Poem.

My country is golden.

Golden crops are here.

The rivers are silvery

Silver fishes are there,

If you come here,

You will see.

The golden crops and silvery sea,

Now it is autumn.

And the fields look green.

The moon shines bright

And the sun shines bright

The trees are full of different fruits.

They are nice to eat.

If you com, you will see.

How beautiful my country is!

I am proud of my country.

If you get time, visit my country.

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  • samir on Sep 14, 2011

    nice poem

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