"This wonderful bird..." - wrote about Flamingo famous Russian traveler Gregory Silych Karelin. And it really is! The beauty and grace of this beautiful bird can't help but catch the eye! People from ancient times believed Flamingo fabulous bird, a creature from a distant and beautiful dreams. In nature there is not a lot for such a beautiful spectacle, as the simultaneous rise of a half-million flocks of flamingos. Given the characteristics of the distribution of their habitats, for us is a drop of exotics in the great ocean of interesting and unusual to our eyes things. Interesting is the fact that these birds are sedentary, and try not to leave their settlements. Very pleased that flamingos are not only in South and Central America, and don't need to travel far to see these wonderful birds. There are flamingos in Azerbaijan. They have chosen the coast of the Caspian sea, and live here in large flocks. About these birds, like that of a beautiful nymph compose poetry, many poets and poetry. Here's an example:all my Dreams with pink tint, Mixed them in different colors. Reminiscent of pink flamingos,- In flight a small height. With magically-easy elegance, Not bright, subtle beauty, And because of my reverie,- Be gentle and reliable purity.
And the pink plumage, In comparison, as a sensitive romanticism, Hard to find in this world, In price more and more clear pragmatism. I kindness, love and even passion Will color a delicate pink hue, What modesty to the fate of one match, My dream,albeit, barely noticeable.
In this poem reflects the grace and beauty of this Paradise of birds. The author, admiring the purity of the beauty and elegance of flying these amazing birds, compares their bright dreams of the image is not bright, but at the same time, the delicate beauty of the pink flamingos. To see in flight this bird is a real miracle, because spreading wings, rose from the ground and mixed with the streams of air, a drop of this exotic appears to us in a completely incomprehensible for us, " she flies. He who once rose in the sky who has ever looked at the earth from the height of bird's flight, forever in my heart carried the indelible impressions of pleasure and ease...
Mixed them in different colors.
Reminiscent of pink flamingos,-
In flight a small height.
With magically-easy elegance,
Not bright, subtle beauty,
And because of my reverie,-
Be gentle and reliable purity.
And the pink plumage,
In comparison, as a sensitive romanticism,
Hard to find in this world,
In price more and more clear pragmatism.
I kindness, love and even passion
Will color a delicate pink hue,
What modesty to the fate of one match,
My dream,albeit, barely noticeable.
In this poem reflects the grace and beauty of this Paradise of birds. The author, admiring the purity of the beauty and elegance of flying these amazing birds, compares their bright dreams of the image is not bright, but at the same time, the delicate beauty of the pink flamingos. To see in flight this bird is a real miracle, because spreading wings, rose from the ground and mixed with the streams of air, a drop of this exotic appears to us in a completely incomprehensible for us, " she flies. He who once rose in the sky who has ever looked at the earth from the height of bird's flight, forever in my heart carried the indelible impressions of pleasure and ease...