The sun's shade is spreading in the sun's shine all around. But the clouds clouded occasionally to cover the hill. The green vegetation is surrounded by a calm, drenched river passing through the middle of the middle ... The color of the childhood draws all the colorful paint. In fact, the picture blossoms through the dream of the golden hill that is cherished carefully. Where to find the secret treasure seek. The lively Abol Tabol, the torn page of the book of Tuntuni, flew into the monolithic monastery standing near the mountains. The color of the wax painted beautiful hands, the sun, the trees, the kites and the memories of love, the tune of the poison tends to move from one mountain to another.