In the spring of March, Ruhe River is charming and colorful. There are some pink petals floating on the river-the smiling faces of peach blossoms blown off by the wind in Taoyuan on the embankment. Petals drift along the river, reluctant to leave this clear river. The willows on the shore are green, and the grass also emerges from the stratum, producing colorful flowers. Beautiful butterflies are flying, and some fall on the faces of small flowers and kiss them. The river is crystal clear, and the golden sand at the bottom of the water lies quietly. Green grass is swaying in the water, and silver-gray fish are frolicking in the water. Blink of an eye, then disappeared.
The Ruhe River in summer is more pleasing to the eye. People who can't stand the heat are rushing to Ruhe River to borrow her cool river water to reduce their fever. Grandpa and grandma are sitting on a bench chatting; Young people simply stand in the water in shorts; We are splashing water, and people enjoy it.
Sometimes I stand by and think silently, how great Ruhe is! She is selfless and asks for nothing.
Ah! Ruhe River is really beautiful, she is like a colorful painting; She is like a lyric poem, and I love her beauty; Love her dedication; Love her hard work!