有一条美丽的河流被一支动听的民歌传诵着……一天,老师带学生们来到河边写生,孩子们问“:老师河在哪里?”老师流下了眼泪,小时候他就在这河边摸鱼,扑水、练狗爬式,母亲挽着裤管淘米、捣衣,河风送着整整一列船队。现在他的学生们看到的仅是一沟绝望的死水,清风吹不起半点漪涟,? A beautiful river was circulated by a beautiful folk song... One day, the teacher brought the students to the river to paint. The children asked, “Where is the teacher river?” The teacher shed tears. When he was young, he was right by the river. Touch the fish, pour water, practice dog-walking, mother trousers to wash rice, dress, river wind sent a full fleet. What his students see now is only a ditch of desperate stagnant water. The breeze can’t afford the slightest embarrassment.