From snow
It is useless.
Mother told that I have for verses a memory not approaches the visual is, and acoustical no.
A visual memory the most important is convincing Valechka told.
You only submit the picture you sit in a lodge also you look in a window.
From snow clouds darkened the sky, wind bears blizzards across the field.
He howls, cries knocks on a window.
Valechka with feeling read Drilling a haze the sky covers, Twisting blizzards; How an animal, it will raise a howl, That will begin to cry, as the child.