Sometimes it's big and shiny- yellow, glows with happiness and serenity!
Sometimes shy, he'd rather run away, leave him alone, with no one watching him.
Sometimes he is angry with the clouds because they push him aside and in no way give him a chance to show up and say hello. It's so strange to actually SUN.
On Wednesday last Sunday, she didn't want to go out or say hello. I think it was annoying that some kids in my class drew it with a mustache. On Saturday, I saw him laughing and waving from the sky, greeting the kids who were heading out to sea for the first time this year. And children look forward to meeting him, like sunflowers turning to the sky, winking, laughing at him and greeting him like a good friend.
The rain annoys him terribly, because when he falls he has to dry a lot of shoes, jackets, umbrellas, puddles, wet streets ... He works hard then all day, dries, dries, sends heat, heats ... he doesn't stop .
And that's how the sun used to be like me! We are kind of similar. And sometimes I get up on my left foot, sad and sad, sometimes I'm as happy as if the whole planet is mine ... I smile most often, like these days. I welcome spring, apple and violet. Like I'm in love? And the sun looks in love with me, just won't tell me who?