Amazing, sir @dobartim
Wallowing
In mud
Enjoy the dirt of the land
Laugh cheerfully without burden
Face everything in peace
The farmer laughs
Abundant
Harvest
City
Not village
The mud must be different
Everyone was sad and laughed
When night is gone
Then reflect on yourself
Eye angle
Filled
Make one poetry
Yes, sir, @dobartim, I will make one, poetry. Thank you