It has been a while since I come back to my hometown. Life in a big city has always been a rush. Traffic, busy people, and polluted airways make people forget all about relaxation and enjoying nature. This is peaceful and calm….
A small wooden bridge for villagers to pass by the creek. Too small for vehicles, too much childhood memories…
The rice field run endlessly as it seems. It’s almost harvesting time of the year. Everyone is ready for the end of the crops.
A moment on the small boat sailing around the lakes and creeks makes me feel fresh and relaxing.