My hometown is in the countryside, my family situation is difficult so I have not been to the beautiful scenery in the province and other places in Vietnam. I only know the beautiful scenes through pictures, pictures and on television. Although my hometown does not have beautiful poetic scenes, it is famous but I still love my hometown, I love the golden rice fields, love the mountains solemnly, love the green trees shade shade. And I love, love, love the infinite river home.
A small river flows through my home winding winding. Rainy season, flooded river, river water carrying heavy sediment accreted the field more fertile. The river surface is twice as large, three times the dry season. River water up high flooded all the eucalyptus, crazy creek. On the banks of the river, the glowing yellow flowers swarmed, shivering like thousands of small butterflies that looked delightful. River water rises, but the river is still calm, water is not swift. Only when the wind is big, new waves clamber into the shore as the waves. In the dry season, the river water is low but the water is still rising and falling along the tide. The two sides of the river green muddy rice paddies. In the afternoon, our children still year, three bathing, swimming delight. We smashed the splash, then dived red eyes are not up yet. Sometimes when bathing, my mother did not hear, when I saw the mother holding the whip stood on the shore waiting.
The river was close to my people. The river provides irrigation water for rice fields in the countryside, rice paddies. The river also patted, hugging the children we grew up. In the morning, we paddled through the river to study. In the rainy season, we rowed down to pick up the croissant, go picking cotton crazy about cooking sour soup. How many of our memories have taken place on the riverside.
The river is so useful to my people. But some people still carelessly dumping garbage, cow dung, pigs, ... to the river. Did they know that the water they eat, bathed every day is still from the river? If the water is polluted, what is the health of the people? I wish each and every one of my countrymen to have a sense of protecting the river so that the river water is always clean, so that our children are waving the cool bath area without fear of eye pain, itching of the skin. Me and my friends try to protect the river

"Hometown" - two hours listening to the stars loved it strange home is a place that has many beautiful memories with us, with each home can be rice paddies, sky blue deep ... my motherland is a small village with gentle river winding around the village, has attached to many beautiful childhood memories. From a young age, I liked the river (my house next to the river). I often sit on the river bank, drawing, sometimes even writing poetry or watching the river. Indeed, the river is very beautiful. Early in the morning, he went to school across the bridge over the river. At that time, the river was still covered with a thin mist, silent in sleep. When you go to school, wave ripple, rolling like hello. "Smiling, please," he smiled, quietly in the middle of the afternoon, falling into a nap, to shake off the heat of summer, dancing in the river, drowning cool water, clear. The river bobbing, playing, playing with me. Now, I know how to swim well and remember back then, so funny. At that time, I did not know how to swim, want to bathe without daring to water, just around the shore. Suddenly slipped, falling into the water. So drink a full stomach. And now, there are times when my friends tagged me like an otter. Is there a good swim that can play with the river, right river? I play happily, pick up the hyacinth set on the soggy hair. Purple heart flowers are beautiful water droplets. River gift for you there! At sunset, when the sun sets behind the mountain, my river is a dark red, very beautiful. The fish also hurried back to "home" swiftly to stir the water surface. Still the evening is beautiful. Especially on the moonlit nights. Bright moon, rounded like a golden plate, shining down the river. The river receives the serene light of the moon becomes silver, sparkling. Wind blowing cage, cool very cool. You sit there, passionate look at the river, look at my beloved river. That's it! The river is beautiful country like that. Do you like it? Particularly, you are now far away from the river dear, living in the city of luxury but never forget the river. For me, the river is a cute friend, gentle but not beautiful. The river always brings joy to you. At night, the image of the "silver river" sparkles under the moonlight, giving her a peaceful sleep.