Behind it the beautiful fountain.
How beautiful greenery of dense forest
The over flowing rivers not taking rest.
Hoe beautiful the chirping of birds
The pigles playing in the muds.
Look at the beautiful terraced hill
How pleasant do I feel.
A lot of adventure in each step
The nature creates own decimate.
Everyone should follow the rule of nature
Who doesn’t follow named as failure.
The nature which belongs to us
We are the development one first.
But do not decimate it further
If so, we are the blank window who eats its own mother.
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