This is the photo I took this morning at the rice field view in the middle of the city in the middle of a dense local building. The air in the morning feels cool, seeing the green expanse of rice fields makes the heart surge to greet the morning. Beautiful when you feel and cross the paronama of nature that seems to make this heart knock. A heart that is always telling the truth as it is, saying right when it is right, saying wrong when it is wrong. An inspiration for conscience where else we look for it if our natural beauty turns into a magnificent building, exclusive boarding, a towering star hotel. They sell a beautiful natural paronama to become a hard concrete steel building.
