Beautiful Nature

There is nothing more beautiful than nature, with all its topography, where it gives tranquility and happiness to our lives. Here, in this article, there are words about the beauty of nature.

Nature is all that surrounds us on the land of the plains, mountains, valleys, deserts and seas, and the natural transformations that occur in them by the four seasons, the winter comes to unknow the earth from its green color, tells it by the cloudy water of the sky that hid under this gray clouds a blue sky and golden suns, The plate of divine nature, and after we thought that the earth has been killed by the cold winter cold soon spring comes shy sun began to those clouds to crumble to show the color of the sky, including the pure blue that robbed the hearts, and The earth is covered with green carpet adorned with flowers of various colors proclaiming a new birth to a land that looks like new, wearing butterflies in bright colors that hang here and there, landing on trees wearing a dress of flowers, soon the summer comes and the flowers disappear and the sun shines and the green earth turns yellow After the sun shines, and flying swarms of birds looking for a shade protected from heat and fell on the branch of a tree covered with leaves, and harvested from the fruit of that tree, build their nests, and take from the branches shelter. In the long run the animals enjoy the shifting, shifting magical nature. Clouds begin to appear again, covering the sky, announcing the arrival of autumn. The leaves of the trees are shriveled and yellowed, so that paper falls on the ground to cover the dirt and turns into food nourished by the tree after it rains to restore the life cycle of the land and the tree again.

The most beautiful thing in nature is this magical dialogue, which is transformed by the celestial bodies of the days, away from the hands of the man who destroys the place if he wants, but if he wants to become part of this beauty, nature shares its silence and contemplates its loud calmness in the cycle of life and death. Every hour, a light blue is to begin to wear the black nightgown after its orange sandals have been pulled out by the rays of the sunrise, and the sun is tired of the flight and its rays have sunk away behind the vast mountains or deep sea depths.
Glory to the Creator who created all this beauty in the surrounding nature around us, and we hardly realize this beauty in our preoccupation with tampering with it and burning it and igniting wars to transform this beauty by the fires of wars burning everywhere to a foggy dream that we can only realize in our dreams.