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 that bold bold tinh.Trong your thoughts, each one the countryside are an own style, do not be confused. People of this country, too, has its own personality and feelings. Homeland they have vast rice fields, vast stretches that I have not gone. In season nine yellow rice paddy nursery of making you feel like an endless yellow carpet. Where we can stay still and watch the sky with clouds, sunset. Should you still poor country roads with little concrete still, the most popular are still the winding dirt road. People in his hometown who I also worked meticulously, the year they sold the land to sell back to the sun. They were simple farmers, gentle and hospitable. They are always concerned about the people around. I still like to see his country average em every time, and when the sun goes down. 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.
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