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Season of the autumn, all blues sky heartfelt come to closer, field of goodness the harvest season, the farmer is looking for his harvest, all the hardship all the pain he endured day and night for his cultivation of his soil, for him the soil is holy, his soil never betrays him, sometimes drought take away from his belief but soil promises him another season, that is his duty bound so he commit his soil, so he knows his soil intimately and humbled by, when he has a great good season for his rice, the rices in his field bow to him their heads humbly and sincerely, signed of full of goodness and wisdom, and they ready to serve their purpose for nourishing for humanity. Confucius teach us humble is virtue and wisdom Learning from the rice farmer. I am just saying.