The place that attaches so many childhood memories to me is the river. That river stretched out its arms to embrace the land of her homeland a mother embracing a young child. Along both sides of the river are two rows of verdant trees whispering in the wind. Sometimes, the leaves float along the water small boats bobbing on the immense waves. In the distance, after the winding of the river, the boats are pulling the nets, the clack sound of the boat, the sound of fish squawking, the voices of laughter, ... All have made the river in my hometown. became unusually busy. My hometown river has attached to many people here very dear. I love the river so much!
