Galdin Dmitry. Spring motives.
Computer Sensation or a vanilla smell
She smelled like vanilla, her voice was sweet. They met their eyes and he fell in love. The alluring scent of vanilla turned him into a zombie. He was fascinated, but she was cold. Playfully smiling at him, she passed him. he knew her name and nothing else about her. She had to come tomorrow. He still remembered her scent and returned home. The memory of the smell followed him and the computer, the computer exuded the aroma of vanilla, and the he fell asleep ...
His dream was fleeting, he saw the stranger who conducted experiments on people and nobody knew that people were under surveillance ...
He woke up, and there was a broadcast news on the radio that talked about a large percentage of insanity from the feelings that were playing out, the health organization announced an epidemic of an unknown virus.
It was interesting.
Vanilla pursued him, and he was thinking hard about Nadezhda. she was like a sweetie. Her voice was still in his ears. He tried to distract himself and turned on the music. The Scorpions were playing on the radio ...
The next day came and they met again. Playing and smiling, she greeted him and went to the classroom. The smell of vanilla penetrated the heart. It seemed that our hero was going crazy.
His friend was crying for no reason and the girls laughed out loud, and the class's favorite was sad. It seems that the epidemic has reached them. The computers exuded the smell of vanilla. By chance our hero Andrey was at the computer of Hope, and on the screen there was a game he looked at the picture and saw little men.
most importantly, do not turn off the computer, it said on the screen ...
InterestinglyAndrew began to play the game. For half an hour of the game, he learned a lot about human beings and about cocktails with vanilla. Human beings were given feelings, watching people, and recording ...
Most importantlydo not turn off the computerit swept through my head, and Andrew decided to turn off the computer ...
The smell of vanilla disappeared and there was peace of mind, but vanilla spread on the Internet and many fell ill with feelings, only DE-energizing computers people finally managed to get rid of the vanilla, but lost the feelings of love, joy, sadness, they were replaced by indifference ...
Oranges
they loved oranges and silence, but sometimes they admired nature and listened to Pink Floyd. They are in love with oranges, dreaming of a beautiful life and of children. They probably loved each other, but they were friends. Lyudmila's heart was cold, but Roman was burning with love, not only for oranges, but for her. He was athletic, with blue eyes, and Ludmila was brown-eyed and brown-haired. They were peers and were friends from school. The love of oranges was creativity in their souls. They created beauty from an orange, embodying them in still life, alive and in pictures, and also they liked their smell, kind, taste. Every day they spent time together with oranges, and at night they parted. They were going to get married and create a happy family.
Once in the house the oranges ended, and there was emptiness. The morning was sad. Roman went to the market, and Lyudmila stayed at home and looked out the window. In addition, it was raining, and it was sad. A guy was walking along the road, wearing a black jacket with an umbrella and a bag. Lyudmila thought about Roman.
The guy, from the street, noticed her and smiled. The smell of oranges was in the bag of the guy and reached Ludmila's heart and she instantly fell in love. She thought about the guy all day and looked at the oranges that brought Roman. She took one and thought what could be in the stranger's smile. The orange fell to Roman's feet. He noticed Lyudmila's reverie and said goodbye without saying anything.
Oranges, oranges dreamed of Lyudmila. In the morning she met Roman and told him about the stranger. Roman thought about it and again said nothing. Every day she grew sadder and sadder, and only looked at oranges and listened to music. Roman went rarely noticing, knowing that something had happened to his beloved. The Oranges ended again. The last orange was in the hands of Lyudmila, she looked out the window and was looking for the stranger, and he then appeared. Hello, she said, sighing with relief. Will you? she handed him an orange. He smiled and handed her an orange too. Dima. He said. and at this time, Roman dropped the oranges at the feet of Lyudmila, seeing her meeting with the stranger and he stood there for a while and left, leaving oranges on the doorstep.
