At the end of the school year, the school organizes for students to visit Uncle Ho's mausoleum. Everyone is excited because this is the first time coming to Hanoi and seeing Uncle Ho. At seven o'clock Sunday morning, the wheelchairs rolled. The car drove for three hours to arrive. When we arrived, following the instructions of the teachers, we lined up, one class at a time, entering the mausoleum. The atmosphere in the mausoleum was solemn. Soldiers stood guard at Uncle Ho's mausoleum, looking at everyone's face very seriously. Uncle Ho lay there, as if in sleep. Kind face, long white beard. The forehead is high and wide. Seeing Uncle, in my heart, I feel so proud. After visiting Uncle Ho, the whole class continued to move to visit the stilt house - where Uncle used to live and work, Uncle Ho's fish pond and Ho Chi Minh museum - where many memorabilia about Uncle Ho are kept.Although the trip was short, but left a lot of impressions, for the first time, I was able to see with my own eyes a part of the life of beloved Uncle Ho. Later on, the feeling of pride and emotion when visiting Uncle Ho's mausoleum remained deeply imprinted in me.