write a letter to from your friend who is going to visit your homeland about your family rales ( about 100-120 words)

Da Nang Friday , April 5 lh

Dear Hoa,

I arrived at Da Nang Airport late in the afternoon. It was nearly 2 pm on Tuesday, April 2 nd

Aunt Lucy and  Jenny , her daughter, met me at the airport. Then they took me home by taxi.

You know, I ‘ve visited many interesting places in Da Nang such as the Cham Museum , Marble Mountain and China beach . I have also been to the Water Park there . I bought a lot of sourvenirs when going shopping in Da Nang Market. Mom, iVe tried different foods : sea food , and especially Da Nang specialties . Oh, I took a lot of photos . I ‘ve used three rolls of film !

Tomorrow I will come to visit Hoi An, a historic town which used to be a rich seaport during the 16lh to the 18th centuries.

I feel so happy and enjoy myself so much. The people here are so nice and friendly, the foods are so delicious and the sights are so beautiful.

I will leave Da Nang at 9p.m next Wednesday and will arrive at Tan Son Nhat Airport at noon. Please come and pick me up at 12a.m, Hoa.

I look forward to seeing you again.

Perhaps when I was a child, everyone heard lullabies, or rhymes: "Even though I grew up, I was still my child. For the rest of my life, I'm still with you." And in this text, I will tell you about my wonderful mother who loves her child with her whole life. She's the dumbest brother in the world!

My mother is in her thirties, her complexion is no longer white, but she is brunette because of the hard work of taking care of us. She has black hair that is as long as her back and is always neatly tufted in the back. The teeth are even, glossy white and always smile whenever something makes you happy. My mother wasn't very tall, a little thin, very agile gaim. Even though I'm busy, I still spend time with my children. 
I was still young, and the classes were back early that day. I was waiting for my mother at the school gates when a friend near my house invited me to walk home because the school was not far from home. As usual, on time to pick up my mother, I saw that the classes had run out. She hurriedly asked the security guard if she saw any children waiting at the school gates but the security guard didn't. Mum panicked to find me, called dad to see if he was going to pick me up but he was still working. I don't have to say, how worried I'm. She hit me, this was the first time she hit me, I cried and she cried too.

I'm so young I don't know why I just blamed my mother for hitting me. Later on, she hit me because she was too worried about me, hit me because I didn't listen to her. Until now, I still can't forget the time I was beaten by my mother. Mom! I'm sorry. I didn't understand it at the time to say sorry to you.

# Chúc pạn hok tốt!!~