My home village is now different from the village in my father's story. in his story, my village is very poor.
Everyone live a hard life that time. People lack of food, of money. Now, it is different. People don't live a hard life anymore. They have enough food, enough money, everyone got a house, and many more things. The only things that doesn't change is sentiment. Everyone always be very happy. They live together, help each other when they need, that is a luxury.
That makes my village a wonderful place for everyone. People are just farmer, but they solidarity in the face of penury. And when they have money in their hands, they still solidarity they are friendly with others, they are helpful, they are good people. That's about people.
Landscape is still like the old days. That river, that mountain. Nature is harmony with people. People live with nature, people product things of nature, and nature always open-handed with people, give them resource for them to build their house. That is what people seek, and they live with it very well.
That's all I can say about my home village, in my opinion, my village is a wonderful place. War does not determine who is right, only who is left:" Ask not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country.
My village
My home village is now different from the village in my father's story. in his story, my village is very poor.
Everyone live a hard life that time. People lack of food, of money. Now, it is different. People don't live a hard life anymore. They have enough food, enough money, everyone got a house, and many more things. The only things that doesn't change is sentiment. Everyone always be very happy. They live together, help each other when they need, that is a luxury.
That makes my village a wonderful place for everyone. People are just farmer, but they solidarity in the face of penury. And when they have money in their hands, they still solidarity they are friendly with others, they are helpful, they are good people. That's about people.
Landscape is still like the old days. That river, that mountain. Nature is harmony with people. People live with nature, people product things of nature, and nature always open-handed with people, give them resource for them to build their house. That is what people seek, and they live with it very well.
That's all I can say about my home village, in my opinion, my village is a wonderful place. War does not determine who is right, only who is left:" Ask not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country .
bai cua bn thang tung van chua neu uu diem cua que mik,no phai noi bat mot chut chu ,dung ko?
Everyone has a place to be born, grow up, grow up and go away, then always remember. That place is home. I also have a place in my heart always, is this land, with parents, grandparents, friends and includes a childhood full of the most memorable memories. I love country, love the people here bold bold sexual meaning.
In your thoughts, each one has a country own style, not to be confused. People of this country, too, has its own personality and emotional
Homeland they have vast rice fields, vast stretches that I have not gone. Mother told the rice fields gone too far, so I dare not go ever. In season nine yellow rice paddy nursery of making you feel like an endless yellow carpet. There are diligently buffaloes grazing on the slopes of high and long dike. Where we can stay still and watch the sky with clouds, sunset when the sun poured down high mountains so high kia.Que poor children with concrete roads are still very few, common most are still using winding dirt road. Air stones smell rises into the wind rushing into the nose just makes me feel so familiar, though later raised it also can not be alienated.
People in his hometown who I also worked meticulously, the year they sold the land for sale wiggle so the sun to raise children. They were simple farmers, gentle and hospitable. They are always concerned about the people around. I heard mom sure that people respect the neighbor's home, rather than in the city as the home of knowing it. Mother told the new mother liked so idyllic life in rural areas.
I still like to see his country average em every time, and when the sun goes down. Because these are two memorable moments marked the beginning of a day and coming to an end one day. It makes everyone feel peace, do not rush, slowly and strangely quiet.
There are many people away still sure whether to go to wherever the homeland is the place to find the most desirable. Because there have families, have parents, have a childhood. And you too, you always see the hometown love you so much!!!
Chúc bạn học tốt!!!
Where I was born and grew up in Hanoi. The city’s children is a growing modern city. Roads wander wide. The way the two buildings grow up san suicide. Hanoi’s most beautiful at night, then coats the city as a new coat. Where Where electric lighting as I am sa. They are the parents area for walking in the West Lake. In the air is cool and fresh. Lake blue, like a cosmic giant carpet. Coastal lakes are found standing tilt touches down in their reflected nothing more of a young woman doing coast. I am very proud of themselves as citizens Hanoi. The people of Hanoi elegance and hospitality.
