2024年4月10日发(作者：刑宛亦)
家乡的小溪作文800字左右英语：
A stream in my hometown
My hometown, it is a small and beautiful village located
between the mountains. The village is surrounded by green
bamboo forests and rice fields, and the most unforgettable
thing for me is the stream that runs through the village.
The name of the stream, I have long forgotten, but its
position in my heart, is as important as the name of my
hometown. It originates in the distant mountains, flows
through the village, and eventually flows into the winding river.
The width of the stream is only two or three meters, and the
depth is not knee-deep, but it carries the countless joys and
memories of my childhood.
The spring stream, is full of vitality. The stream gurgling,
crystal clear, the fish in the water swim to swim, as if to
celebrate the arrival of spring. The willow beside the stream
out of the new buds, pale green willow swaying in the wind, as
if in tribute to the stream. My friends and I will play hide and
seek in the stream, or with a bamboo pole fishing fish,
laughter one after another, full of the innocence and
happiness of childhood.
The summer stream, it is cool and pleasant. The sun was
scorching, but the stream was still cold. We would take off our
shoes, play barefoot in the stream, or find a cool place to sit on
the stone and enjoy the coolness from the mountains.
Occasionally, there will be a few small fish swim over, curiously
looking at us, as if also want to join our game.
Autumn stream, is quiet and beautiful. The stream became
clear and transparent, and the leaves by the stream began to
turn yellow, falling on the stream surface, like a piece of
golden boats. We will pick up the fallen leaves, put them in the
stream, watching them drift with the flow, as if in the pursuit of
a distant dream.
The winter stream, it is quiet and mysterious. The stream
became icy cold, but it still kept flowing. A thin layer of ice rose
on the stream, like a mirror, reflecting the reflection of the sky
and the trees. We will tread carefully on the ice, feeling the
silence and mystery of the winter.
Now, I have left my hometown, but the figure of the
stream, but often emerge in my mind. It is not only a stream,
but also a memory and symbol of my childhood. Whenever I
recall those happy times, the stream will emerge in front of my
eyes, as if telling the stories of the past.
Hometown stream, it accompanied me through countless
spring, summer, autumn and winter, witnessed my growth
from a child to an adult. It carries too many memories and
emotions, I can not forget. Whenever I think of it, the heart will
always surge a warm current, it is the hometown and nostalgia
for the past. I believe that wherever I go, the stream will always
stay in my heart and become the best memory in my life.
中文翻译：
家乡的小溪
我的家乡，那是一个坐落在群山之间，宁静而美丽的小村庄。村
庄四周环绕着苍翠的竹林和稻田，而最让我难以忘怀的，便是那条穿
村而过的小溪。
小溪的名字，我早已忘记，但它在我心中的地位，却如同故乡的
名字一样重要。它起源于远处的深山，流经村庄，最终汇入那条蜿蜒
的小河。小溪的宽度不过两三米，水深也不过及膝，但它却承载了我
童年时光里无数的欢乐与回忆。
春天的小溪，是生机勃勃的。溪水潺潺，清澈见底，水中的鱼儿
游来游去，仿佛在欢庆春天的到来。溪边的柳树抽出了新芽，嫩绿的
柳条随风摇曳，仿佛在向小溪致敬。我和小伙伴们会在溪边捉迷藏，
或是用竹篙捞鱼，欢笑声此起彼伏，充满了童年的纯真与快乐。
夏天的小溪，是清凉宜人的。烈日炎炎，但溪水却仍旧冰凉。我
们会脱下鞋子，赤脚在溪水中嬉戏，或是找一个阴凉的地方，坐在石
头上，享受那来自山间的清凉。偶尔，还会有几条小鱼游过来，好奇
地打量着我们，仿佛也想加入我们的游戏。
秋天的小溪，是宁静而美丽的。溪水变得清澈透明，溪边的树叶
开始变黄，飘落在溪面上，如同一片片金色的小船。我们会捡起落叶，
放在溪水中，看着它们随波逐流，仿佛在追寻着远方的梦想。
冬天的小溪，是安静而神秘的。溪水变得冰冷刺骨，但仍旧不停
地流淌着。溪面上结起了一层薄薄的冰，仿佛是一面镜子，映照出天
空和树木的倒影。我们会小心翼翼地踩在冰面上，感受着那来自冬天
的寂静与神秘。
如今，我已经离开了家乡，但那条小溪的身影，却时常浮现在我
的脑海中。它不仅仅是一条小溪，更是我童年时光的记忆和象征。每
当我回想起那些快乐的时光，那条小溪就会浮现在我的眼前，仿佛是
在诉说着那些过去的故事。
家乡的小溪，它陪伴着我度过了无数个春夏秋冬，见证了我从一
个小孩子成长为一个大人。它承载了我太多的回忆和情感，让我无法
忘怀。每当我想起它，心中总会涌起一股暖流，那是对家乡的思念和
对过去的怀念。我相信，无论我走到哪里，那条小溪都会永远留在我
的心中，成为我生命中最美好的回忆。
2024年4月10日发(作者：刑宛亦)
家乡的小溪作文800字左右英语：
A stream in my hometown
My hometown, it is a small and beautiful village located
between the mountains. The village is surrounded by green
bamboo forests and rice fields, and the most unforgettable
thing for me is the stream that runs through the village.
