Pervyysneg ...
now closer to the night the first snow fell. Rather, he has not before reaching zaemli melted in vozduzhe, but the snowflakes are large, all kind giving to understand that the summer ended once and for all.
Today, one good man's birthday, and before work jumped to congratulate him, and then all our old company. And surprisingly, even a poet rolled up with the city, though said that he had fallen accidentally. Immediately what that nostalgia is the roll forward, came to work and and jealous friends, we rarely lately so going. And the weather ... Me why it is always the first snow brings in what is sadness, melancholy. My wife in exactly the opposite: the first snow it brings in an absolutely joy of children. She was glad of it as a small child, perhaps because Yuzhanka, and can from what she has such a cheerful character. For this, I love her and ...
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