Salam steemean dimanapun anda berada.
ketika saya kembali ke kos. yaitu dikota langsa, seketika sepeda motor saya mati. kenapa bisa mati? gumam saya dalam hati!! eh ternyata saya sendiri yang mematikannya. penyebabnya ialah ada kerumunan orang saya lihat dari kejauhan. ternyata sedang ada festival kicauan burung. yang diadakan di karang baru. aceh tamiang
juri sedang melakukan penilaian
berawal dari cerita cerita orang tentang lomba suara burung berkicau. dan akhirnya saya sendiri dapat menyaksikan yang diceritakan orang orang.
dari jarak yang lebih dekat
tampaklah burung burung didalam kandangnya yang digantung di besi tenda sedang beradu suaranya.
sangat banyak peserta yang mengikuti lomba. sehingga para peserta yang belum dipanggil harus mengantri. mereka meletakkan burung peliharaannya di berbagai tempat.
di ranting pohon rambutan
andai pohon rambutan bisa berbicara, pasti ia akan mengatakan: kalau menang bagi bagi ya... wkwkwk
di gantungkan di warung
berbagai tempat penuh dengan burung. begitu antusias para warga mengikuti festival tersebut.
Steemean greeting wherever you are.
when i go back to boarding house. namely in the city directly, my motorcycle instantly died. why can you die? I murmured to myself! eh I turned it off myself. the cause is there is a crowd of people I see from a distance. apparently there is a birds singing festival. which was held on a new reef. aceh tamiang
the judge is assessing
started from the story of the story of the birds singing. and finally I myself can see what people say.
from a shorter distance
there was a bird in his cage hanging from a tent iron in his voice.
very many participants who followed the race. so that participants who have not been called must queue up. they put their pet birds in various places.
on twigs of rambutan trees
if the rambutan tree could speak, surely he would say: if it wins for ya ... wkwkwk
hang in the shop
various places full of birds. so enthusiastic citizens follow the festival.