walking [Theme] Page 1

- I've already come across this. They really have very young aunts here. Probably it's all about the Mediterranean climate.

His grandfather was one of the repressed Cossacks, apparently, he harbored anger. Much, apparently, hammered into the head of his grandson: here it is necessary to destroy the Soviet Union, to destroy it.

- More English than you think. Countryside, big old house, horses, dogs, walks in the rain, burning wood in the fireplace, garden apples, lack of money, cheap dresses, neglected garden ...

But for this we need to understand what love is and how we can connect with each other in love, because love is different. We use this word in very different circumstances. We say that we love God, that we love our parents, that we love our wife, husband, children, but we also say that we love the smallest things. We belittle this sacred, amazing word, saying: I love ice cream, I love walks, I love football, I love theater ... And by doing so, we lower the quality of the word itself and become prisoners of this confusion ourselves.

You will walk along the familiar path.

Floats in silence
the aroma of incenary smoking.
Sadly ferment
along winding alleys,
inhale the air of Gion...

I'm looking for a wise guy for madmen.

Near Kamakura Ancient
along the sloping surrounding mountains
we walk with you -
mountain lilies on the slopes can not be counted,
the moon blossoms...

It will become boring - call, hang out together. And even if it's not boring, still call. Anyway, we'll hang out, I'll wait for the call.

When you live with someone, you don't often get the chance to walk alone.

Falling in love entails mental turbulence; parting entails confusion even more powerful. All these feelings and experiences will have to spend a lot of energy, and for lunches, dinners, walks, endless quarrels on the most insignificant occasions and sweet reconciliations - a lot of time. It's all very exhausting.

Peter leaves autographs for his guests right in his heart.

In a dull time,
On an autumn cloudy day
One I go
To the railway station -
Watch, wander in the crowd...

Sad sounds of the night
Sparingly fall into silence.
Lonely I wander,
If they choose
One after the other from the ground.