At first take my love. I am a poor farmer. My dream house is slowly breaking down. When it rains, the rain drops continue to wear inside it And its poles destroy the grasshopper, so the poles are weakening. If there is heavy rain or cyclone wind, then there is a possibility of breaking my dream hut. So, everyone help me to save my dream home. This is my last resort ground. If it does not, then I have to spend the night in the street.