I love outdoor life. Therefore, I often wander alone in parks, gardens, fields and canals, lakes and ponds for hours. I also like climbing tip trees, mountains and hills.
There is a small hill at some distance from our village. Once, on Sunday, I was walking in the fields near the hill. I suddenly made up my mind to climb the hill.
The evening was falling. But it did not take me long to climb it because it was not so high and I had climbed it many times before.
As soon as I reached the top of the hill, I decided to stand there for a while to have a look at the bottom of the hill.
It was now evening. The sun was setting in the west. It resembled a bright round rim-like disc. The West was all in awe with its purple glow.
I saw the fields below. They only saw small tennis courts. Animals and humans were thought to be small cats, rats or frogs. The village houses looked like small doll houses.
The clay and electric lamps in the village were also quite famous from the top of the hill. The river flowing close to the foot of the hill looked like a shining silk thread.
Meanwhile, the moon and some stars appeared in the sky. I climbed the hill in the moonlight and returned home.
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