I miss of colors of hot seasons of year. Since August, when I arrived here I could see the weather becoming more cold. I saw the end of summer, I saw each leaf and flower falling in ground, I saw for the first time one flake of snow to fall in my jacket.
Today is winter, not there are more spring, summer or fall. In season of year more cold, I'm learning to live this weather day by day hoping to arrive more one of hot seasons.
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