Returning from the store, which is located near the house, I decided to walk along the field road. I don't know why, I just had such a desire at one wonderful moment. At first, I didn't see anything very interesting, I just walked and enjoyed the quiet nature, the singing of birds, and watched the warm summer breeze rustle the crowns of tall trees.
And then I saw them
These were field or wild poppies. These are extremely beautiful flowers, behind which there is history, magic and traditions. The flowering of a wild or field poppy cannot be compared to anything else. When you see a picture with a red crimson field, which is sown with bright and fragrant colors, you immediately have a desire to just lie there. They are painted, artists paint pictures with the image of poppies, photographers take pictures, girls collect them to create bouquets. Isn't this a wonderful place? Isn't this a beautiful flower?
Childhood memories
When I saw field or wild poppies, the first thing that came to my mind was childhood memories. I remembered when we were little children, when I walked along a field road with my mother by the hand and saw these poppies. I remembered how the girls and I loved to weave wreaths of poppies or just collect them for bouquets. Therefore, these flowers are pleasant, sincere and warm memories for me.
And what associations do these amazing flowers evoke in you? Write in the comments, I will be happy to read and answer )
All photos were taken with a smartphone camera
ΠΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠΈΡΡ Π· ΠΌΠ°Π³Π°Π·ΠΈΠ½Ρ, ΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ Π·Π½Π°Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΡΡΡ Π½Π΅ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π°Π»ΡΠΊ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΡ, Ρ Π²ΠΈΡΡΡΠΈΠ»Π° ΠΏΡΡΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡ Π΄ΠΎΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎΡ. ΠΠ΅ Π·Π½Π°Ρ ΡΠΎΠΌΡ, ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ Π² ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠΉ ΠΌΠΎΠΌΠ΅Π½Ρ Ρ ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π΅ Π²ΠΈΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠ»ΠΎ ΡΠ°ΠΊΠ΅ Π±Π°ΠΆΠ°Π½Π½Ρ. Π‘ΠΏΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΊΡ Ρ Π½Π΅ Π±Π°ΡΠΈΠ»Π° Π½ΡΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π΄ΡΠΆΠ΅ ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ, ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ ΠΉΡΠ»Π° ΡΠ° Π½Π°ΡΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠ΄ΠΆΡΠ²Π°Π»Π°ΡΡ ΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΡ, ΡΠΏΡΠ²ΠΎΠΌ ΠΏΡΠ°Ρ ΡΠ², ΡΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ³Π°Π»Π° ΡΠΊ ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»ΠΈΠΉ Π»ΡΡΠ½ΡΠΉ Π²ΡΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡ ΠΊΠΎΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅ ΠΊΡΠΎΠ½ΠΈ Π²ΠΈΡΠΎΠΊΠΈΡ Π΄Π΅ΡΠ΅Π².
Π ΡΡΡ Ρ ΠΏΠΎΠ±Π°ΡΠΈΠ»Π° ΡΡ
