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Báo cáo lỗi dịch thuật
Where the trees sway, with the wind's melody,
The sun shines down, with a gentle warm touch,
And the creatures roam, with no need for much.
The birds sing, a song of pure bliss,
As the streams flow, with a gentle kiss,
The flowers bloom, with a radiant glow,
And the leaves rustle, in the wind's soft flow.
The forest whispers, a secret untold,
A peaceful refuge, from the chaos of the world,
A haven for the timid, and the meek,
Where the shy can find, a place to speak.
So come, take a walk, in the Shy Forest, my friend,
And let the calmness, seep into your heart's end,
For here you'll find, a peace of mind,
In this world of nature, so unkind.