It was the first morning of freedom. Finally he became free from all what weighed him upon just like weights on the roots. He no longer had to anybody and anything. No obligations, no promises, no debt, no framework or shackles. Only uncertainty and freedom ahead of him – all intoxicating many of opportunities and ways. And everything now depends only on him. God offered free will. It was the first morning of happiness in his life. And not the last – he knew it...
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Her sad was deep and irreparable. Even the bright sun and warm summer couldn’t dispel it. It was no sorrow because a lot of water has since claimed the River of Time, but the sadness remained and nothing could heal it. Now she wanted the only thing: stand still on the shore and indulge in pleasant memories with a quiet half-smile. About her happiness sometime in the past, about happiness of all her close trees, about the feeling of everything possible and the freedom that feeling gave, about joy and confidence filled up their...
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It was her only fourteenth spring – and first one when she fell in love. And whole the world seems wonderful to her. And she wants endlessly look at the sky, and the sun, and grass between her roots, and birds on her branches, and smile to gentle breeze, and dream, and wait for meeting with him. She has everything forward – even disappointments and fails. But she didn’t want to think about it at the moment. At that moment when she loves and is...
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He has lived on the Vasilevsky island in Saint-Petersburg for a long time. For example he miraculously survived the blockade and the war – he hasn’t been hit by a shell or a bomb, he somehow hasn’t been cut down for firewood during the harsh winter of 1941 and the very cold of 1942. At least he was lucky in the fact that when the city was rebuilding after the war there was many yards altered, old and sick trees sawed off to replace them by young. But it didn’t affect him because of he was neither old or sick at that moment. He wasn’t so even now. But the very important things he saved in himself were intelligence and good manners of a real Saint-Petersburg citizen. He was very humble and just a few trees knew how much he suffered: he never boasted of it, never rebuked those who haven’t experienced the same. Everybody feel nice and easy beside...
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