Infiltrated

I am in the pier that expresses the beauty of the riches inside me and the transfer of the lines at the end. Rainy, rainy, beautiful and pleasant in the summer of June, I'm having a nice, windy, beautiful day. Flood, because I'm having a nice day, where the flood air goes, where the iron fingers go from waist to waist. The weather is very annoying and usually has a music composed of lightning and lightning composers. He gave the museum a voice, he lost his symphony.

And in beautiful rainy weather the lips began to ooze with the sound of a drooping sound. I've mixed a few songs and the old song until I'm inspired by my friend. Suddenly I did more than I had hoped for, and I understood the pleasure of surfing. '' HAPPINESS '' is a poem that I designed in my mind. Content;

Friend; Cry
When you are happy
He shares life,
Happiness is yours.
Unhappiness is over.

Sometimes hungry, sometimes full
While living in the full days of ,
How good is life?
When friendship exists
Happiness becomes infinite,
Hope always finds you.

I developed such a poem in my inspiration. Write to me the source of this inspiration; The unique, unique speech water caused rain and rainy weather. I stopped traveling with friends and friends, suddenly found myself at home. The rain and the procedure made me happier and happier when I said a little lesson. My table; Opening the window was waiting for me in quiet expectations. So I opened the window's eye, sat on the hillside, questioned the waters, and looked at the answer key.