Nature is generous and selfless, but no one can really be grateful for nature's selfless gift. The warm sunshine, a breath of fresh air, a sweet drop of spring water, a blue sky, a dense forest, and even a cluster of inconspicuous flowers blooming by the roadside, although they are so common that people can ignore their existence and are cheap enough to ignore their universal significance to human beings, they really give us patterns of life and give us unique aesthetic value. However, until people greedily grabbed unrestrained, wasted and destroyed the natural resources represented by green, they had to use memories to make up for the guilt in their hearts, and to use sad and mournful feelings and words to pick up the memories that were once green and verdant, and even to mourn the memories that could not be forgotten.
The generous and benevolent mountains and rivers not only nurture us, but also nourish and nurture our temperament, enlighten and endow us with arrogant souls and smart thoughts with its overflowing green and the beautiful beauty intertwined with green in the seasons. it also carries and continues human civilization. But whenever the wind and sand cover the sun, haze raging, my heart is depressed, depressed is still deteriorating ecological changes, sadness is still continuing the cruel evolution of green desertification, more memories of the beautiful scenery, missing the endless passing eyes full of green.
My hometown is located on the north slope of the western section of the Qinling Mountains, with a special regional climate, which has given birth to a vast expanse of forest vegetation and is extremely rich in animal and plant resources. In spring, plum blossoms are like snow, apricot flowers are like Yan, mountain flowers are in full bloom, and they look enchanting. The breeze is over, the fall is colorful, and the fragrance is sweet to the nostrils. When the sound of the cuckoo came to the ear, the full and drooping ears of highland barley swayed modestly in the wind, like waves. Wild strawberries in the wasteland are red, like red pearls scattered in the grass; cherries are ripe, covered with branches, like onyx, glittering and translucent. Picking with a bamboo basket, I was in a leisurely mood, and after a while, it was a full basket. From time to time, the mountain pheasant with beads of green feathers will be startled, and the beauty of the pheasant is amazing. Countless medicinal materials in the mountain forest can be exchanged for oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea to supplement the simple and simple fireworks happiness.
A few miles from home, it is called the Golden Flower Temple, where there used to be an endless forest of wild primitive pines. The towering spruce trees block out the sun and the whirling branches can not penetrate a glimmer of sunshine, which is frightening to people. According to their parents, if a pot of dry tobacco was lit at noon in the red sun, it would glow with red fire. The dense forest and good ecological environment used to be a paradise for Swertia, black bear and Milu deer. The stream where the springs gather at the foot of the mountain is tinkling and crystal clear. In spring, low yellow broccoli and clusters of white raspberry flowers are bright and moist, scattered and blooming by the stream. There is also an aquatic plant in the shape of a lotus leaf, which flourishes like an umbrella and can be folded as an umbrella to shade. Carefully uncover the slate covered with green moss, you will also see the black Qinling brook Ni, stupid creeping in the cold stream, quietly enjoy the rest of the world without trouble.
The winding and gentle river in front of the village also gave me a happy and unforgettable childhood. Spring is coming, on both sides of the willow Yiyi, and a small partner to take a back, mat on the bottom of the green Artemisia grass, barefoot, to catch Loach. Pick up the clear water in the cow's hoof nest by the river at will, and you can see the new-born slender fish fry swimming around in the palm of the hand, slowly slipping into the water from between the fingers. Summer vacation, wheat yellow season, go to the river to swim, swim tired, lie on the soft hot beach, comfortably enjoy the sun bath, will be carefree thoughts, fly in the blue sky Baik Woo-Hwa green grass painted pictures. On summer nights, fireflies flicker with lanterns, stirring up a curious childlike innocence and chasing fireflies in the woods by the river.
Autumn is coming, and the silk catkins of reeds rise with the wind and are graceful and light. Clumps of dazzling silver-white Edelweiss are dotted with clean pebbles, simple and simple, like bonsai on the desk. The fine leaves of the river willow are covered with a thin layer of frost, Yushu Qionghua, dreamlike, Yingjie and beautiful, enchanting people's eyes. The sky flew over the wild geese to the south, startling my heart with a trace of the coolness of the season from autumn to winter. In early winter, both sides of the river froze, and on a sunny morning, stepping on the thick snow, I followed the adults to insert fish. To wait for the warm winter sun sprinkled with snow on the roof, carrying a string of fresh fish home, to the poor days to find a fun. Today, lest the beautiful scenery and leisure in winter fade away and never return, I have written "inserting Fish in Winter Morning". Even if it is the feeling and memory of an era, I really hope that future generations can read between the lines and read the good ecological environment at that time, and can better understand the reverence and sincere attachment to nature contained in the text.
In the late 1980s, the unhealthy trend of illegal logging prevailed, and people from the eight townships gathered there. after indiscriminate felling, only stumps of white flowers were left, which they could not bear to witness. The mountain forest behind the house in front of the village has been gradually reclaimed into arable land. The lush and luxuriant mountains and forests in the past, full of spring and autumn, have become an indelible picture in my memory. With the endless and wanton destruction of vegetation, the clear streams that were surged by turbulence in the past, soothing the flowing river, gradually become muddy. During the rainy season in summer and autumn, floods are flooded, embankments are destroyed and banks are broken, and crop fields have become a country of flooding, and a year of hard work has come to naught. It is a particular pity that excessive pollution in the upper reaches has led to ecological deterioration, resulting in the almost extinction of a wide variety of valuable fish.
"it is never too late to take care of the dog when you see the rabbit; it is never too late to mend the dead sheep." In the face of the severe situation of tight resource constraints, serious environmental pollution and ecosystem degradation, and the disaster lesson of ecological imbalance, I hope it can arouse people's admiration and treasure of all things in nature, start bit by bit, cherish a drop of water, care for a piece of green, attach equal importance to material civilization and ecological civilization, coordinate economic development and environment, and finally achieve harmony between man and nature, so that green is no longer an inner luxury. Let green be more than just a dream to comfort yourself and quench your thirst.
Author: Yifeng
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