In the morning see the rice fields
A happy heart countless
My field is glistening with gold
The wind whispered in my ear
Likes to listen to congratulations
The birds chirp
Bring a virtual song and
Your straw dance is fun
The warm sunrise warms the atmosphere
Stepping and swinging the sickle
I will get your grace for me
I am grateful, I offer it with prayer and
I will give you my pity
May you always be blessed by Him
The grain of rice has turned yellow
Crowds of crowds
The cries of the farmers in the fields sounded loud
Evict birds that eat rice
In the middle of a stretch of rice plants
Teen chat and jokes
When expelling poultry in the middle of rice fields
Promise to love each other.
Beautiful nuances ..
His funny laugh ..
As if not felt ..
The burden of life is there
The harvest season has arrived ..
When the promise begins to unravel
Come to meet
As a lovable lover
Both parents support each other
After the harvest will get married
Some lovers are interlocked
To build a true family
