What was happen when people from remote place writing, its me. I gathered my courage to do this. part by part of word was arranged by wish to express my hard feeling. I don't care about the speeling but I want do the best. a remote place with full of wide rice field was the place which I wrote. green grass and sound of water flow together with litle tear of my eyes, felt of thank God. I saw rice birds flew hither and thither, its showed to me thats they never feel sad. All of it's scenery made my hard conscious.
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