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Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Why I Love Malaysia

Malaysia&038Malaysia&038Malaysia&038it is a signalize that I always keep in my mind. Its the place that I break my heartbeat from birth, then I grow stronger and stronger until I am now. Without doubt, I hump my own country, Malaysia. I think Malaysia is an ancient wonder of personality and full of aboriginal culture. I must confess that I screw Malaysia because of its breathtaking scenery and the greenness of the juicy land . Its virtu completelyy sunny and moist along the year in this country. So, our land is rich of the tropical rainforest especially in the east coast of Malaysia.Just envisage that you take the canopy walk to get a birds eye view of the worlds oldest rainforest, it sures amazed you. Besides, Malaysia is well cognise for its natural scenic beauty. For instance, you can experience a cave exploration at Niah Cave or mountain climbing at riding horse Kinabalu. Surely this is a nice change of pace, away from the hustle and pluck of the city life. Also, Malay sia is a cosmopolitan country but we have terzetto major races, that is Malays, Chinese and Indians. Even though we come from different races, background, language and skin colour, we have it away as a big family.Instead of argument, we choose to live in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. We treat other plurality brotherly or sisterly and always have great wish for each other. We took every problem to round-table talks. There are also puny number of natives the great unwashed, which included the Kadazan, Bisayah, Iban, Melanau and so on. Indeed, Malaysia is a country of varied cultures and traditions. Here, I met objet darty people from different cultures and we share our faith and trust. For instance, the Malays believe the beingness of Allah and their traditionalistic costumes is BajuKurung.Besides, some natives also have very unique tradition. For instance, the Kadazan people in the Penampang of Sabah. The traditional costumes for Kadazan people is Sinuangga and Gaung . Surely you can made a breakthrough for your exploration. They also have their own local beliefs. Furthermore, Im always in high spirits to be under a festive atmosphere because we have many festivity in the unit year. During the season of celebration, the whole town is in festive mood and you may witness a great occasion in our country.The Chinese virgin Year celebrations falls to mark the beginning of the new year. This special dismantlets is the wholeness most important festival in the Chinese Calendar and Chinatown celebrates it standardised nowhere else with a series of Lion Dance and dazzling light-ups. Truly, I love the local delicacies in Malysia. I really enjoy the traditional cuisine of local people. I have been clear upered different types of flavor of food, much(prenominal) as the taste of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. I prefer the food of vehement spicy, especially the chicken curry soup from Indians cuisine.I was on cloud golf club when my tastebud exploded with spicy hot. However strong a man is, he cant fight against fate I assemble that the power of nature is out of our imagination and the coming of disasters are all of a sudden. So I feel lucky to be a Malaysian because Malaysia is free of natural disasters like earthquake, volcano, landslide, tsunami and others. I feel caoutchouc and secure living in this country. Deep inside, Malaysia is considered as a wonderland in my heart. On top of that, I relish eating local fruits.In my youth, I climbed rambutan and guava tree to pick and eat the fruits right off the trees. My favourite local fruits is durion and Indian mango. Durian is a intumescent tropical fruit and it is a seasonal fruit in our country. The durian are cheap and easily available. Although it gives out an unpleasant quality, I even still crazy of it. Another is Indian mango which has an aromatic smell and its flesh is bright yellow, very juicy and sweet to taste. In a nutshell, Ill always stick up with my country as it is such a beautiful land. Like no other, I will love you forever, MALAYSIA

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