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Tam1klol

30 марта 2014 г., 6:06:25 (10 лет назад)

Russia, Russia - my great country! Who came to Russia for the first time hit the boundless spaces, indefinitely extending the fields and forests. And I admit, can not stop admiring her beauty. Any time of year is good, but especially in the summer magic circle - solid grass rugs, and they are constantly changing in early spring herb enliven the golden yellow dandelions, then comes the turn of pink and white clover, cornflower, daisies, blooming clover, mother and stepmother - but not all list what can be found in meadows.
And should all this beauty filled larks. Good to go a field on a bright sunny day. The soul - a holiday, but how else, when all around is magic. I can not help but weave a wreath of wild flowers. Meadows of small river meanders, Rekusha, water is poured on the pebbles ringing, fun runs to the Volga. Here and there the whole thicket of yellow lilies, but the hand does not rise to disrupt them, destroy this beauty. In the water, they are uniquely charming, one is struck by the variety of terrestrial plants.
In nature, everything is rational and well, you just have to learn to see the beauty, to be able to protect it, to keep for future generations. Nature is great in itself, and at the same time as she has the gifts of the people! Communication with nature brings extraordinary spiritual power. It is no accident the holy men left in remote places to communicate only with God and nature. I am proud that I live in Russia, among the woods and fields, I want to ensure that future generations have received from us the same beauty of the nature. To do this infinite love their land, and care for her, multiplying their wealth.




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