Morning dawn. The sun was rising above the ground, the forest was waking up admiring the rosy dawn. There is a white fog swirling over the lake. Leaves rustled in the ravine under the mountain. The ray of the sun smiled and played with the dew ... These places are especially beautiful in the morning ...

A young man not far from you, in a loose white shirt, with a charming smile examines the view that opened up to you at dawn. The guy slowly shifted his gaze to you, as if expecting something.