The rays of the sun illuminate the poppies in summerThe rays of the sun illuminate the poppies in summer
In summer, everything blooms and smells, life boils and everything breathes and hears the sky, mountains, lake, trees praise the creatorIn summer, everything blooms and smells, life boils and everything breathes and hears the sky, mountains, lake, trees praise the creator
In summer, all the trees become beautiful because they bloomIn summer, all the trees become beautiful because they bloom
A black and white dog runs through a blooming meadowA black and white dog runs through a blooming meadow