Fragrance of the earth
I never miss smelling the fragrance of the earth, Which arises from the dry soil after the first rain, My nose has been severely sensitive to this aroma since birth, I always get out to play and walk in the gentle rain, The smell washing away the dryness of the summer days, This scent is a remnant of the simple pleasures in my life, It evokes a strong sense of longing for my homeland always, And it reminds me of my childhood days of folk life, The earthy scent makes me feel calm and brings me pleasure, Is the sweet smell good for my mind and health, It elicits positive emotions for me like a treasure, The familiar pungent odour is my natural wealth, And it is deeply rooted in my traditional culture, Where the arrival of rain and its smell are felt as a sculpture.
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