Winter has just left, and the spring came with all its glories. The new grass exposed its green. The pretty flowers opened their blossoms. The branches of willow are beautiful, and staight as well as the hair that just straightened by the hair straightener. We were planning to go for an outing.
It was Sunday, the 20th of April. We set out very early on bikes, carrying bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cakes, bacon and cooked eggs. We rode along the winding paths in the fields, across the meadows and down the roads.The willow were fresh and green. The swallows were flying low and up and down the sky. The birds, like musicians, sang their melodious songs in the trees, and the butterflies, like colorful dancers, were fluttering here and there. We breathed the fresh air deeply and laughed happily.
At 10 a.m. we arrived at the foot of the hill. We left our bikes with a bike-repairing and began to climb up the hill. Near the top, we had our picnic under a big tree. We drank and ate, talked and laughed. After the picnic we spread our hands and stood in the breeze, enjoying the fine landscape. Then we lay on the grass talking about our life and studies.
At about 4 p. m., we stared to return school. Happy time flies quickly. Though it was short, it made an deep impression on me. I believe i will come again next year.