Since then, happiness has seized the house, Lyudmila and her boyfriend loved each other and the oranges, and they were happy. the novel did not love them, and every time they collided with them, they felt a sense of hatred. The oranges were indifferent to everything that was happening and lay in the vase, starting a new intrigue. The morning began with them and ended with music, and at night there was a meeting that gave birth to a new man who was to get acquainted with oranges yet. But that is another story
SPRING OF ITS FIRST LOVE
Everything was asleep. It was snowing. There was a frost. The last days of February were calm. and there was a light blow of a warm breeze and the sun touched the snow, thawed patches, streams began to quiver, nature woke up from the winter sleep. Winter grumbled. The first flowers were snowdrops. The earth sighed and breathed deeply. The buds on the trees appeared and florets appeared. The snow disappeared, the snowman in the yard disappeared. The birds woke up and began to babble, the bear got out of the den, the river freed itself from the ice. The sunny bunny on the path laughed. The girl smiled and sat down by the open window. The Earth was awakened from sleep. Spring came into law and everyone was happy. but the senses still slept until the sun melted the heart. Love woke up and penetrated into the soul. The girl, feeling the warmth in her heart, began to draw flowers. She thought about her boyfriend, and a feeling of great love arose in her heart. Enjoying the spring drop, as music, she began to sing and dance. it was 18 spring, the spring of her first love ...
Forest Fairy
In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there was a beautiful girl named Miranda. And she was lonely, but happy with her friends the butterflies, birds, fish and forest animals. every day she spent time on a pond in the woods with her friends. She admired nature and painted. In the drawings were her friends and the forest. The people in the village her name was a forest fairy and came to her for advice about health, She treated them with herbs and water from a pond. because of loneliness, she often felt sad, then her friends, forest dwellers, took care of her and delighted her heart. But the heart dreamed of a prince or friend, or both. And then one autumn day, when the sadness of autumn touched her soul, she heard a rustle of leaves and the noise of trees. A small creature appeared from the forest to the pond, it was a dwarf. He looked at the girl in confusion and was silent. The girl smiled and asked: Where are you from? The dwarf was silent, cowering, he was fumbling with his beard. I, Miranda, said again the girl. After a little while, he answered: Gork. they met and told each other about their troubles. From him, she learned that he lives in the country of Astroxis, a country of good and fairy tales and that he was lost. In turn, Miranda told about her loneliness, dreams and friends. She offered to have breakfast, and they ate red apples and chatted about each other. so they became friends. The girl decided to help him and went with the gnome on the road to look for his country. The road was long. They ate berries, drank spring water, and met an old man walking in a forest near his house. The elder said that he had heard about the country of the dwarfs, and that we must go to the East, there was mountains and a country of gnomes there. After a long journey, they went to the mountain. Gork immediately recognized his country and was delighted. Miranda smiled. They met the gnomes and gave her a precious stone. As a token of gratitude, the gnome promised that he would write a letter about Miranda, his friend the prince. So they then parted. The rest of the way with provisions Miranda has done along the river to its place, where the springs are beating. And life began to flow in its own way, but the impressions inspired her on drawings about the country of fairy tales and itwas good, and at that time a prince from the far-away kingdom received a letter. He liked what was written about him in the letter, and he immediately set off for the village to the forest fairy. He appeared unexpectedly for Miranda, right out of the woods, on a white horse. She looked into his eyes and fell in love with him. they sat on a pond and admired nature and each other. And there was a feast, and there washoney, drinking wine, and talking with them.
And I saw a gnome and saw a fairy tale. AND THERE WAS HAPPINESS AND JOY ...
