There are two cups and one glass with berries on the grass. There are strawberries in one bowl, raspberries in the other, and red currants in the glass
The flowers are white the petals are yellow the middle
People are walking along the road. Birds are flying
Two are not sleeping, two are smoking a cigarette of love
In winter, fantasies about snow and fan art are stronger and mmorpg like in the pictures of the blizzard are waiting
Coffee beans are scattered and a white cup in which the grains are collected