over again.

The Story of the Stream 13 The stream flows slowly forward, but he has gone through hardships and solved countless difficulties. When he finally flowed to his destination-the sea, the sea kept complaining, laughing and boasting to him.

The sea said, "you are just a stream, dirty and ugly." Why should it flow into my noble and beautiful sea? "

The stream is not angry at all. But bragging about the sea: "You are really noble and beautiful, and I am not qualified to compare with you, but without me, you can't be together."

"Who says I can't do it without you?" The sea said proudly. "The rain bucket is enough for me to do, clean and beautiful, not as dirty and ugly as you."

Xiaoxi then retorted, "Without me, it is impossible to form rain!" " It was the air that evaporated me and then turned into rain. Besides, it doesn't always rain. It will stop for a while, and you will be fine in a few days. "

"Go, which have you talk! You'd better not flow to me in the future. " The sea said rudely.

The stream is short of breath and walks back without looking back.

Now the sea is very happy: "now no one will interfere with me, and no one will stain my gorgeous clothes."

Who knows, when the stream stops flowing into the sea, the sea is basked in the sun every day. Gradually, the sea became shallow, and finally, the sea almost dried up.

So it begged, "Brooke, please forgive me!" " I was wrong, please come to me later! I will never complain about you again. "

The stream forgave it and began to flow to the sea again. The sea has regained its former dignity and beauty, but this time it didn't laugh at the stream.

The stream and the sea became best friends. They talk and tell stories together every day, and no one leaves anyone. The sea no longer complains about the stream, but respects it very much. The news didn't complain about the sea because of the past. They have never been apart.

Story of Xiaoxi 14 One day long ago, Brother Xiaoxi and Grandpa Hai were talking, which disturbed Brother Yan who was resting next to him. Brother Yan listened to the conversation between Brother Xiaoxi and Grandpa Hai. Oh! It turns out that Brother Xiaoxi is competing with Grandpa Hai. Brother Yan spoke: "Hey, Grandpa Hai, Brother Xiaoxi, come here quickly." Grandpa Hai and Brother Xiaoxi passed by and asked, "What did you call us for?" Brother Yan said, "Will you join us?" They replied, "Yes". We are competing. Why? "Brother Yan replied," I have a way to make you better than anyone else. " They said, "Is it true? "How?" Brother Yan added: "If one of you can make me beautiful, then one of you has great skills." Xiao Xige and Grandpa Hai readily agreed.

Brother Xiaoxi kept running to prove his skill, but Grandpa Hai thought that he was huge and could make stones beautiful without moving, so he played every day, regardless of those grotesque stones. However, hundreds of years later, the rocks in the stream became smaller and smaller and became glittering pebbles, while the rocks in the sea remained motionless until they sank to the bottom of the sea and were covered with mud.

Finally, Xiaoxi proudly raised his head.

Story of the Stream 15 I am a stream, wearing beautiful and clean clothes and singing happy songs in the mountain village. But when I went through the countryside to the city, I was never happy again. Because my neat clothes are dirty, there is a lot of rubbish floating on them, and the water is as turbid as soy sauce. Birds can't take pictures, but they can't control their feathers. Small animals cannot drink water. Small fish can't live in my arms. The child walked past me, covering his nose and never coming near me again. Only flies and mice are my companions all day.

Until one day, a group of young pioneers who claimed to be little environmental guards came to my side, picked up the stinking white plastic bag I discarded and picked up the garbage floating on the water. I also often publicize some knowledge about environmental protection to people around me. From then on, I recovered my neat appearance and became a happy stream.

Green land, grassland and mountains and rivers are our common resources. If our home is ruthlessly destroyed by everyone, the good life will disappear before our eyes. Let's start with the little things around us now, make the stream crystal clear and create a green tomorrow for the earth!