The warm sunlight went through the window slowly peeking into my room. Every morning I woke up with the sound of these rays shining on my face. I went out of the window when I got up. Through a thick wooden brush, I saw a small sun that projected the sun in every direction. It illuminates the ground and the forest; their color is slightly offset, much like seeing them through the stained glass windowpane. I saw the sun rise to the sky. But higher, I noticed that I have to do less time.
On sunny days, everyone likes it. Everything seems to be suitable for sunny days. Your skin shines, your smile is bright, and your clothes are better suited for sunny days. When the sun hits you, you will step on something. On a sunny day you can feel like a man walking along the street in your shadow. On a fine weather day, all my friends will hit you like "What are we doing?" We are sending a fine day. What happens if the sun can not pass through clouds? What happens when these clouds get dark? How is the rain falling from these clouds? What happens when the ground vibrates with lightning when the sky is blinking with lightning?
Today the weather is nice so I feel very good. It is strange how much the weather will affect your mood. Sunny day is really sad, cloudy day is really happy. Like the weather pattern is a representation of the planet's emotions, the feelings of these planets provide a framework in which we can feel the daily personal feelings. The weather is one of them, just like a star, it provides a gentle everyday memorable thing, we are still within a certain range, as we call a second grade "planet" I will be told. We are very nervous about all the details shouting to us, such as news feeds, emails, sirens, advertisements - we are very nervous. here. Distraction is a thing that exists
This is a sunny day, which is perfect for going out. John is very happy with himself. In a trivial thing he did at his grandmother 's house yesterday he won the train ticket and even won the town' s sandwich and additional prizes for beer. He was in Amsterdam in just an hour, and he stayed in front of him all afternoon. When we discussed what way he should go past Dam Square, he felt a sudden rumble in his mind. He cursed quietly that he helped the second grandmother 's bean last night. Just a moment, make sure that no one is nearby, he is farting. At the same time, he knew that his fat was wrong. This is not the only gas he releases. His pants suddenly became heavy, and his underwear felt wet, soft and warm. Yes, the worst possible situation has just happened. Now, he also smells it! Dear, dear, dear! Dear Sir! What are you doing now?