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In the morning we went to the forest. The dawn brightly flared up in the sky. The first rays of the sun burst through the clouds and played with green grass. From this game grass in the clearings burned and turned yellow. A small streamlet hid from the sun in the thick grass. We settled on its shore, sunbathed and enjoyed the summer. In the evening they lit a fire. It burned very beautifully. The languages of the fire devoured dry branches of trees one after another. Therefore, on hot coals we baked potatoes. The potato was burnt, but did not lose its taste. We ate it with great appetite. The night came, the stars flared up in the sky. They caused us a cheerful mood. We sang songs and listened to music. The burning stars lit up our happy faces.