Someone dreams of a summer house and a car,
Another only dreams of a career at work,
Someone wants a mansion with a fireplace
Forever in trouble about the future and care.
Simple things do not inspire us for a long time,
And besides the Internet, people do not see the light,
And by this they deprive themselves of irresistible beauty,
When the usual wind is so beautiful.
Cloudless sky, crimson evening and sunrise,
And the gentle sun that warms your skin so much,
And at night the performance, and the stars, the firmament,
Unity with nature will only help such people.
When birdsong serves as an alarm clock in summer,
And the nightingales lull and invite you into dreams,
Go out into the light, the apartment is only a dungeon,
And soon happiness awaits you on the threshold, healing.
Simple joys
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