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SUMMER IS A LITTLE LIFE... Live it savoring every day... Do what you have long wanted to do. Pamper, cherish, love yourself, sprinkle your reality with powdered sugar, like delicate French chouquets - it's beautiful and sweeter in taste. Hug more often, with your loved ones, loved ones and relatives. Just walk up and tell them how much you love them. And do not sit at home, meet with friends. Or turn on the music, dance. In the evening, find time to watch a good movie or read a book. Live, live every summer day, inhale it with every cell of your skin, take armfuls of happiness. Just open your heart, eyes, hands and enjoy your Summer!..

Wake up at dawn, hug the sun with your soul, run away in search of adventure... Just because it's summer....

Summer with the smell of strawberries on the palms, warm silver rains, armfuls of wild flowers and bright nights. The month of June dresses either in an outfit of the color of forget-me-nots, or in red dresses of wild clover, coquettishly pinning a white chamomile in her hair ...

Summer! How many warm songs about you have already been sung, and the main one is yet to come!

Penetrating light, thin rainy fingers, light pollen of the wind on the wet cheek of your window, a handful of flowers, a bouquet of flowers, a sea of colors and an amazing box of green sounds. Narrow silk paths, a weightless web of dreams on bare feet, a canvas of caring voices around, faith in summer, in the true and the forgotten. Belief in becoming, in what has happened, in the embodied. The grateful echo is relentless, insatiable and endless. Fragrant juicy breakfasts on the wooden floor, sunny croutons, tea in the palms, petals of seasonal showers in the hair, there are always rays in the heart. Summer...

Summer is like a bouquet of melodic feelings, like love over the edge of the heart, like a picture with ripe watercolors and as a reason to be happy.

June is one minute away, and I don’t even want to delay this spring, but simply scatter it with white petals on the ground, let it go, let it fly away with God. Ahead is a whole carefree summer, the romance of warm rains on the eyelashes and a lot of new, bright.

It's almost summer... The sun warmly hugged her shoulders, painting her skin with golden watercolors. I noticed the first freckles and laughed. And after all, so little is needed for happiness. Summer dresses, sandals are selected from the closet, and I want to dream of meeting the sea.

Summer, oddly enough, always ends too quickly!

On the other side of the canal, between the houses where the timber warehouses are located, the wide clear sky loomed as azure squares, and in the rays of the sun the white facades, tiled roofs, granite embankments dazzled the eyes. A vague distant rumble stood in the warm air; and everything seemed to be numb from Sunday idleness and melancholy, characteristic of summer days.

life and - most importantly - much longer!

- Stop doing that! It was hot and it was summer.

Come back, end the suffering.

And we are again called to war.