Winter in my city

Hello everyone! I'm Milan, I'm new to the platform and as the first text I will publish, it will not be related to the corona virus and the bad situation in the world, but according to some of the most beautiful seasons i'll write about winter! P.S. my English is a little worse, but I'll do my best! After the rainy and cold autumn, the winter days came. The gloomy and cloudy season is now filled with ice and snow. Nature is so beautiful in all seasons, but in winter there is real magic. No matter if it is in the village or the city, on the meadow or on the street, winter is equally magical everywhere. It is colder than all seasons, but it is equally special. This winter, too, I am happy and I enjoy everything she brought.

The snow doesn't stop blowing this morning either. From the window of the room, I watch the snowflakes that are constantly falling. They covered every corner of dormant nature. Under the white and snow cover, only various shapes can be seen. My gaze is focused on the nearby children's park, which is completely deserted. Swings, slides and other children's attractions sleep under snowdrifts. I imagine all those children who beautified spring and summer days with their play and smiles. The park was full of parents and children. Laughter and children's murmurs were heard on all sides. Now everything is dormant, quiet and desolate. It was expected that warm, and then autumn days would be replaced by cold and snowy days. We have been preparing for the coldest season for a long time - winter. Winter reigned in the village, in the fields and fields, in the woods, and of course, here in the city. She left her mark everywhere. The trail she left in the city beautified every street and every park. Everything is so magical and snowy. There are various decorations on all sides that beautify my city. In the morning and during the day, the snow shone, and in the evening, the lamps of different colors flickered. There is almost no street that is not decorated. My city is so beautiful this winter as well. I like to walk with it and see all the decorations and lamps, shop windows, as well as other interesting things. I almost don't feel cold, because my thoughts are occupied with some happy feelings. Winter is truly a magical and beautiful season. I am convinced that she is equally beautiful and maybe even more beautiful in the countryside. Of course, sometimes I miss the narrow and deserted village streets, covered with snow. I miss sledding down countless times from a nearby village hill. However, it's nice here too.