My home town is a beautiful place. It stands beside a wide river and is rich in fish and rice.
But in the old days it was a poor and backward little town. Many people had no work. They lived a hard life.
In 1949 my hometown was liberated. Since then great changes have taken place there. The streets have been widened. Factories, schools, hospitals, cinemas and theatres have sprung up one after another. The life of the people is greatly improved.
I love my hometown. All the more I love its people. They are working hard so as to make it still richer and more beautiful
my village
i have a good village
whoes english name is lisa.she is twelve years old and she is a very pretty girl.everyone in our class including teachers like her,but i am her only best friend.we share everything we have and we nearly talk everything with each other.we both learn well,and we always learn together and help each other.she was very out-going and cute.she likes tell jokes and funny things.she likes smiling,you could always find simil blooming in her face.i like her not only because she is cute but also she is very kind inside.well that is my best friend.