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Morning all, take history will it be a beautiful atmosphere and like this can I come back? maybe he might not. This is the atmosphere of my village where I was born and raised....beautiful and charming.
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The green fields spread out, the hills and mountains further add to the beautiful atmosphere of my village. Not an inch can be erased from sight, my friend, if any of you are able to forget his hometown,very unfortunate.
Now I live overseas in the buffer city of Jakarta, there is no longer a balance of rice fields, no more hills and mountains, only the roar of the bulldozers of urban developers.
I hope that someday I can put these tired feet on my homeland far from the hustle and bustle of the world and the arrogance of the metropolis.