At us today remarkable day! The sun so brightly shines also the sky... Pure, pure... There is no
cloud. But actually, it is pleasant to me Any weather. If only it was not wet. I do not like, when
legs become wet. And Today... You would see it... The Soul sings... Also it would not be desirable
to think of any sins. Let it remain on conscience of everyone.
What season love, you Fineniceman. I do not do distinctions between from time to time Year. I love a
variety. Sometimes it would be desirable to lie in a grass on a blossoming meadow. You lay and look,
how on the sky clouds are floating. And around the sea of colors... Both a smell... And dreams...
Sometimes it would be desirable to pass on an autumn wood, to rustle The fallen leaves... A campaign
in beautiful dreams. Sometimes, apparently, that because of Tree there will be a prince, will
approach and will embrace you. And you will eternally go on To this avenue, never leaving... Serenly
talking about something. Also there will be no problems, wars, works and chiefs. And from time to
time it would be desirable, As the child to somersault in a deep snowdrift, to be left by a snow.
But something I was lost in day-dreams. Than you are engaged? Tell in detail about the To work
Fineniceman. The person carries out a lot of time on work. To like you yours Work? I have already
showered you questions.

Last for today: you could not To send me a photo? It would be very kind
of you. Good bye Fineniceman Yours foreign friend, Alina