听,小树在呼唤“不要攀折我”;小花在呼唤“不要摘下我”;小草在呼唤“不要践踏我”;整个大自然在呼唤“快来拯救我吧!”不管在乡下,还是在城里,可怜的小树在随风摇晃。穿过一座座城市的河流已经换上了黑色的新装。在河边走着,只听到一条条鱼儿在呼唤“还我清澈的河流!”以前,学校附近的那条河流,清澈见底,人人都喜欢在河边玩耍。一阵清风吹 Listen, the tree is calling “Do not climb my ”; flowers are calling “Do not pick me up”; Grass is calling “Do not trample me ”; The whole nature is calling “Come and save me ! ”Poor little tree was shaking in the wind, either in the country or in the city. Rivers across a city have been put on a new black dress. Walked by the river, only to hear a piece of fish call “still my clear river! ” Ago, the river near the school, crystal clear, everyone likes to play by the river. A breeze blowing