In
the morning
When
the sun rays rise
It
makes the sky warm
The
people don't cry
In
the afternoon
The
heat of the sun
The
heat rays ripple your skin
You
take cover and sun glass
In
the evening
The
dark clouds suddenly appear
Across
the mountain
The
sun just disappears
The
low land people are worried
The
rising water from the rain
It
floods the rivers and the homes
The
people become homeless
In
the night
The
worrying faces
Listening
to the water ripple
Floating
lazily before teasing your eyes
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