care [Theme]

A piece of the sun broke off and scattered around the world like golden petals. The day has become noticeably longer, and the birds are more talkative. A girl was walking along the sidewalk. A mischievous blush played on her cheeks, and spring was reflected in her eyes. A row of perennial fluffy spruce trees lined the road. Having straightened the lush branches, they also enjoyed the warmth and light. Marvelous,

I found a language for him.

Every person has a hidden world of beauty, ready to bloom under the rays of attention and care.

Even her own sisters, who lived here married, looked at her as if she were a stranger: betrothed to the prince, she ascended to a height, like a girl taken by the Sun into his heavenly mansion. Homework, Swans and others wanted to ask her about many things, but they didn’t dare. And she barely recognized them: they were no longer the same girls with whom she had spent her whole life. Half of them have already been walking “heavy” since the fall: Domashka, Vesnoyar, and even Krinka. And everyone seemed to be completely different, unfamiliar women - this is how the women’s magpies over their horned pussycats changed them, hiding their hair and abundantly decorated with woven patterns, temples, and fluffs. They now had completely different thoughts, concerns, expectations and hopes. Their paths have diverged far away: now you can’t stop shouting!

All-encompassing love is a fertile branching tree that bears its significant and amazing fruits, provided that you constantly take care of it.

Be a fairy. My girl, remember who you are. Remember and live! I believe in you.

Reading Harry

If you demand constant attention and participation of another person in your affairs and problems, this may indicate closeness in the relationship. You may not take into account the personal space and time of another person, constantly demanding his attention and care.

They constantly ask for care.

I work like a horse! I run, I fuss, I beg, I ask, I beg, I charm. I get and achieve.

The American army attacked Grenada, a small island in the Caribbean with a population of 100,000 people. Reagan said that this Soviet-Cuban colony had become an important stronghold for terrorists and opponents of democracy. He sent 7,000 Americans into battle as if it were something out of one of his old Westerns. Journalists, under the pretext of concern for their safety, were not allowed into the conflict zone. Instead, the media provided the official chronicle. This operation was a failure from the very beginning. Nineteen soldiers were killed and more than a hundred were wounded in the confrontation with a small and poorly armed band of Cuban workers. The Americans lost nine helicopters. From a military point of view, the invasion was a farce.

What will a man have from all his labor and the care of his heart, that he labors under the sun? Because all his days are sorrows, and his labors are restlessness; even at night his heart does not know peace. And this is vanity.

How easy it is to be a soldier, a soldier!

Life goes on as usual, thumping the rhythm like the wheels of a train rushing forward. And spring is still knocking on windows, doors, asking for renewal, love and care.