Practicando el idioma ingles. En este caso Language reference.
When I was ten my father would take me to the school very early in the morning. Sometimes the sky was dark because the sun hadn’t appeared yet, and when I looked from the window of the car I could see the moon, white and shiny like a diamond.
I always would come back by bus, sometimes with my brother and sometimes with my friends. And it was very funny because we felt free to do anything we wanted.
I remember I would like “Chiquititas”, a TV programme, and stopped to play and do whatever thing I did in this moment.
I used to go to the Zoo every year with my family. We passed all day right there, seeing the animals and giving them food.
But there is a memory I would never forget. The first time I read “Harry Potter”. I was eleven years old like the character (It was one of things why adore the book). My best friend gave me for my birthday like a present. I didn’t remember why but I started to read it and I loved it.
All the magic was fantastic, hogwarts was incredible and also all the things that happened to Harry. I couldn’t stop to read and when I had finished I bought the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh book. Of course I had to wait to be published.
El hombre advierte la presencia fugitiva de las horas. El que supo aprender a discernirlas en el espacio las verá avanzar discretamente vestidas, coronadas de frutos, de flores, o de rocío: primero las diáfanas y apenas visibles del alba: luego sus hermanas del mediodía, ardientes, crueles, resplandecientes, casi implacables, y finalmente las últimas del crepúsculo, lentas y suntuosas, que retarda, en su marcha hacia la noche que se aproxima, la sombra purpúrea de los árboles.
“La inteligencia de las flores”.