The cat presses its paw to its muzzle, trying not to laughThe cat presses its paw to its muzzle, trying not to laugh
The road to the field leading to the hills. blue skyThe road to the field leading to the hills. Blue sky
From the window in the plane you can see how the rays of the sun cut through the cloudsFrom the window in the plane you can see how the rays of the sun cut through the clouds
The city above the free neva how good it feels for me in itThe city above the free Neva how good it feels for me in it