Deep in the heart of the beautiful place, past the mile long stretch of rice fields and the farmer with his cows, there is a village. Flowers grow on trees and by the place for walking but the smell of flowers is overpowered by manure covered roads. To smell a flower in the beautiful place, you have to lean in closely. In the beautiful place, you can't simply pass by.
You have to hold your arms open wide and let the children run into your arms.