ΠΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎβ¦ Π’ΡΠΆΠΊΠΎ ΠΆΠΈΡΡ β Π½ΠΎ ΠΆΠΈΠ²ΡΠΌ. Π Π°Π΄ΠΎΡΡΡ ΡΠΎΠΆΠ΅ Π²Π΅Π΄Ρ Π² Π±ΠΎΠ»ΠΈ ΡΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π°Π΅ΡΡΡ. ΠΠΎΡΠ»Π΅ ΡΠ»Π΅Π· Π²Π΅ΡΠ΅Π»Π΅Π΅ ΠΏΠΎΡΠΌ, ΠΠΎΡΠ»Π΅ ΡΡΠ³ΠΎΡ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ»Π΅ΠΉ ΡΠ»ΡΠ±Π°Π΅ΠΌΡΡβ¦
Π Ρ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ Π΅ΡΡΡ ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ, ΠΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π΅ Π±ΡΠ²Π°Π΅Ρ Π² Π½Π΅ΠΉ Π»ΠΈΡΠ½Π΅Π³ΠΎ. Π’ΡΠΆΠΊΠΎ ΠΆΠΈΡΡ β Π½ΠΎ ΠΆΠΈΠ²Π΅ΠΌ, Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎβ¦ Π ΡΠΏΠ°ΡΠΈΠ±ΠΎ Π·Π° ΡΡΠΎ ΠΡΠ΅Π²ΡΡΠ½Π΅ΠΌΡ.
/ΠΠΎΠ»ΡΠ½Ρ
Itβs hard to live, but we live. Joy, too, is born in pain. After tears, we sing more joyfully, After hardships, we smile brighterβ¦ And life has so much, Nothing is superfluous in it. Itβs hard to live, but we live, and itβs okayβ¦ And thank God for that. /Wormwood
























