Nhà Thờ Mưỡu Giáp

The day I left my hometown, when I was 16 years old, the pagoda is still nestled in an old-fashioned residential area that I cannot recognize for 30 years. It is so beautiful and solemn that once I will return to visit my hometown, I will go into the church to see first-hand the church where I was still praying every day when I was a child, especially the rocky mountain. The lime where I used to climb to play whenever I went to collect firewood, I couldn't help but remember

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The Catholic parish where my grandfather lived, a small village and a 100-year-old church were recently renovated.

Small church, hidden in the residential area.