E mais um dia se inicia. Ontem eu havia dito que o dia amanhecera nublado, hoje amanheceu chovendo. Não aquela chuva torrencial, forte... uma chuvinha leve, tranquila, do tipo que as plantas adoram, aquela que encharca o solo aos poucos. Sim, as plantas amanheceram sorridentes e felizes. Você sabia que as plantas, quando estão felizes, sorriem, não é? Pode parecer estranho a princípio, mas se você prestar atenção à vegetação a sua volta, vai perceber que em dias de chuva fraca e constante, elas ficam mais exuberantes, parecendo aquela menina que vai participar de sua primeira festa com as amigas... e o cheiro da terra? Aquele perfume inebriante vindo do seio da terra... meu Deus, que perfume delicioso... ah, e tem também as poças de água que se formam entre a vegetação rasteira, pequenos lagos enfeitando a natureza.. bem, enquanto a chuva persiste os pássaros e as borboletas permanecem escondidos em seus ninhos, esperando que esta passe para que possam visitar os jardins espalhados pelo mundo. Ou seja, por enquanto é só silencio, mas assim que a chuva cessar, a algazarra começa, mostrando que a vida está mais viva do que nunca, com o gorjeio dos pássaros enfeitando o mundo, com as borboletas, joaninhas, abelhas, visitando as flores e dando continuidade a vida. Existe coisa mais linda do que isso? 

Um beijo para todos, e que este dia seja simplesmente o mais lindo de todos os que já vivemos...


And another day begins. Yesterday I had said that the day had dawned cloudy, today it dawned raining. Not that torrential rain, strong... a light, quiet rain, the kind that plants love, the one that soaks the soil little by little. Yes, the plants woke up smiling and happy. Did you know that plants, when they are happy, smile, right? It may seem strange at first, but if you pay attention to the vegetation around you, you will notice that on days of light and constant rain, they become more exuberant, looking like that girl who is going to attend her first party with her friends... and the smell of the earth? That intoxicating perfume coming from the bosom of the earth... my God, what a delicious perfume... oh, and there are also the puddles of water that form among the undergrowth, small lakes decorating nature... well, while the rain persists birds and butterflies remain hidden in their nests, waiting for it to pass so they can visit the gardens around the world. In other words, for now it's just silence, but as soon as the rain stops, the noise begins, showing that life is more alive than ever, with the chirping of birds decorating the world, with butterflies, ladybugs, bees, visiting the flowers and continuing life. Is there anything more beautiful than this?


A kiss for everyone, and that this day is simply the most beautiful of all the ones we've ever lived...



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