I was born and have grown up in the country in a small village beside a beautiful river. My village is surrounded in a hedge of green bamboos. Most of the houses in the village are built of brick and have red tiled roofs. In the middle of the village there is an old pagoda with high trees around it. On the right of the village flows quietly a clear and blue river. When I was young, I used to swim in the river with my friends. On the left of the village lies the village green where village meetings are often held by village officials. On this ground covered with soft grass we used to fly kites on windy autumnal evenings. My villagers are very friendly and helpful. They are willing to offer mutual help in any case and always get on with one another harmoniously. I loved his village because that is where I was born, grew up and had the happiest childhood