Spring Break - it's time the sun and good mood. Nature begins to quietly come to life and the air begins to smell of spring. What could be more wonderful than a spring of fresh air in the quiet woods?One beautiful sunny day, I went for a walk and decided to go into the forest, where once there were all together with friends for a picnic. I walked along a narrow path forward, then turned right around a large oak tree, its bark was thick and the branches stretched up to the sky, and only a little breeze shook the tops of thin twigs. And here it is, Wild Strawberries! Even in later years, this meadow is beautiful! Sitting on a small stump, I began to remember, that same day, day of the picnic. I thought the whole picture to the last moment, despite the fact that it was a long time ago. I remembered how, unable to come, we will immediately lay down on the soft grass, the delicate because of the morning dew. The sun was even stronger, and there, lying on the cool ground, I felt the warm sun on the body, and the joy, the boundless joy! And sitting on a stump, I again felt the warm sun, the heady smell of strawberries, beautiful butterflies and a bit of a cool breeze.
Spring Break - it's time the sun and good mood. Nature begins to quietly come to life and the air begins to smell of spring. What could be more wonderful than a spring of fresh air in the quiet woods?One beautiful sunny day, I went for a walk and decided to go into the forest, where once there were all together with friends for a picnic. I walked along a narrow path forward, then turned right around a large oak tree, its bark was thick and the branches stretched up to the sky, and only a little breeze shook the tops of thin twigs. And here it is, Wild Strawberries! Even in later years, this meadow is beautiful! Sitting on a small stump, I began to remember, that same day, day of the picnic. I thought the whole picture to the last moment, despite the fact that it was a long time ago. I remembered how, unable to come, we will immediately lay down on the soft grass, the delicate because of the morning dew. The sun was even stronger, and there, lying on the cool ground, I felt the warm sun on the body, and the joy, the boundless joy! And sitting on a stump, I again felt the warm sun, the heady smell of strawberries, beautiful butterflies and a bit of a cool breeze.