Every spring, my village jubilantly opens a festival. It was the twenty-fifth day of January, at dawn, from all directions, people flocked to Cao Pagoda. Cao Pagoda is located on a large area of ​​land. The scenery here is really beautiful. The sound of the sacrificial drum seemed to urge everyone to hurry up and come and see. Everyone is dressed in luxurious clothes, with happy faces, in their hands with items of the village to offer to Buddha. There is so much fun on the field. This place is a cockfighting ring, That place is a human chess game. Our children's favorite is the two long rows of toys. I want to give a plastic gorilla some acrobatics. I like it very much. At noon, more and more people came. Everyone wishes for the best for them. My mother and I left with joy and excitement. I think the festival in my hometown is a good tradition that I will always remember.