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I leave my town when I get tired from its sounds, smoke and people evil. I go to my country where I have peace for my body and my mind. I can hear how grass grows and stars talk to each other. The air in my country is permeated with the smell of fresh milk. Sunrises and sunsets are filled with special beauty. Everything breathes tranquility. I am happy.   

We have Indian summer. It's the beautiful time for relax and contemplation. A modern man forget how sky looks overhead. He runs at breakneck pace all day and he has no time to see what a wonderful world around him. So, a modern man turns into embittered animal who can not see  the beautiful because he has no time for it.  House - Work - House. There are no place for the beautiful here. Are where sunsets? Are where sunrises? Are where stars? A modern man does not see this because he is too busy to look at sky.