My home village is a beautiful village far from the town. There is a clear brook arcs around the village， making the vil]age like a peninsula.
On one side of the brook， are farmlands stretching as far as the eyes can see with farmers busy in the fields. The sunshines brightly through the pure， fresh air. After dark， I liked to roam around the fields along footpaths. The feeling was excellent.
On the other side of the brook， there are many trees. There are lots of green bamboo groves. The trees offer nice shade in the summer， and birds like singing in them. The bamboos sway gently in the fresh summer breeze. The brook runs calmly anti quietly through all this greenness， making a very nice picture.
This is my home village. It is far away in the country， but always with me，wherever I am.
