In the spring, the flower flock flaunted in ban mai, everyone will bless each other in celebration to the houses, the laughter and blessings. The streams gently flowing water banks, Russia by delighting human tear. The human shadow looming labor paddy bright yellow on the face shape and substance to their wonderful light bird drops of sweat. Hung dung mountain jacket green shirt, a um, the undulating terraces box endless bending like a piece of blue silk. Coffee plant of rubber stretched across lush tapestry of grasslands. The green bamboo hair drop off down the River, peaceful fish kick up swimming in the river. On summer days, the leaves on the trees of golden yellow, red to cover up the red carpet to the ground. The crickets calling for tune with birdsong and the cool breeze and fresh rười. He was the sun shining brightly on the immense space. That's right in his country there is a day called "mid-autumn" it! On this day the kids in his neighborhood for limp limp off the procession middle income, eat moon cakes, the lantern lit up the dream to the desire. Full moon night done it illuminate for the River, as well as phony Uncle moon shadow looming, she always welcomed Russia on middle income with the children there. You think about his country? I shall always be proud of this beloved land. You know, the Earth is our common house, but it's also just a small star in the universe, which we get from God. From eternal things which he hath bestowed on us. Just so, and you are in a higher love.
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