Life in the village is simple and warm! People here legs covered their faces mud but loyal and beautiful, lasting impression. The children here do this joke sick child mice skinny, black, curly hair, bare ride runs between lunch fields. Every morning, I saw her in the village to the river carrying water, laundry, wash the rice, the farmer ... The field, rice paddy. The students go to school. The vegetables and flowers she brought to market. At noon, the farmer resting, sitting beneath a banyan tree and enlist dinner nap a few minutes. This time the students had gone home. Afternoon, I found out the first lane 1 basket she brought only a few bundles left over after selling vegetables at the market, the buffalo farmer after 1 business day. Buffalo designs ample tread it looks majestic. Children flying a kite to the kite fold, brought home and agreed to meet the next day! Every evening, the breeze through blow away the smell of rice fat fat. Oh, I love this peaceful life too, it's a far cry from one life is full of sound in the city, do not take well 1 sec quiet!
