I wandered the streets of our city for a long time.The weather was gloomy.Wet snow was constantly falling.Everything looked gloomy.Gray walls, people running past, each with their own thoughts alone and judging by their faces, the thoughts were not at all rosy.The situation and the news leave much to be desired and it's all very frustrating.
I was walking and thinking about life, what I could change, what to do.I walked through the park near the center and there I saw children coming from school.There were smiles on their faces, they were genuinely happy.You know, these sincere smiles of the children really lifted my mood.I began to remember those years when I myself ran home from school just as joyfully to please them with another good grade and after praise from them I would go for a walk with my dog.
Passing by another gray high-rise building, I accidentally stepped on some kind of spray can.I wanted to pick it up and throw it in the nearest trash can, but it turned out to be almost full.It was a can of red paint.And you know what?I couldn't stand it and drew a big heart on the gray wall and wrote - life is one, love each other!!Then I quickly ran away from there.Do you think it's possible to call it a bad tone?
Write, your opinion is very interesting.
Sincerely, your Vika!