In winter, wearing soft paslani, started by mountains and valleys coming on to us. Flowers shimmering silver tes on geamuri.Roiurile of white butterflies wander through the air, spreading crystalline gheata.Zapada creeps seems a chain of diamonds squeaks under picioare.Casele village omat.Glasurile sleep under the Protection of Children hear like sparrows gurese.Toti trees thick coat of snow bears a pathetic groan alba.Vantul hills like giant sleeping under zapada.Soarele there is strong this season, because he is hiding deep kidnap pein, where floating flakes rarely. In winter, all of nature is hidden behind a white armor and almost endless. Talking to a snowflake snowing outside.
