I love winter not because I was born in a rainy day, not because I use to live in a cold country . I just like it because I can stay in front of the windows to see the drops of rain falling to touch the soil like if the clouds are craying to clean the darkness in it's heart . I can see the mountains wearing there new dress like a beautiful bride in her white dress. I can spent in beside fire with frosen hands and happy soul .
I love automn not because the going back to the school , not because it remind me by special events . I simply like to see the yellow, died leaf of the trees falling down to clean the rest of the darkness in the human harts , and to know that it is going to be replaced by new green one in the spring .
I like the spring not because of its beautiful flowers , not because the suny hours . I like it because it represent the hope , it represent the life and the mouvement .
