I see the sun shining in the morning like cheering me up today. On the eastern horizon, I look forward to your arrival, the warmth of your rays that morning. Shining bright as bright as my hope Living the twists and turns of life in this time. Your sun is getting more beautiful. Hope your full of light comes to decorate the morning and afternoon. Today I woke up at 8 am. I didn't feel panicked because today happened to be my day off. I kept myself quiet for a while after I woke up so I wouldn't be surprised. I looked to the right and to the left, then I got up from my bed. I opened the window and felt the warm sunlight hitting my body, it was comfortable. When I looked outside, it was clear that today's weather is very sunny and can't we go for a walk in this weather? That's why I took my pet dog to walk with me. But before that I have to take a shower and tidy myself up first. After I finished showering I put on my favorite shoes and walked with my dog. I'm wearing a white long sleeve shirt and the wrists have a few other colors. I also wear white trousers. The shoes I'm wearing are brown and white, very nice! We took a walk to the park near where I live. The area where I live is beautiful and very comfortable. While walking we found a small red statue, it looks like a new statue. Or maybe I just found out? I'm so busy that I rarely pay attention to my surroundings.
Along the way I realized that the environment around me was really beautiful. Actually the scenery is simple, but I feel very happy. The morning air that passed me, the sunlight that warmed my body. The beauty of the plants that I see, the colors that add to the beauty of nature. How great is God who created all of this. Lined up on fertile land, under a big shady tree. A gentle breeze swaying the stalks, reveling is very pleasing to the eye. Broad eye lanterns look at the yard, only a beautiful flower can be seen. Dragging the gray memory of the dark past, the flower stalks move to sway a big mistake. There are many memories in this garden, the upright flowers bear witness. Maybe because this park has been here long enough, so many people come and play. This park holds many memories and is still neatly arranged, this park is well maintained. White jasmine is clean and holy, the leaves are waving proof of not wanting to leave. Beautiful flowers carry stories, red roses symbolize the expression of love. You can see the butterflies flying down, savoring the sweet cider around the edges. And there's a picture of a house, let me explain the picture. Home, very beautiful house. In the picture above, we can see a small house surrounded by vegetation. I don't know why I chose this painting. Actually a house like this is not as grand as the luxury houses in the city. But if we look, we get a really beautiful view of this house. We can feel the fresh air, the smell of flowers and the beautiful horizon. Home is a place where we release fatigue, go home to relax the mind. Home is a place where and where we step foot, only home is the best place. Home is a place where I am accepted and awaited. I used to think what is the meaning of "my house is my palace", I feel normal when I'm at home. But now I realize, when I'm at home, I act as I am. I can cry, unwind, do as many things as I want. Home is a simple place. We share joys and sorrows at home, creating many memories.
Along the way I realized that the environment around me was really beautiful. Actually the scenery is simple, but I feel very happy. The morning air that passed me, the sunlight that warmed my body. The beauty of the plants that I see, the colors that add to the beauty of nature. How great is God who created all of this. Lined up on fertile land, under a big shady tree. A gentle breeze swaying the stalks, reveling is very pleasing to the eye. Broad eye lanterns look at the yard, only a beautiful flower can be seen. Dragging the gray memory of the dark past, the flower stalks move to sway a big mistake. There are many memories in this garden, the upright flowers bear witness. Maybe because this park has been here long enough, so many people come and play. This park holds many memories and is still neatly arranged, this park is well maintained. White jasmine is clean and holy, the leaves are waving proof of not wanting to leave. Beautiful flowers carry stories, red roses symbolize the expression of love. You can see the butterflies flying down, savoring the sweet cider around the edges. And there's a picture of a house, let me explain the picture. Home, very beautiful house. In the picture above, we can see a small house surrounded by vegetation. I don't know why I chose this painting. Actually a house like this is not as grand as the luxury houses in the city. But if we look, we get a really beautiful view of this house. We can feel the fresh air, the smell of flowers and the beautiful horizon. Home is a place where we release fatigue, go home to relax the mind. Home is a place where and where we step foot, only home is the best place. Home is a place where I am accepted and awaited. I used to think what is the meaning of "my house is my palace", I feel normal when I'm at home. But now I realize, when I'm at home, I act as I am. I can cry, unwind, do as many things as I want. Home is a simple place. We share joys and sorrows at home, creating many memories.