Life sometimes seemed to me boring, monotonous. Every day the same school, homework, rare quarrels with parents... But, something had happened that changed my attitude towards my daily routine.
Morning. I woke up with the sunlight coming through the curtains, колыхавшиеся from the slightest breath of wind. Looking at the clock that stood on тумбочке. I saw the time - 7:58. After two minutes, had to call an alarm clock. Wearily stretched, I rose from the bed and sat on its edge. Something thinking, finally overcame myself and finally broke away from her.
Почитисв teeth and having Breakfast, I finally threw parents: "Bye!" and left the house.
To pass the path, I decided to go through the Park, once separated me and my school.
Cold autumn wind picked up the leaves, plucking them from the branches. They scattered in different directions Golden, purple, scarlet whirlwind, carried away somewhere behind the trees. Fascinated, I walked with their eyes, frozen in place. For a moment I thought it was a bird hastily depart far South, and the rustle reminded them прошальный cry: "Farewell, until spring!"
You know, I absolutely forgot about everything. All problems, experiences somewhere vanished, vanished in these paints of autumn. Why? Probably because then my head was not loaded sad, sad thoughts. I was simply need though again plunge into the beauty of nature.
I will never forget that day.