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"Homeland" is the two most dear calling to every human being. Because that is where we are born, grow and mature. For me too, my hometown is beautiful and every time I call home I feel in my heart filled with indescribable emotions.

My hometown is a very prosperous village. The rice fields are straight with storks, corn fields and green mulberry fields reaching the horizon. The village road is zigzag, winding but extremely clean because it is made of concrete. From the day we have clean concrete roads, we no longer suffer from muddy mud and mud as we used to do. Now in my hometown, I don't have any more cottages but all have tiled houses. So last October, my hometown was received the title of New Rural. Although life has improved, but in my hometown, people still live together very harmoniously, emotionally. At the beginning of a new day, farmers often invite each other to the field. The crooks pushed the cart to the market, talking about prices today. As for us, we call each other to go to school, laugh and talk to make the small village become more stirring and full of life. In the evenings of the music festival, the old men and women also excitedly went to see and participated in reading poems and telling stories.

The kite of all colors, all shapes and up, high and long on the windy dike is probably the image I enjoy the most. Hopefully our dreams will fly high, so far.

The appearance of my homeland is changing day by day and getting richer and nicer. I love my hometown. That's why later, no matter how far I go, I will always remember my hometown.