Englishmen say “There is no bad weather, there are bad clothes.” This statement means that they like all the seasons, and all kinds of weather. Every season is good in its own way. Each person likes this or that season. It depends on his character, and mood. They say that Pushkin liked autumn very much. This season is full of colours, bright and beautiful. The sky is blue, but sometimes grey clouds appear. The sun shines but it begins to hide behind the clouds. Its rays are not so warm. Autumn is full of vegetables, fruit, mushrooms. There is nothing like Indian summer in autumn. As for me, I like to walk on the carpet of bright leaves listening to the last songs of birds flying to warm countries, and looking at nature. It is like a fairy tale; The colors fade away and nothing can be done. Soon drizzling rains will begin and everything will be dull and sad. But, still, I like autumn. Winter in Usinsk is long and severe with dark nights, bitter winds and hard frosts, but sometimes
there are quiet, frosty winter days, when it is snowing. Fluffy soft snowflakes are falling to the ground making a beautiful thick carpet. The icecles glitter in the sun, and the snow sparkles like a diamond. Going outdoors in such weather is pleasant. Many people go to the forests and enjoy sledging and skiing, throwing snowballs and making a snowman. As for spring, people in Usinsk long for it and dream about it during long winter days. It comes late and suddenly. I don’t like it because my town becomes grey. But spring is the beginning of new life, when nature awakens from its long winter sleep. The trees begin to bud and soon tiny green leaves will appear. Young green grass appears, and fruit trees begin to blossom. Everything looks magic covered with a green carpet. Nature looks full of promise. I like summer because we have holidays and enjoy resting after the school year. In my opinion, every season is beautiful and attractive. As one famous poet said:”I see no reason to speak in prize of any season”.