It was Sunny morning of Sunday. There was once artist. His name was Gilbert.

It was a young guy of

twenty years old. He lived in the fifth floor of a beautiful house in Paris. He had blue eyes like a
bottomless ocean. The same deep and unknown, and brown hair. Their smell was like hot
chocolate. One day, as usual, inspired by the beauties of Paris, he drew in his album on a white
balcony. He turned out a beautiful drawing like never before . He decided to go for a cup of coffee.
He brewed himself the most delicious latte and when he returned he noticed that the drawings were
already scattered by the Paris wind.Is all his efforts how gone? He was very confused and disparate,
so all his hours spent drawing now disappeared in a matter seconds. He didn’t want to draw
anymore. He called his friend and and he told this terribly unpleasant story. His friend was shocked
by what he heard. But he was even more shocked by the announcement of Gilbert's termination
of his activities. Аnd then Gilbert's friend said these words:

- If you have failed, then this is not a reason to despair. After all, our mistakes and failures make
us stronger and smarter. In your case, it's just a small setback. I am sure that you will be able to
draw even more beautiful drawings.

Then Gilbert realized that this case was not the reason for ending his favorite hobby. He decided
to draw even more drawings that were much better than the previous ones. He had a lot of ideas
for new masterpieces. From year to year Gilbert continued to draw and his skills grew with each
drawing. And then one day when he came to his favourite coffee shop for the usual cappuccino,
he saw a beautiful girl. She was wearing a white sweater, beige coat and brown pants. She had
flair skin, luxurious black curls, brown eyes and the sweetest and most beautiful smile. He fell in
love with her at first sight. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was literally the limit of his
dreams. And so they stand in line and Gilbert decides to start a dialogue with her.

- Hello girl, can I meet you?

- Hello, of course, I'm Bella. and your name?
-My name is Gilbert. Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you too.
Gilbert suggested:
-Maybe shall we sit in a cafe together and drink coffee? Getting to know each other better
-Okay, really good idea)
At that moment Gilbert and Bella got their coffee and sat down at a table for two people
Bella said that she plays the piano and writes poetry. Gilbert talked about his hobbies , including
drawing.
Bella asked Gilbert:
-Really? Are you drawing? Can you show me your drawings?
-Of course, but it’s at home. If you have a free time we can go to my home.
-Yes, we can.
Then they went home to Gilbert. His entire table was filled glasses with tassels and a stack of filled
albums lay. Gilbert He took the topmost album and began leafing through discussing each drawing
with Bella. Bella was very interested in looking at his drawings. They seemed perfect to her. And then
Bella said:

- Have you ever tried to submit your drawings to exhibitions?

-No, but I think it’s really good idea!
A couple of hours later, when Bella went to her home , Gilbert decided to go and hand over a couple
of drawings painted on canvas. A couple of hours later, when Bella went to her home, Gilbert
decided to go and hand over a couple of drawings painted on canvas. A month later, Gilbert received
call and was told that they wanted to buy his drawings for a lot of money. Gilbert agreed. A few years
later, Gilbert became a famous artist and married Bella. And his old drawings are still flying the the
wind in an unknown direction.