It's really beautiful. Summer is here! Wheat is golden and oats are green. Hay piled up on the green pasture, and storks walked around with long red legs, babbling in Egyptian.
This is a beautiful spring. Suddenly he raised his wings: they were much stronger than before, and immediately lifted him up and flew away. Before he realized it, he had flown to a big garden. The apple trees here are blooming; Lilacs exude fragrance, and its long green branches hang on the winding stream. Ah, it's beautiful here, full of spring! Three beautiful white swans swam towards him from the shade of the tree. They float lightly on the water, and their feathers whistle. The duckling recognized these beautiful animals, so he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
This day has come. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind rolled them up and carried them in the air. It was very cold. The clouds were covered with hail and snowflakes and hung low. The crow stood on the fence, frozen stiff, and just cried, "Quack! Hey! " Yes, just thinking about this scene will make you feel cold. The poor duckling is not comfortable.