Π¦Π΅ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠΎΠ²Ρ Π°Π±ΠΎ Π΄ΠΈΠΊΡ ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΠΈ. Π¦Π΅ Π½Π°Π΄Π·Π²ΠΈΡΠ°ΠΉΠ½ΠΎ ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ²Ρ ΠΊΠ²ΡΡΠΈ, Π·Π° ΡΠΊΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΡΡΠΎΡΡΡ ΡΡΡΠΎΡΡΡ, ΠΌΠ°Π³ΡΡ Ρ ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΡΡ. Π¦Π²ΡΡΡΠ½Π½Ρ Π΄ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π°Π±ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΡ Π½Π΅ Π·ΡΡΠ²Π½ΡΡΠΈ Π½Ρ Π· ΡΠΈΠΌ ΡΠ½ΡΠΈΠΌ. ΠΠΎΠ»ΠΈ Π±Π°ΡΠΈΡ ΠΊΠ°ΡΡΠΈΠ½ΠΊΡ Π· ΡΠ΅ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ½ΠΈΠΌ Π±Π°Π³ΡΡΠ½ΠΈΠΌ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π΅ΠΌ, ΡΠΊΠ΅ Π·Π°ΡΡΡΠ½ΠΎ ΡΡΠΊΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΡΠ° Π°ΡΠΎΠΌΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π±Π°ΡΠ²Π°ΠΌΠΈ, ΡΠΎ ΠΎΠ΄ΡΠ°Π·Ρ Π²ΠΈΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠ°Ρ Π±Π°ΠΆΠ°Π½Π½Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π΅ΠΆΠ°ΡΠΈ ΡΠ°ΠΌ. ΠΡ ΠΌΠ°Π»ΡΡΡΡ, Ρ ΡΠ΄ΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠΈ ΠΏΠΈΡΡΡΡ ΠΊΠ°ΡΡΠΈΠ½ΠΈ Π·Ρ Π·ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°ΠΆΠ΅Π½Π½ΡΠΌ ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΡ, ΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ³ΡΠ°ΡΠΈ ΡΠΎΠ±Π»ΡΡΡ ΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ³ΡΠ°ΡΡΡ, Π΄ΡΠ²ΡΠ°ΡΠ° Π·Π±ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡΡ ΡΡ Π΄Π»Ρ ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΡΠ΅Π½Π½Ρ Π±ΡΠΊΠ΅ΡΡΠ². Π§ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ Π½Π΅ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΎΠ²Π΅ ΠΌΡΡΡΠ΅ ? Π§ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ Π½Π΅ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½Π° ΠΊΠ²ΡΡΠΊΠ° ?
Π‘ΠΏΠΎΠ³Π°Π΄ΠΈ Π· Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ²Π°
ΠΠΎΠ»ΠΈ Ρ ΠΏΠΎΠ±Π°ΡΠΈΠ»Π° ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠΎΠ²Ρ Π°Π±ΠΎ Π΄ΠΈΠΊΡ ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΠΈ, ΡΠΎ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅, ΡΠΎ ΡΠΏΠ°Π»ΠΎ ΠΌΠ΅Π½Ρ Π½Π° Π΄ΡΠΌΠΊΡ, ΡΠ΅ ΡΠΏΠΎΠ³Π°Π΄ΠΈ Π· Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ²Π°. Π― Π·Π³Π°Π΄Π°Π»Π°, ΠΊΠΎΠ»ΠΈ ΠΌΠΈ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΌΠ°Π»ΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π΄ΡΡΡΠΌΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΠ»ΠΈ ΠΉΡΠ»Π° ΠΏΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠΎΠ²ΡΠΉ Π΄ΠΎΡΠΎΠ·Ρ Π· ΠΌΠ°ΠΌΠΎΡ Π·Π° ΡΡΠΊΡ Ρ Π±Π°ΡΠΈΠ»Π° ΡΡ ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΠΈ. Π― Π·Π³Π°Π΄Π°Π»Π°, ΡΠΊ ΠΌΠΈ Π· Π΄ΡΠ²ΡΠ°ΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΏΠ»Π΅ΡΡΠΈ Π²ΡΠ½ΠΊΠΈ Π· ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΡΠ² Π°Π±ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ Π·Π±ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠΈ ΡΡ Π΄Π»Ρ Π±ΡΠΊΠ΅ΡΡΠ². Π’ΠΎΠΌΡ ΡΡ ΠΊΠ²ΡΡΠΈ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π΅ ΡΠ΅ ΡΠΏΠΎΠ³Π°Π΄ΠΈ, ΠΏΡΠΈΡΠΌΠ½Ρ, ΡΠΈΡΡ ΡΠ° ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»Ρ.
Π ΡΠΊΡ Π°ΡΠΎΡΡΠ°ΡΡΡ Π²ΠΈΠΊΠ»ΠΈΠΊΠ°ΡΡΡ ΡΡ Π΄ΠΈΠ²ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠΆΠ½Ρ ΠΊΠ²ΡΡΠΈ Ρ Π²Π°Ρ ? ΠΠΈΡΡΡΡ Π² ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠ΅Π½ΡΠ°ΡΡΡ , Ρ Π· ΡΠ°Π΄ΡΡΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ°Ρ ΡΠ° Π²ΡΠ΄ΠΏΠΎΠ²ΡΠΌ )
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