From my house’s perspective, from the front, you see a city view, and from behind, you see a rural landscape.
The air is good. It’s a quiet neighborhood where few people go.
One day, he was visiting a family member’s house while passing by a paddy field, and he came across such pretty, ripe rice that turned yellow. The rice was swayed in the wind, resembling waves of the sea.
Take photos for a while. While I was harvesting rice, I suddenly had a thought like this:
There is an old saying, “The more ripe the rice, the more the head bows down.”
It is a symbol of humility.
It also contains a lesson that mature and character should not lose humility.
I believe that humility is important when practicing Mother’s words of love.
I also bow my head to express gratitude or apologize.
Respect, concession, and consideration must all be achieved through humility.
I will work even harder to become a humble person like ripe rice.
Everyone, Animo!