Well, here where I am is just another usual day for me. It is summer but the weather is not as warm as last year. Anyway, it is just the beginning of summer and maybe in the next few days and weeks, the sun will be bright again.
|The fragrant roses I passes by every time I go to the city.|
Do you love walking? Well, I do. I stroll to the city (which is only 15 minutes walk for me) when the sun is inviting. I walk as I love to stop every now and then and smell the fragrants of the roses I always passes by. They smell like the perfume I used to buy. The smell is soothing to my mind when I inhale every fragrant roses. Nobody owns these roses (except the city government) which are located nearby the train station where I live.
Isn't it gorgeous?
The next day this pink rose was gone. Each petals were blown away by the breeze of the strong wind that came that night before. Some of the roses were still there. Happy to have successfully survived the calamity of their lives.
Another roses blossoms.
Sometimes, life is like a piece of a rose. Bad things in life come and go just in the time we have not expected. But those bad things make us stronger than we really are.
The beauty of the roses is stunning.
Can you sometimes compare your life to a rose? Not because of its beauty but because of the changes that they endure during the change of the season. The harder they suffer the winter, the prettier they become in spring and summer. The more they are taken care of by the owner, the more they give flowers. They dance and sway when the breeze of the wind comes. That is the time the roses are happy.
See how the roses grow so wild.
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