I miss them: my people and my country

I'm not only look at this particular page. I did look through the portfolio. It's wonderful. I miss them a lot. I miss the faces of those people who have the same color of skin and hair, and the blood stream. Sensitive... I miss the scenery... of the temples, churches, schools, and small houses. There is no electric, and no telephone. What a life. However, the people are sweet and the scenery is wonderful. I never and ever have an opportunity here to go to see moon when it's full and listen to the conversation of nature: trees, insects, stars... They are talking to us, to themselve. I wonder when could I do that again.