базовые прил англ

The tall mountains rise so grand,
A distant view of a beautiful land.
The air is fresh, the sky so clear,
The cold wind whispers, the bright stars near.
The dark forest hides its quiet way,
A lonely wolf calls at the end of the day.
The path is long, the journey is hard,
Each step is brave, each mile scarred.
Tripsteps makes it easy to find,
These useful words that fill my mind.
From busy streets to a simple town,
Learning feels like a worthy crown.
The fast river rushes, its sound is loud,
The calm lake rests beneath a cloud.
The air feels cool, the night is still,
Nature teaches with a gentle will.