My amazing city!

This is where my family usually goes camping. It is called Vong Canh Hill. When standing on the top of the hill, you can admire the beautiful sunset, reddish and shine like a red round jewel never before, beautiful enough to be compared to it. The horizon shines brightly, the silver gleams like a piece of nacre. The pine branches will sing under the breeze to tickle the skin and hair. This is not a beautiful scene that you can feel through the pictures but I will need to insert it so you can have a little bit of imagination about it. The last photo shows me and my brother standing on top of a garrison (the hill that used to be the site of war) on my 12th birthday.

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