There is a treasure park in my neighborhood.
The park created on the rice paddy field is like a bamboo shoot
Large apartment villages are formed and many residents use it.
He became a natural treasure.
Park managers also make a lot of effort for the convenience and emotions of the residents.
I lean. We plant and care for fine flowers in season, and relax
I'm trying to be a restaurant. But carefully
Even the empty seats in the garden of the garden
If the visitor Clover is a little vigilant, he will be seated.
Widen and push the flowers out of the flower bed and become the owner.
The lyrics to a songwriter called Weed Life
Moolan, who is thinking about dying
Was this vital from the beginning?
How much hardship and trampling have you reached today?
Dare to become an Moolan
from weeds and learn a lot