The first day of autumn. The examination is approaching but I still want to feel light. So
Simone offers a photographic tour where you get lost not to mention the observation of the golden rice fields and huge clouds, slow sailing ships in the autumn sky.
Among the fields the only sounds are those of the flies and frogs that jump from one ditch to another. The ground beneath your feet is dry and covered by invisible wounds of tractor wheels.
very difficult times will come.
Comes the regional, metro, the queues to buy books, shoes, having to carry from place to place.
Today, however, is the first day of autumn, it is hot but the air is brisk that tip that tells of the first colored leaves resting on the shoulder sweaters in the evening.
eat on the last Grand Avenue as the sun disappears behind the roofs of houses and gets a bit 'cold.
If I had a lamp to rub express a desire to leave immediately and go see how the fall around the world and what else has to tell.
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