There the place I love the most, the place where I grew. My village shaded with trees, leaves and memories. you will see why a person would want to live there. Dawn, morning, mid day, and night all the same expect the color of village there.
If you went for a walk in the village in the morning, the scenic beauty of the village road was quite. While walking down, can hear different birds singing among big trees and the night air was another beautiful. The moonlight filled with the entire village.
So, today my activity in hometown is accompanied my mother went to market to buy some groceries. When we arrived at the market, we could not find a place to park the car. We wanted patiently for about ten minutes before someone vacated a parking space and we moved in.
Coming to the market, so we made our way buying vegetables, meat, fish, noodles, spice sand other food stuffs. The bags got heavier and heavier, the crowd got thicker and thicker. The noise and heat was overwhelming.
As we had nearly done all shopping, I told my mother that I would wait for her at the car. I could not stand being hundreds of aggressive shoppers. I lugged the bags wearily to the car and breathed a sign of relief when I reached it.
The air smelled sweet and cool. I was glad to be outside , about fifteen minutes later my mother emerged from market. She look exhausted the we put the groceries in the boot, got into car and drive of with the air conditioner at full blast.
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