This story is about the beauty of the world raging around us. The stormy sea, the rays of the sun breaking through the forest crown, a bush of black chokeberry by the gate, a large gray stone by the road, lush clouds above the steppe, lentils on the white trunks of birches, irises at the porch of his native house - it is so different, this white light!
Diving into reality
The computer age allows people to easily look into all corners of the globe. No doubt, virtual heaven and earth, seas and rivers, trees and shrubs are bright, impressive, fantastic. But they are conditional! With them you can write a story about beauty, even in extreme old age, when every exit from the house will be akin to a feat.
Take the opportunity to dive into a lively, dynamic, alluring reality! Everything there has not only a form, but also a smell, a taste: marine, wormwood, chamomile, honey.
And these sounds! How gently the quiet monotonous rain cradles the heart, washes off day fatigue, a short violent downpour, the birds singing delights the heart!
Fills the world with powerful energy “star named the Sun”, fresh green leaves inspire treasured hopes in souls. Alone with nature, a person understands how busy life is. In order to get away from the whirlwind of worries even for a short time, to write your own story about beauty, it is not necessary to go on a trip across three seas.
I am free!
A few steps - and the first discovery: in the winter the city park is so magnificent and monumental! Trees, like white sculptures, the top of the fountain is filled with snow. Frosty air smells like watermelon, fresh cucumber. In the nearest cafe are the coals crackling in the barbecue? Then the haze! Not a "Turkish coast", but how great!
Spring is a special story. Trillions of lines are written about the beauty of this time of year. The glass sun of February and the beginning of March is waning. A little more and the young grass, like a new rug in the hallway, beckons to walk, but it is 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 comes true!
Blooming summer pleases with an abundance of light and heat. Snow, frost, frost on the branches, a haze above the roof of a village house - everything is somewhere far away, beyond the mountains, beyond the valleys. Like dressed in crimson and gold forests. Nearby - the chirp of cicadas at night, the rustling of sleepless foliage, morning dew, a cheerful rainbow over the field.
Good heritage
Any story about nature, even when it comes to storms and storms, is a story about beauty. There are so many plants on earth that you still have to live at least a quarter century, even a century, until the end of the green universe! The eternal mystery is hidden even in the most modest flower, a plain tree. Not everyone can solve it. But from this it does not fade at all, like the extraordinary attraction of the endless tundra, severe taiga, high mountains.
It is human nature to make mistakes, and he persists in delusions, tries to overcome nature, forgets that the majestic and wonderful world around is vulnerable. Living on the principle of “After us, even a flood!” unacceptable. People must remember responsibility for the fragile balance of nature. Their holy task is to leave behind not a sunken planet in trouble, but a flourishing planet.