A Winter, Summer And Some Memories! Comments

On the other side of the field, there was a hill covered with thick green blanket. It looked exceptionally beautiful during the mornings and evenings where the shades of the sky made frames with its amazing colours. A river flowed silently through the valley resembling a silver chain lying around the waist of the hill.

Standing upon the balcony of his house, the painter started capturing the colours on his canvas. The birds visited him on their way home and back and smiled looking at the work. He had a bowl of delicious grains and nuts to feed them all.
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