These summer rains, these rainbows, and clouds - it seems to her that they are better as if something is ahead. As if there will be islands, unusual trips, flowers - hanging dew, always fresh grass. As if there will be life like the one where she has not been for a long time, in her soul, as in the blue sky after a downpour - purity... But come to your senses - consider how fragile these rainbows and clouds are, these summer rains flying.
