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Smile with the warmth of your heart and let your summer be always with you!

It seems to me that if you wake up early, early, when it is still only the first, such rare rays of the sun break through from under the heavy gray clouds, when the lost wind wanders along the paths in the old park and the sleepy world is still so fresh and lazy, you can see how Summer, collecting the remaining flowers and herbs, says goodbye to nature and, leaving, rustles weightless silk skirts, leaving a subtle, barely distinguishable aroma of tenderness and warmth.

For every second of happiness...

Quietly the summer was leaving to return to us in a year.

27 years

... I wanted to talk about something important. But the words again flowed uncontrollably. Fingers lived their own lives, breathed sleep and knocked in unison with this summer rain, painted in ocher by the tireless sun...

August is in full swing! Fall in love with it!

Dream and believe. To live and love. Enjoy every day. And remember that summer will return ...

And also my summer is a little pink and orange, blue and lilac, red and white. And all this variegation fills the bins of the soul for three long months, remembering bright colors and smells, so that later, when the world around becomes dull gray or monotonous white, to treat seasonal melancholy with memories of a multi-colored summer that flies by so quickly, but remains with us forever ...

Summer is always about the best, about us, about scarlet dawns. Summer is always about life, which is not enough to breathe.

Well, hello summer, I've been waiting for you! The long-awaited, warm, sunny, sunset-dawn, endlessly long, flying by in an instant, smelling of flowers and herbs, dancing with shadows on hot sidewalks, breaking with millions of splashes in fountains, beckoning with cool water, persuading you to walk long evenings, pouring out stars on the velvet of the night sky ... Summer - love forever!

When we were kids, it was a time filled with desperate struggles with summer homework. I always dreamed of growing up as soon as possible and getting rid of them. How wrong I was. When you get older, all that's left is constant homework.

©sammy_piity

As night follows day, and winter follows summer, so vanity and voluptuousness are replaced by sorrows and illnesses, either in the present or in the future.