Good morning, friends! kind and angry... romantics and pessimists... woken up and still the sleeping...... . the sun ray already furtively ran on your pillow... concerned the heat of your eyes and lips... quietly I whispered on an ear... "Good morning"... we get up! ! ! ! ... What dawn remarkable... The soft, gentle, tender sun makes the way through not numerous light tuchka... the wind is lazy and cool, air is pure and fresh... and sunny day still ahead...