Love of the Sea
Waves, waves of the sea touch the rocks. Their touch is sensual and beautifulas if the feelings of a huge being are touching the Earth. This love is divine. The waves of the sea, like gentle courtship, touch the rocks. The exciting touch is fascinating. And now the wave, breaking on the shore, brings the gifts of the sea, as a gift from the soul of the sea. land, taking a giftpouring precious stones into the sea. The world of the sea meets another kiss - a huge foamy wave. Like a favorite sea hugging rocks and giving life-giving moisture to the Earth. And on the rocks rises grapes. Pearl of the rocks. The discarded pearls are resting between the rocks, attracting people. but people do not collect it, but wait until the pearls disappear again in the sea depths. So the sea plays with the Earth, giving it pearls and taking it back and excites the rocks with excitement. Watching the love of the sea to the Earth, people are insanely happy. the sea their friend bestows on them beauty and love, giving their gifts free of charge, but taking care of people as mutual love. Waves, waves, the mighty and magical sea, give the Earth life, not demanding anything in return, giving everything that has created in its waters. This love is exciting and unique. affectionately touching, affectionately loving, the waves bring love and carry sorrow, dissolving them in their waters, purifying the Earth of sorrows and miseries. This love is bottomless and exciting. The sea is a friend and a life, and its feelings are waves, so dear to us, to the inhabitants of the Earth, to its children.
They parted with the sound of rain
they parted forever for the sound of rain. Sadness flooded their hearts.
And it was so. They met vkontakte. Correspondence began with the words hello, how are you? Music, photos, videos, poems were an integral part of their meetings. They loved rock and reggae, and the blues. Each meeting was unique and beautiful they did not talk about love instead they shared their world with each other and were happy. They dreamed of a meeting in real life and created and created. The musical compositions brightened up their encounters. They shared interesting photos and films. He wrote poetry for her and everything was amazing. And then they met.
They looked into each other seyes and it was exciting. They took their hands and began to talk. The world was beautiful, and they were happy. They talked about trifles, smiled at each other, and he kissed her hands. Touching each other, they felt joy and pleasure.
But it began to rain ...
FEELING DISAPPEARED, AND THE SURROUND HAS COME. They saw a gray world and mud. After parting, they tried to remember the wonderful moments of life. But the love that was presented was preserved in their hearts, they were not so unhappy as the rain wanted. with pure hearts, they met the morning, but they did not write anything to each other. The rain renewed their essence, and they were pure. They still continued to look at the photo and listen to music, but did not communicate. The world was empty without these moments, but they did not want to continue meeting. and every day they remembered each other, and their subtle love. But the real life was empty and cruel.
The rain touched the soul and washed away all the colors of feelings.
The first day of a loved one's life.
Spring. The exciting time. A park. A brass band is playing.
They met in the park, where they walked with their dogs. the conversation was about them. A common interesting hobby brought them closer. They were carried away by dogs, and every time they met in the park, they shared their interests. Mikhail enthusiastically told her about the achievements of his dog. Maria did not take her eyes off him and he praised her .. How much it was beautiful and interesting. Suddenly the conversation flowed into a declaration of love. Maria blushed and fell silent, so they parted. Maria was scared, no one had ever confessed her love to her ...
In the evening a lamp is burning in the room. Maria was embroidering. The phone rang Michael is calling. They agreed on a meeting each other. Maria, with deep feelings, agrees to a meeting, he does not rush her for an answer to his feelings, he is happy with their friendship.
As it is not strange, Maria feels a rush of feelings. She likes Michael. But she is afraid of a relationship. For the first time in her life, she feels happiness from thinking about a man. As waves of the ocean, feelings worry her. But love is still slumbering in her heart. Pleasant excitement from the upcoming meeting disturbs her soul, for herthe whole world is a fairy tale and Mikhail is the Prince. She goes to bed and sees a fairy tale in her dream. She sees a castle and a garden. The prince was gathering berries. The wicked witch cursed the prince and perishes. Only a magic flower is fragrant and gives warmth. She wakes up sad, but the thought of meeting changes her mood. She is happy again…
But the happiness of lovers was not destined to come true.
Michael was sick. Leukemia is a fatal disease diagnosed by doctors. He undergoes treatment at the oncological center. Maria is happy, but the sadness of his illness lives in her heart. They walk in the park, read books, watch movies, and listened to music ....
Michael gently refers to his beloved, but got more and more sad.
One evening an angel came to him and touching his body, gives him the love that inspires Michael to life, he meets with Maria ...
But later the forces leave him, and he dies ...
Maria is pregnant. The future child pushes in her belly. She will call him as beloved.
