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This summer we went to the Crimea. I saw the forests, grasslands, rivers, lakes, gardens, fields, and they were not the end.



How beautiful nature of our country! In nature there is nothing ugly, she can even make ugly beautiful.



The first thing I saw in the Crimea, were the mountains are not high, but scenic. The valleys of vineyards were pulled. Grapes are then only recently been planted, but these, in neat rows facing wand, entwined with vines looked very nice.



We lived in the village Planerskoe, which is located near Feodosia. It is very hot, dry climate, and so after a few days the green grass, a carpet covering the mountains, burnt by the sun and turned yellow. Every morning I went into the mountains. What a beautiful view is from there! Could see the whole village, the sea and mountains. Home top seemed small and unreal.

Morning and evening, blowing from the sea is cold, biting wind, but the day was so hot that the earth was impossible to walk barefoot.



But the heat is not felt by the sea. It meets the coolness of noise splashing on the shore, covered with small pebbles. Baltic Sea - a magnificent sight, and bathe in it - great fun.



Well rest on the sea! Bask in the sun, swim! But, oddly enough, I want to go home. And when you go back to the train approached the Moscow area, think it's better to not have our middle band. Here, you and shady woods, and rivers, and lush meadows. And our humble wildflowers Crimean roses, but dearer to us - because they are close to us since childhood! 

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