I like the endless fields, the sky connected with the fields, the white clouds on the blue sky, the breeze that brushes my face, and the shirts that are blown by the wind.
I like the vast sea, like the sound of the waves lapping, I can't control the excitement and even tears when I hear it.
I like to look at the towering peaks, the plants, grass or flowers in the valleys, and the sunset that leaks from the mountains.
Because of this hugeness, it makes me feel small, but I can actually feel my existence.
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