Around us is an amazing world full of wonders, but our eyes are closed, and movements are constrained - we are blind. But, look! There is life on that shore too.

All the flowers will wither, but there will be memory. Save it you - Do not give it to anyone! You try it until the end of the days leave: And in the cold November, and in sunny May! She will not die without

The clock froze, the candle went out, Only oil poured into the fire, barely. The dust had long since fallen asleep books, And do not conceal the intrigues of the word. Peace and storm are fearless, When