вторник, 10 марта 2015 г.

firs snow


The  first  snow
It was cold winter evening, the snowflakes were falling from they sky. Ground was covered with white dress. Near the buildings there were lights. Evening was amazing and beautiful with winter ray. 
There were one girl,who was sitting next to the window and knitting. She was looking outside,at the corner of old gallery, there was a boy,who was playing violin. The frightened girl was looking at him from the window and her eyes were full with tears. In her eyes you can see love and pain. Her hart was beating slowly. The boy was playing sad music,but the music was also full with hope. May be he wanted to remind people,that in the time of sadness there is still hope. Winter was cold,but his heart was warm,his eyes were closed and his head were move on with violin. after one hour  of playing he went. 
In the morning,when girl woke up,she open the window,but boy wasn't here. In the evening,the  the corner of art gallery was empty and girl scared. She was afraid that she would never see him again. With her drawing pictures she run out the street to find him,but suddenly she stumbled at the stone and fall before his feet. All her painting was fallen on the ground,boy bent down and help her to gathered pictures,she was lying on the snow and crying.her face was red because of shame,her heart was trembling. Boy undress his coat and clothed her,her eyes was covered with tears. he put his violin on the ground and came close to her,his lips was near her ear. He hugged her and said:"one year.... one year  I  was asking God about our meeting,and now your tears are wetting my face." 

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