She looks at the photo of Michael, and strokes her stomach and this angel gave them a child, and their love was not wasted. The child will be happy and will please my mother.
The dogs came for a walk, and Michael's dog buried in Mary's knee. Maria's dog barked,she fed them, and went to bed.
Tomorrow is the first day of Mikhail's life, the birthday of her son, her beloved. she will love him all her life, remembering her beloved, and caring for her son. Michael was in her heart and life forever ...
Rose flower.
Sincere love, the magic of feelings and the play of the soul. Creativity given by God. She was given love once. How did it happen? And it was so. A country house, a garden and flowers in it. a lone tea rose blossomed under the window and delighted passers-by. Her fragrance was magical, her beauty is unique. Nature gave her everything for life and beauty. She reigned in the garden and smelled of her fragrance, and delighted passers-by. But no one approached her and did not touch her. admiring her, from afar, people touched magic, but were alone, like a rose. And, one day, a girl came to the garden and touched a rose. Her fragrance penetrated the girl's heart, and magic happened. The girl's soul shuddered and filled with a great feeling. The aroma and beauty of the rose created a miracle. love blew up the girl's heart, sincere feelings were born in her heart. She kissed the rose sincerely and stroked the petals. Thanks to her, for giving her feelings, she poured a rose and dug up the earth. The flower responded with a smell and swayed toward the girl. Gifted love was preserved in the heart. a few days later the girl met a guy, and they together came to a rose. The magic of the flower touched their souls, giving them sincere love. Every day they admired the rose and inhaled its fragrance. AND ALL WERE HAPPY. They had love, and the rose got rid of loneliness.
Music streamed the river
the music flowed like a river. I wanted to dance. Friends began to dance to rap music, but Svetlana was sad, under Eminem's beats.Her friends sang as best they could, Leonid composed poems. The loud music did not bother him. Rest was in full swing. The singer's words and music excited the children's blood. only Svetlana was not happy with the music, and sat silently, watching the photos of her friend. Music poured and poured, and now the lyrical song touched the heart of the girl, she sang. Leonid smiled and invited her to a dance. They spun in the dance. The smell of spring captured their hearts, and they were forgotten in their dance. Their friends stopped dancing and stared at them. Their shy girlfriend changed at one point. Music touched their soul and carried them away. Hugging each other, they hummed the tune, not knowing the words, but feeling the music, they danced and danced. Their friends smiled and clapped. at last there was silence, and they stood and looked into each other's eyes, embracing each other. There was a laugh. They became embarrassed and parted. But Leonid was still looking in the direction of Svetlana, and that he was writing something. The music poured in again. The dances continued. the sentimental Leonid stood up and held up a page with Svetlana's verses and said: You are charming. The guys switched on a slow song and amicably asked to dance with Svetlana and Leonid. The music embraced them and they whirled in the dance. They were unique, beautiful and happy. the music connected their hearts, and they drowned in the musical river of feelings.
Black and Red
In the world of colors, a terrible thing was happening. The world was divided into Black and Red. Of all the colors, Black appeared. But Red confronted Black. black absorbed the world of colors, turning it into darkness, and Red created paint again. Black, the master entered the world and strove for peace and quiet. The struggle was not for life, but for death. And when the Red was already a little bit, and death was inevitable. the master who fell asleep, woke up and made a smear of Red on Black, new colors appeared and the world came alive. Then he lovingly stirred the colors, and the world changed, and different shades appeared. Black striving for supremacy, took a place only at night, when the sun went beyond the horizon. and there was a ball in the evening, when Black invited to dance Red, and they made friends. They were made friends by the master, when he took the brush in his hands,he began to draw. At the ball, a new world was born, and harmony came into the world. Black came at night, Red morning and people became happy, the world was saved.
