This life is climate variability
And those who live on it are more volatile; even almost the same weather
Sometimes, like the breeze
And sometimes a stormy wind rattles relentlessly
And try to attack us
May succeed and crash
And may fail and resist
We are flooded with warmth
And it tears us even more with its elbows
[Summer]
Everyone's heart is summer, or winter
Spring or autumn
And the owners of the summer hearts
Two parts ...
Two categories ...
Two types ...
The country's tropical summer
In the heart of the tropical region
, And the country's temperate summer
The country's tropical summer
Very warm
Warms up, and brings safety to the heart of the sad reader
Contains in tenderness and love
All of the harshness is winter
Summer fruits contain water
Troy itself thirst
And stifle thirst
We look forward to ...
We take advantage of ...
But sometimes it becomes unbearable
The country's tropical summer when unbearable
The temperature reaches ...
40 in the shade or more !!!
We run away from him, as if he were, Sionna
Either he loves us, exaggerating
; We suffocate without realizing
Or that his warm heart was wounded or angry
Firewood ...
And caught fire; wanted revenge
He is the warm man who loves, drives, hates, and drives
And the country's temperate summer
Warm, but, less abruptly
It's always mild
Everyone loves him more
Do not harden but remain careful
He takes care of everyone without straining their breaths
And crouched on their chests
He is a warm man, loves, gently, and behaves wisely
[ the spring ]
Spring is a marvel
Thou shalt put it in the name of an exhilarating laugh
And the unpleasant smells of childhood
Blowing out of his heart
Play around you; make your day more beautiful, and sweeter
Flower bright colors
...
And its fragrance captures the breath
Tree Wharf Shadows
His vegetables dazzle the eye
Comfortable and comfortable
No heat flares his heart
And no ice surrounds his feelings
Imprison her
And glued behind frost bars
Transparent does not know sadness
Feel me, jealous
Oh I wish I like him, and I know only joy
And only mastered the coloring of life
And make it overflowing with joyful pots
It is the obedience to God with a relaxed heart
Surrounded by deep spirituality
Overhanging the tops of clouds
And his passion extends over the sky
His eyes are bright with determination and hope
And his smile makes the world beautiful
Well is the children ...
The joy of life
[ Autumn ]
Despite his pain, he is attractive
There is something strange about us
It suggests death and pain
Gives the atmosphere of the tombs
But its autumn colors
Our hearts are tugging
We adore staying with him
It is itself an addiction
What is most mysterious
It is the sad smiling in affection
It is a pain-resistant knife painless cruelty
He is the optimist despite the stormy winds of adversity
And despite the overwhelming despair
His heart prevails, and his heart
It is mysterious in ambiguity
And in the most beautiful characters opaque
[Winter]
It is the strangest chapters, and the most cruel
We adore his cold morning
Which does not consume our energy
And the night hurts us
Which excites our parties
Blood is frozen in our veins
It disturbs our sins
And our eyelids are deprived of sleep
We adore his mystery, and his mysteries
White is a heart, and a mold
But a few who can hold on to his glory
And tames his heart
He is the one who loves you
You have heavy rain
And surrounded you with its cool, refreshing features
And if you wound him
I will reward you with revenge
Storm your door
And shake your bones
He was attacked by thunderstorms and frosts
And swept by floods and avalanches snowing your mind and all the rest of your mind
Then burn all that is left of you with his lightning, and lightning
Just be ready for him
And let its ambiguity and volatility to those who understand it
And for those who are able to tame this wild dowry
It is mysterious cold
Who waits for the melting of his heart
He will imprison him in his world
And retaliates with revenge, if left behind
