Do you want anything else?
On top of hill soft wind flow.
Swallows fly over the sky.
Those are terraced fields.
Those are the new fields wait for growing day.
In the city smog make you trouble
But here, it is not a problem.
The morning sun twingle eyes from the east horizon.
The evening sun wave his hand from the west mountain.
Do you want anything else?
The large sky, green forrest
And panorama scene.
There are villages to stay.
Everybody smiles and invite to live together so long.
Do you want anything else?
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