If someone asked me: "Now there is a treaty, then what would you ask?". I do not need to ponder that will respond immediately: "I wish to be back home to enjoy a peaceful life, quiet places." In these times of childhood home games, there is a full moon night were recorded deep in the soul innocence, my immaturity at that time.
When the family had just moved out dinner tray at that time was up and the moon as well. At this time, towering sky, clouds floating basis. Behold! In the distance, the horizon remains bright blush. Pale night covers everywhere. The moon is slowly rising after the black bamboo trees of the village, rounded rims rims. Moon now rises, shines everywhere. Far away, the village head, the gentle river, Sparkling ripple into ripples. Field constant waves, yellow moon shines like a shimmering gold line. Field, landscape is very quiet, quiet. All things queer bathing in moonlight. The fireflies are playing hide heart flying everywhere, hiding in the leaves or bamboo around. Night the stars glitter like candles is helping the moon shining with it. Plants rely on each seemingly asleep. Wind blowing inshore cage copper, Rice carpet kept bobbing, bobbing horizon until forever. From a distance, I feel his village is a picture of peaceful countryside, quiet. Standing in the yard watching the moon and listening to music beautiful wonders of nature, I feel his heart cheery lightheadedness.
I love the evening at home, love the magic moonlight night was full moon. It has left me a deep impression. This time, sure everyone had gone to bed at all. Only sparkling moonlight, awake in the night.

Full moon night, the moon rise very soon. Cool breeze blowing inshore cage, joking in the dark green bamboo surround the village. Leaned moonlight silhouetted the houses, the trees on the ground damp fog. Moon illuminating tưng lane early. The higher, the brighter moon moon .Vang rim as silver saucer suspended in the night sky sparkling boundless chasms why. Moon lighting everywhere. Inlaid silver moonlight shimmering on the river meanders through the village. Moon Kiu constant waves of double barrel inky night carrying water on her shoulder. Moon swooping listen business story of the iris. Flowers or hammock on bamboo mat placed between the field around our whole family, fun exchanging stories home. Cup of green bamboo as the hometown flavor. Along cool breeze, the moonlight softened shadows summer, drying soil strenuous sweat on his face worries parents