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Have you ever wished to wake up in the middle of a village full of sunshine and peace? My hometown is such a place. Launching the eye away from the field in the hometown in the morning to see the spring vitality is rising strongly. The rice fields were as smooth as a blue velvet carpet stretching far away. The early sunshine softened, the breeze made the field look like an embroidered painting of a skillful artist. The morning dewdrops are still on the leaves of the grass. A flock of white storks flew sideways and landed on a smooth green grass. The passionate flavor of rice spreads in the wind, the waves are undulating and whispering.
Far away is a peaceful home country. The river is very kind, please give as many countries as you want. Two banks of strawberry beaches and green banana gardens. Some boats slowly flow down the river. The sound of a sand blower on the boat swirled up and down the river. On the slope of the cows, the cows graze. Lua bamboo along the dike still swings in the wind, a green green hometown. The sun was high, the sunshine spread all over the place.
Children who wake up and go to school. Their quick and joyful steps are like going to school right away.
Unlike the city and the village, there are no high-rise buildings close together, there are no noisy cars but instead is a very peaceful life, not rushing to bustle ... And the city The city does not have houses with tiled tiles, stone tiles or banana bushes, there are no fields, ...
Homeland is very familiar. Hometown has kept many pleasant memories of childhood. No matter where I go, I cannot forget the beauty of my hometown in the beautiful spring mornings. Because it is the most poetic sacred thing of my childhood.