The most beautiful thing I miss is the rising sun
Second,
the setting sun
Third,
the dew drops on the green leaves at dawn.
Fourth,
the moon lit night
Fifth,
the crimson light when it dazzles
Sixth,
the comet when it passes through the sky at night
Seventh,
dive into the shallow water play with fish
Eight,
while the bird is sipping date juice from the pot
Nineth,
while baby move thier legs on their mother's lap
Tenth,
To jump into the water from the river bank.
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