This story is about the beauty of the world around us. The stormy sea, the rays of the sun breaking through the forest crown, the chokeberry bush at the gate, a large gray stone by the road, high lush clouds over the steppe, lentils on the white trunks of birches, irises at the porch of the native house - it is so different, this white light!
Dive into reality
The computer age allows people to easily look into all corners of the globe. No doubt, the virtual sky and earth, seas and rivers, trees and bushes are bright, impressive, fantastic. But they are conditional! With them you can write a story about beauty even in old age, when every exit from the house becomes akin to a feat.
Seize the opportunity to dive into a living, dynamic, alluring reality! Everything there has not only a form, but also a smell, a taste: sea, wormwood, chamomile, honey.
And those sounds! How softly the quiet monotonous rain cradles the heart, how a short violent downpour washes away the daytime fatigue, the singing of birds pleases the heart!
Fills the world with powerful energy"a star named the Sun", the fresh green foliage inspires cherished hopes in the souls. Alone with nature, a person understands how fussy life is. In order to get away from the whirlwind of worries at least for a short time, to write your own story about beauty, it is not necessary to go on a trip across the three seas.
I'm free
A few steps - and the first discovery: the city park in winter is so majestic and monumental! The trees are like white sculptures, the fountain bowl is filled to the brim with snow. The frosty air smells of watermelon, fresh cucumber. Are the coals crackling in the grill in the nearest cafe? Then smoke! Not "Turkish coast", but how cool!
Spring is a special story. Trillions of lines have been written about the beauty of this season. The glassy sun of February and the beginning of March is getting kinder. A little more and the young grass, like a new rug in the hallway, will beckon you to walk, but it's a pity to trample. Poets and writers believe that with the awakening of nature, the most cherished dreams come to life. Everyone believes in a favorable outcome: birds, animals, plants, people. The best part is that a lot of things come true!
Blossoming summer pleases with an abundance of light and warmth. Snow, frost, frost on the branches, smoke over the roof of a village house - everything is somewhere far away, beyond the mountains, beyond the valleys. As well as forests dressed in crimson and gold. Nearby - the chirping of cicadas at night, the rustling of sleepless leaves, morning dew, a cheerful rainbow over the field.
Good legacy
Any story about nature, even if it's about storms and storms, is a story about beauty. Plants on the groundso many species that if you live for at least a quarter of a century, at least a century, the green universe cannot be studied to the end! The eternal mystery is hidden even in the most modest flower, an unsightly tree. Not everyone can figure it out. But from this it does not fade at all, as does the extraordinary attraction of the endless tundra, harsh taiga, high mountains.
To err is human, and he persists in delusions, tries to overcome nature, forgets that the majestic and wonderful world around is vulnerable. Live by the principle "After us, at least a flood!" unacceptable. People should remember about the responsibility for the fragile natural balance. Their sacred task is to leave behind a planet that has not drowned in troubles, but a flourishing one.
