Plowing the fields in the middle of the hot sun is very tiring, but the pleasure is remarkable when the break for a moment dibawak shady wooden .. gentle breeze blowing pumped the spirit to get back to work. this is the fate of the peasant children. no prestige. as solid as water and a bite of the rice we get by squeezing out a lawful street sweat into a double worship charity with Allah's reward. more blessed and reassuring. what a treasure abounded, lived in the palace but the result of corruption and nepotism. for the sake of Allah is not a blessing, not happy and cause to be herded to hell in the future. spirit.