The name of the stream, I have long forgotten, but its
position in my heart, is as important as the name of my
hometown. It originates in the distant mountains, flows
through the village, and eventually flows into the winding river.
The width of the stream is only two or three meters, and the
depth is not knee-deep, but it carries the countless joys and
memories of my childhood.
The spring stream, is full of vitality. The stream gurgling,
crystal clear, the fish in the water swim to swim, as if to
celebrate the arrival of spring. The willow beside the stream
out of the new buds, pale green willow swaying in the wind, as
if in tribute to the stream. My friends and I will play hide and
seek in the stream, or with a bamboo pole fishing fish,
laughter one after another, full of the innocence and
happiness of childhood.
The summer stream, it is cool and pleasant. The sun was
scorching, but the stream was still cold. We would take off our
shoes, play barefoot in the stream, or find a cool place to sit on
the stone and enjoy the coolness from the mountains.
Occasionally, there will be a few small fish swim over, curiously
looking at us, as if also want to join our game.
Autumn stream, is quiet and beautiful. The stream became
clear and transparent, and the leaves by the stream began to
turn yellow, falling on the stream surface, like a piece of
golden boats. We will pick up the fallen leaves, put them in the
stream, watching them drift with the flow, as if in the pursuit of
a distant dream.
The winter stream, it is quiet and mysterious. The stream
became icy cold, but it still kept flowing. A thin layer of ice rose
on the stream, like a mirror, reflecting the reflection of the sky
and the trees. We will tread carefully on the ice, feeling the
silence and mystery of the winter.
Now, I have left my hometown, but the figure of the
stream, but often emerge in my mind. It is not only a stream,
but also a memory and symbol of my childhood. Whenever I
recall those happy times, the stream will emerge in front of my
eyes, as if telling the stories of the past.
Hometown stream, it accompanied me through countless
spring, summer, autumn and winter, witnessed my growth
from a child to an adult. It carries too many memories and
emotions, I can not forget. Whenever I think of it, the heart will
always surge a warm current, it is the hometown and nostalgia
for the past. I believe that wherever I go, the stream will always
stay in my heart and become the best memory in my life.
中文翻译：
家乡的小溪
我的家乡，那是一个坐落在群山之间，宁静而美丽的小村庄。村
庄四周环绕着苍翠的竹林和稻田，而最让我难以忘怀的，便是那条穿
村而过的小溪。
小溪的名字，我早已忘记，但它在我心中的地位，却如同故乡的
名字一样重要。它起源于远处的深山，流经村庄，最终汇入那条蜿蜒
的小河。小溪的宽度不过两三米，水深也不过及膝，但它却承载了我
童年时光里无数的欢乐与回忆。
春天的小溪，是生机勃勃的。溪水潺潺，清澈见底，水中的鱼儿
游来游去，仿佛在欢庆春天的到来。溪边的柳树抽出了新芽，嫩绿的
柳条随风摇曳，仿佛在向小溪致敬。我和小伙伴们会在溪边捉迷藏，
或是用竹篙捞鱼，欢笑声此起彼伏，充满了童年的纯真与快乐。
夏天的小溪，是清凉宜人的。烈日炎炎，但溪水却仍旧冰凉。我
们会脱下鞋子，赤脚在溪水中嬉戏，或是找一个阴凉的地方，坐在石
头上，享受那来自山间的清凉。偶尔，还会有几条小鱼游过来，好奇
地打量着我们，仿佛也想加入我们的游戏。
秋天的小溪，是宁静而美丽的。溪水变得清澈透明，溪边的树叶
开始变黄，飘落在溪面上，如同一片片金色的小船。我们会捡起落叶，
放在溪水中，看着它们随波逐流，仿佛在追寻着远方的梦想。
冬天的小溪，是安静而神秘的。溪水变得冰冷刺骨，但仍旧不停
地流淌着。溪面上结起了一层薄薄的冰，仿佛是一面镜子，映照出天
空和树木的倒影。我们会小心翼翼地踩在冰面上，感受着那来自冬天
的寂静与神秘。
如今，我已经离开了家乡，但那条小溪的身影，却时常浮现在我
的脑海中。它不仅仅是一条小溪，更是我童年时光的记忆和象征。每
当我回想起那些快乐的时光，那条小溪就会浮现在我的眼前，仿佛是
在诉说着那些过去的故事。
家乡的小溪，它陪伴着我度过了无数个春夏秋冬，见证了我从一
个小孩子成长为一个大人。它承载了我太多的回忆和情感，让我无法
忘怀。每当我想起它，心中总会涌起一股暖流，那是对家乡的思念和
对过去的怀念。我相信，无论我走到哪里，那条小溪都会永远留在我
的心中，成为我生命中最美好的回忆。