The yellow green is so beautiful. Little birds fly freely here and there. The wind blows not too tight, not as fast as the wind off the coast, like an intangible receiver greet warm visitors. He brushed the tired and tired scattered in the minds of mind due to the activities in the office all day. It was a sight that was hard to find, even if in town, it was not there. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful he was. Not to mention he was further enhanced by the distinctive blue color of the clear sky accompanied by the glow of the last of the sun's rays in the afternoon. There was a middle-aged man wearing a round cap with the top to form a rather wide cone over his head. Hat is commonly known as a hat "Pak Tani". The man is bending over. I do not know what he's doing. Maybe cleaning his paddy. Not very clear, because he was in the middle of rice fields. He bowed very long as tirelessly. Probably because he was spurred by the excitement of the spirit. Moreover, the rice is soon ready to be harvested. "Salute to Mr. Farmer," I told myself. I turned my gaze back to the vast expanse of rice fields. There was a group of women on the edge of the rice fields. They wear the same hat as the "Farmer" had been wearing. They look like a family. Very warm togetherness, accompanied by laughter. They were walking with a torn sack. Each sack they carry contains vegetables. Seen they brought water spinach. All I know is kangkung. I did not have time to ask them because I had to continue the journey home. My watch shows at 17:35. I had to go home because I was going to break the fast at home. The short story above is a glimpse of what the author sees when heading home in the village, stopping at a paddy field. It was Saturday afternoon at 17:15. I paused when summoned by the beautiful scenery of rice fields with a golden-yellow golden combination in the afternoon. Rice-rice has begun to look to reach its mature age. Maybe just waiting for the count of days, the rice-rice that will be harvested. The view was very reassuring. Very contrary to the conditions in the city where so crowded, polluted, and motor vehicles are crowded. Hopefully such a scene will remain forever. Do not let him become the victim of the tremendous flow of urbanization
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