Ah, this harsh day in December.
Summer is forgotten by nature in vain.
Everything changed playing, joking.
Despite all the reluctance.
But this happened, of course, in earnest.
The north wind brought the cold.
The blizzard destroyed the images of dreams.
It’s annoying, offensive, in general, to the point of tears.
Summer is forgotten by nature in vain.
Everything changed playing, joking.
Despite all the reluctance.
But this happened, of course, in earnest.
The north wind brought the cold.
The blizzard destroyed the images of dreams.
It’s annoying, offensive, in general, to the point of tears.