Have You heard, how early in the morning singing outside the window birds? How melodious cooing thrush, chirping oriole and takes his warbling of the nightingale? Like a small gurgling brook or calms the waves of the sea surf? Are You familiar with the shock of the magnificent view from the high mountains, where You were raised, overcoming ledges and crevices? The sky's so blue above you! Think reach out and touch the clouds stopped right over the place where you stand. And under feet you have a vast plain with trees, similar to the first greens of the grass. Hills resembling a pile of sand.
You're standing, the wind ruffles your hair. I want to scream with joy. The delight in front of incomparable beauty of our world, the splendor of nature.
How good life is!!
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