Fantasies of her feelings
It was evening. It was cold. The fantasies of her feelings were drowned in garden of colors. Touching the sky, she could dream. A fast river carried her feelings through the valley. Mountain ridges with snow caps were fascinating. The scent of the forest touched her soul and disintegrated with foliage and berries at her feet. Butterflies fluttered between the flowers and created love. Goldfish splashing in a stream gave her joy. The fantasies of the senses were airy, but strong as a wave of a mighty ocean. All this was happening inside her soul. It's a pity she was lonely collecting all the beauty of feelings,the girl sat alone in the garden, listening to the singing of the nightingale. The soul was longing. She didn’t care about her heart like the blossoming bud of the night beauty. She watched the blossoming of the flower and dreamed ...
And suddenly she heard the flowing music and beautiful song. she froze, trying to hear the words.
There was a young man. He approached the girl and looked into her eyes. Continuing to sing, she crouched beside him. Warm summer rain has gone, fantasies have disappeared, being frightened of a rain and the young man. The guy offered to hide under the trees, where the birds hid. They looked each other in the eye for a long time and were silent. The rain was over, the nightingales sang. Fantasies filled the girl's soul. She thanked him for the song and smiled. The guy, touching it, pointed to the horizon. Sunset. A beautiful sight was laid before them. He threw a frock coat over her shoulders and embraced her.They looked at the sun for a long time and the imaginations of the girl's feelings told her that she had found happiness.
You're not part of my heart.
It was a warm autumn day. Evening. The sun was turning towards the sunset ..
= Stay with me!
= No! You're not part of my heart, I'm so tired of everything. I'm leaving.
Outside the window, at the threshold, a rose grew in a small garden. It fascinated her. She was gorgeous.
She approached the rose and kissed it.
- I'll miss you. Said Margarita.
It was all over. Arthur sat down on a chair and thought.
you are not part of your heart rushing through your head.
There were daysArthur was more and more bored with Margarita. And he berated himself for not being able to hold her.
A friend called and said that his ex-girlfriend was in hospital, she had an accident. Arthur plucked the rose and went to the hospital.
"You are part of my heart," he said, and held out the rose.
-I missed you, did not I? He said simply.
"It hurts my head, but I'm normal," she answered.
Leaving her a rose, he returned home.
A friend called again. She is no more, she died.
You are part of my heart, with tears, said the guy. ...
they were happy. * (autobiographical)
It was a warm spring day. Mikhail was in a lyrical mood. He listened to music, wrote poetry, and thought about it. Tomorrow he will meet his dream. Years of correspondence, passions and sorcery ...
He poured himself a cup of coffee and took out a photo of his beloved. they met a site to learn English. And they began to communicate, at first they were simple letters, simple words, how are things, what's new? Postcards with congratulations, for any reason and without reason, Favorite music. Poems. Nice words. They liked each other, and they liked to live. He first wrote about his feelings, after 2 years of communication. He sent her confession about his feelings in a verse. She did not answer at first, but mutually since then they have written each other with gentle words. And felt sad, because they could not touch each other,but it was magicalto share the world of feelings and to love with all my heart. Meeting souls, with love, they spent time on the Internet, and their feelings grew every day. They could not meet for different reasons. The Internet was the only connection between them and gave a lot of emotions. they were not alone and they werein their own way happy. But one day the correspondence stopped. She began to bring pain, and they could no longer write. So they broke up, and plunged everyone into real life. Time passed. Much water flowed under the bridge. Feelings subsided. But the warmth in their hearts ...
She wrote the first letter. It was nice to meet again on the Internet. Magic again captivated their hearts, and the music of feelings flowed ... And tomorrow they will meet ...
Dreams come true, Mikhail thought, and after writing another email to Olga, he went to bed. He dreamed of the ocean and Olga. They sat on the edge of the Earth and ate apples. But they could not touch each other, but only look into each others eyes ...
Tomorrow came ...
Olga touched his hand, he embraced her and kissed her on the lips. The fragrance of her body penetrated into the heart of him, and the world has magically changed. How long I waited for you, said Michael. she said nothing and smiled. They sat in a cafe and drank coffee. An hour later, the plane flew Michael to Russia. This meeting did not bring disappointment, but brought happiness and joy. They decided to be together. But there was still a lot to do for this. they were happy, sharing their lives and their feelings on the Internet.