Rainbow

Two women, high up on the hill, picked up the prairie spring fungus. Mushrooms are often scattered and swirling ... One sitting in an old bucket and scissors neatly cut the mushroom legs and, cursing, picking on the cut grass. Others just "drila" their hands, wearing gloves. The hat broke away from the fact that the feet remained in place, the bucket still did not fill up.

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The meadows, where the mushrooms are overcrowded, are on a high hill and therefore the breeze is free to walk along the road in all directions. He then tore the tip of the handkerchief from the back of his head to his eyes, closing the mushroom hunting survey, then blowing directly into his face, causing a subtle note of emotional excitement.Mycelium lazily talking amongst them about the weather, cattle, fodder, children, neighbors ... Under the mountain, in both directions, a village stretches across the river into two streets. The early spring is still wild in flowering - every inch of the earth is gently green with a yellowish grass or dandelion head. The sun is very diligently baked on a hill, and therefore the first lugovichi in the whole village goes here.

Just behind a small hill in the distance the black forest, nicknamed by the Margor people, blackened. Inside, hiding in the soft moss between the old pine, a month or two later, there will be a famous swamp. There will be the city's car ropes, people will hear the screams and joyful exclamations among the trees.

And they do not care, they sell mushrooms - others will answer - well, where can you get mushroom mushrooms like that? Rather instead go to the bazaar.

In the sleeves, the ladybird crawled slowly. He then paused, as if to take a deeper breath in the spring of a flood of air, then folds of clothes creeping by force.

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