My hometown is a peaceful countryside, quiet, not as noisy as Hanoi city. All the way, I'm always eager and looking forward. It's been a long time since I've been back to visit my grandmother. The two sides of the road go home to green rice, faintly smell of rice at flowering! In the distance, there are silhouettes of cows and buffaloes grazing hard. We really like the grass because it is as green and "delicious" as the rice! The farmers are sitting on the bank, everyone has a very good smile, though sweat is still on his forehead. Meet everyone, my father also greeted enthusiastically. Everyone seems to be a countryman, the people of the country are so close!
Arriving at my grandmother's house, I saw her welcome at the gate. Grandma worried that my parents and I would be tired so we should have a mat on the porch for the whole family to rest. But I'm not tired at all, even though the road is a bit far, I still feel "energetic"! Looking grandma getting older, I love you so much! His foreign hair is all gray, with only a few black strands left. Grandpa stroked his hair, asked him to look good, study and instruct him to be very considerate.
After a break, I rushed to the garden to pick fruits. Wow, the garden of my grandmother has so much fresh fruit! Which is na, which is guava, star fruit, ..... A lot of results for you to choose. Foreign children pick a little each to eat. Fruit grown by foreign hands is different. Delicious and extremely cool!
Grandma has a very cute cat. I play with uncle forever without getting bored. In the evening, the maternal grandmother picked vegetables to cook rice. That dinner that night, my whole family gathered together. Seeing grandmother laugh happily, my heart is also filled with emotion. I love you so much, begged me to stay with my family but couldn't. Grandmother said she used to know the countryside, she did not want to go elsewhere.
Goodbye the next day, but my heart was very sad. I just hope summer comes really fast so I can go back to visit my grandmother longer.

$\text{After nine months of hard study, we finally got a summer vacation. In the summer, my parents often take me to go to the water park or to the zoo. But I like to go home to visit my grandparents. Like every year, every summer, my family spends about 3-4 days back home to play. My home is beautiful. Walking on a rocky dirt road, sitting in the car looking away, is a vast rice field with the green color of young seedlings. Far away, a few cows are deliberately grazing. A few boys were chasing each other for the kite flying high in the vast blue sky. Moments later, a flock of birds raced back and forth. My grandparents' house is on a small road, cars can't go in. The grandparents' house roofed with red tile, bearing the colors of ancient moss. In front of the house is a small garden, where my brother planted vegetables and raised chickens. That branch is a pond full of fish. When I saw you and my parents came, my grandparents were very excited. He gave me a tight hug then took me to the garden to play and took me cheap fishing rods. Two grandchildren talk juicy. He inquired about my learning situation and told me many stories. Seeing the two grandchildren having fun together, her grandmother led her parents into the house and made tea. At night, she and her mother prepare a "home-grown" meal: braised fish, boiled meat and sour soup - all the meat and vegetables that grandparents cultivated in the garden pond. Maybe because of that, I think the meal is delicious. Afterward, I lay down in a hammock in the garden and slept whenever I was awake. Time passed quickly and it was time for parents to work, they also need to prepare for the new school year. Before parting, he gave me his fishing rod and said: "When you are free, come up and play with me". }$