I remember my country. Because I miss my relatives in India. I remember that big mountain, trees and lots of nature.
I love my India. Because India is the most amazing country 
in the world. In India there are nice places like nature.
I remember that some day, I had fun with my friends in nice weather with shiny clouds. Some day it’s like raining in the darkness. Like sky meet earth.
My country India looks like natural garden. It feels like you enjoy people and happiness. I miss my country like I forgot my happiness and joy.
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