我的家乡在一个小山村,村里曾经有条清澈见底的小溪,溪水不深,那里也曾是我的乐园。可是,今年春节我回家乡时却发现那条小溪不见了往日的身影:只见溪面上漂浮着人类丢弃的垃圾,小溪边还堆放着一堆堆的生活垃圾和建筑垃圾,许多地方都变成了黄色的沙漠,清澈的河流变得乌黑,浑身上下散发着恶臭。我见了,赶紧捂住自己的鼻子,快速离开了它。晚上,我躺在床上睡着了。睡梦中,我忽然听到小溪在哭泣。我走上前去,关切地问: My hometown is in a small mountain village where there was a crystal clear stream and the water was not deep, and it was once my paradise. However, when I returned home this Spring Festival, I discovered that the creek was missing from the past: I saw the trash littered with human beings floating on the stream surface. Piles of domestic and construction rubbish were still piled up by streams and many places Have become the yellow desert, the clear river becomes black, exudes a stench up and down. I met, and quickly covered his nose, quickly left it. In the evening, I fell asleep in bed. Asleep, I suddenly heard the creek is crying. I walked up and asked with concern: