My hometown is not beautiful and poetic but it is proud to say that flying a kite every way on the dike is great. The last remaining rays of the day are also when our kids pull together to the sandy beach to play. Every cool breeze in the air brings the kites away and high. It sends dreams about a beautiful future of rural children. In addition, the Red River is busy all year round, depositing alluvium for two rows of trees to shine their shadow on the water, making the landscape become charming. Standing to watch the sunset slowly disappear, the pink light is losing a strange feeling of regret. Alas! An exciting, noisy day has ended to make room for a quiet night.
