Giảng đường B - Khoa Ngoại ngữ, Đại học Thái Nguyên

I grew up in the sunken region, where there is a straight field of winged flight. And perhaps the rice field of my country always has the charm of pulling those who are far away thinking of where they buried their belly button. Spring morning to stand at the top of the village that looks like rice fields are fun! Wind spring lightly rotten, waves jumped each wave, each chase away each other forever. A white heron spread wide wings flying over the prominent blue sky background. Especially the farmers go to the grass, the field of singing and singing with the young men and women. Butterflies are colorful enough to play with green rice mats.n nIn the days when the rice season is rushing, if anyone standing far away will see a vast sea of ​​gold dazzling. Scattered throughout the field is a scene of farmers harvesting rice, white hat undulating. In the afternoon, when the wind blows lightly, the rice gently shakes as if whispering, then talk to each other. The autumn afternoon, fog over the field, looks as far as a diluted smoke, white thanks thanks.n nIn the morning, the fog melts away the dew drops glitter on the leaves. When the sun rises to warm the field, the rays shine on the frosted beads, like tiny pearls, and light up the brightest colors. In my neighborhood, there are brothers and sisters who go far, visit the countryside to visit the field. They look at the sparrows looking for food to fly on the rice field. Sometimes it is parked down and then soared soaring sky blue roaring call.

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