I am hugging with Simon on the summit.
In the unadulterated delicate turquoise sky, the spongy marshmallows cloud transversely moving Siula Grande Mountains. I am ecstatic hugging with my intimate friend Simon on the summit. Simon’s hug resembles my mother’s embraces and thaws my numb legs and icy torso. This extraordinary sense reminds me that we are the closest to each other. The miraculous natural view is unique as the elaborate masterpiece Red Poppies by impressionist painter Van Gogh. Tamed this historical beast as if I am Kublai Khan in the 13th century. I can overlook scrutinize the innumerable majestic ghost white Peruvian Andes. They are creating homogeneous sound waves from soft piano music Für Elise by the romantic composer Beethoven
In the unadulterated delicate turquoise sky, the spongy marshmallows cloud transversely moving Siula Grande Mountains. I am ecstatic hugging with my intimate friend Simon on the summit. Simon’s hug resembles my mother’s embraces and thaws my numb legs and icy torso. This extraordinary sense reminds me that we are the closest to each other. The miraculous natural view is unique as the elaborate masterpiece Red Poppies by impressionist painter Van Gogh. Tamed this historical beast as if I am Kublai Khan in the 13th century. I can overlook scrutinize the innumerable majestic ghost white Peruvian Andes. They are creating homogeneous sound waves from soft piano music Für Elise by the romantic composer Beethoven