Most of the semester I of year 6, the school held for us visit in Nui COC Lake. Because this is the first time are going away without your parents, only the master teacher responsibility should be with you I just thrilled just alternating a little worried. Know, I have prepare for me everything from the previous night and telling me enough. Then my mother take me sleep very soon because tomorrow 5 am the car was running. Up of beds and yet I still thrill, I finally sleep until right at the Bell poured a long recovery. Me, my mother was getting up and preparing three for me. After that's done, Daddy, I pass to the school yard to the you visit the view. True 5 am the car started running, all we are happy when passes through the familiar path. Car bon bon, just a moment later took away We in unfamiliar roads, keep our eyes gradually open. Go be within walking distance, the teacher beat us to sing familiar songs, such as all the car, filled wine sing along fence applause. Atmosphere fun, boisterous. Just over two hours later we had to face in the Cup, to the Mountain where the teacher for We rested for half an hour for breakfast and relax. Nui COC Lake unfold before my eyes is full of green trees and the color in the Green Lake. Peaceful atmosphere, quiet, different atmosphere We live. After breakfast is finished, the teacher put us into mountain caves, visit here is not the natural mountain caves where it was created by meticulously skillful hands of the people, that is the sophisticated works beautifully. Hang out, we climb the high Hill, in which there are many pines and Africa. Standing on the high hills We hear very clearly through micro-vu as singing lullabies. The view from on high down to the Lake beautiful, golden sunlight sheds on the Lake make thousands of waves young ran on water as the nom why are kick up, playing. After playing bored on the lake shore, her game, we go for a walk on the Lake by a small boat. The vast lake ripple waves, stress runs bucket according to the the wind is blowing. In the distance are the villages lying quietly on the Lake. The real scene so the poetry. On the boat, her teacher told us the area of the mountain Cup, and she also sang for We hear the legendary song Nui COC Lake, her voice velvety earnestly, at postpartum depression at the sweet Fellowship, fervently. So after a day of sightseeing the mountain tourist areas Bangkok, she left our game currency move the furniture back home. Although all but one day the air is fun too, all of them I don't feel tired anymore. At the car we left each other singing exams and shouting both a bustling street corner. Back home, I eagerly told her parents about that trip and I silently thought for sure the written article describing the scene tomorrow will very or, by through the trip in the beginning I had gathered was how many beautiful views of nature. Results a trip full of rewarding.
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