THE SUN is almost leaving the afternoon crowd in my village. I was in a bamboo tent in front of my house, watching the little children enjoying the beautiful afternoon air.
They seemed not to care that it was almost night. The mountains and hills surrounding my village seemed to be happy with them. Their enjoyment of simple games is the only world they have today.
This is the place where I was born, this is the place where I grew up, this is the place where I spoke the first words from my mouth.
By : @victoria-bella
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