Feel of nature
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Sometimes, when I remember these days, I think they were the most delightful moments of my life.
My sister and I decided to disappear somewhere far away from the big city, where we had lived our entire lives. The perfect place was grandmother's house. She lived in the small village, which was surrounded by fairytale woods and golden fields.
We came in the evening, spent some time with our grandmother and went to bed. Early in the morning we went horse-back riding.
That morning the sun rose brilliantly. The old grass looked deep green and young grass thrust up its tiny blades. An exploring bee was humming about the golden blossoms. I carefully touched the delicate flower, which was bowing to my knees, and crystal dew trickled down, like tears falling from the angel eyes...