Prompt: Icicles hang like chiseled peaks. You can take one and stick it in the gateway into a peasant asking for a cigarette. How many everywhere. Sandy yesterday times are perfectly visible along the way, the sun hid behind the clouds while others bake pancakes.
Prompt: The glaciers parted, paths were exposed on objects that you can slip through and see the bald patches of asphalt, but this is a dream of spring, as snowflakes move on and gifts of spring fall asleep. The brakes on the car brake sharply, but do not crash.
Prompt: The mattresses have been thrown out and flakes are resting on them, lying on a soft mattress in the golden sun. The terry-soaked sofa was also thrown out and saved to lie. They fired up the stove in the emergency car and they drink tea with pancakes, the revelry is shorter.
Prompt: Humid as on the moon Titan and windy as on Jupiter, as if he had touched an orange spot. Asphalt is a rapidly progressing bald spot, like on the bald head of a bald man from Brothers. The men are sitting on the bench, smoking and looking at the living quarters. The small dog wanted to attack the leg and deprive him of running.
Prompt: Birds rap, to the beat and the sounds of cars. The soldiers are marching in formation to the singing of birds. Spring is right outside, of course, without sheets, but with snow. Somewhere snow dunes piled up, camels do not pass, so shovels were taken in hand and the clearing of the path began.
Prompt: A peasant lit a cigarette, the fire flashed over the whole district and the fresh juicy smoke of tobacco stretched for the next meters. The men cleaned the snow and went for a beer. Cars turned in one direction, carrying children to kindergarten and school. The days are getting brighter.
Prompt: A witch flew by on a broomstick. She flew up to each bench and cleaned with her turbo broom from a light snowball. A warrior and a layman walked side by side and chatted about something. Mercedes dropped off a passenger in the cold. The passenger went for a walk. The sky turns pink, the moon is not visible.
Prompt: Grandma brought the cats in ties a French breakfast of coffee and croissants. While the cats were eating and drinking coffee, the pawnshop was robbed a second time and the dark forces took away all the gold by turning on the alarm. Snow excavations continue, horses are let across the road.
Prompt: The policemen sat in the car and gave each other valentines. A fluffy cat like Cupid went to warm himself in his cellars. 3 crews of firefighters went to extinguish the fiery heat, sped away very far. He and she dig snow with shovels and talk about love. A man stands at a beer stall and demands a celebratory strawberry-flavoured beer. In general, Happy Holidays to you.
Prompt: An unfortunate accident happened early in the morning. Some clowns at the crossroads decided to play speed and crashed into each other. Bus 43 is to blame, the cars scattered in different directions and lost their bumpers. Only the idyll flows from the water and frozen trees, soothes from the existence of problems.
Prompt: Run of Love, drawing a heart started at the Fedorovskoye reservoir. Draw a ball on a stick. They ran around the fishermen frightened the fish, under the depth of the water column. The phone was frozen and the plan for drawing hearts was different.
Prompt: Grandfather in a red beaver hat and with a narrowed eye at my side. The moon was still visible in the blue sky. A soldier without a gun walked in camouflage. Drivers braking policemen watching the road.
Prompt: Beautiful frosty weather, someone is sitting outside the window and writing under the lamp. People with sticks go forward along different turns of the streets. The middle of the streets is empty of cars, and the man on the porch smokes and thinks.
Prompt: Justice is brought near the court, the janitor clears the steps and looks at the traces of the defendants. There are snow hats on the Christmas trees. The soldier went with a backpack to the steppe part, to roam on duty. A pile of cars flies out of the sleeping.
Prompt: Decided to fly today and do spectacular special effects like Spielberg. Slipped on the ice and a meter from the car flew under its wheels. He got covered in snow and ran on. A man with a polished board from the closet went to the nearest pile of snowboarding, next to the house of love.
Prompt: The dogs ran parallel to me along the road behind the house. They have a wedding, I have a run. Smoke was streaming from the stoves, the bus was hacking and riding off the route. Women scatter snow, men rest, one collects bottles. A wooden slide has been created, now the police, wearing flashing lights on their heads, can safely ride from them, under the barking of a dog in the morning park.
Prompt: A mega-giant sunflower with an alien flying saucer and a mini airport created on the water. The fish who saw these sunflowers were in the mood for a pleasant meeting of summer. In future. Tractor wheels and buckets stormed the snow.
Prompt: After a 3-week ice drift, snow fell and all the drivers began to scrub the snow from the glass with brushes. Running on ice has become quite real. You won’t fall, you won’t catch a black eye. Saturday silence also motivates thoughts.
Prompt: The noise of the turbine brings warmth and light to everyone in the house. The policeman with a pile of paper left his container and went to investigate the detective case. Everything that can be created with sand in the void was covered in the park. The bus, suspiciously dark blue in gray, drove through the streets.
Prompt: Superhero janitors fly around the parks on their blades and scatter sand. Now you feel safe. These superheroes dig up new sections of the filled park every time. They built a hill, businessmen, being afraid of fines, take crowbars and break the ice. In general, work is moving forward.
Prompt: The gods are smoking on Mount Olympus, raising smoke from their barbecue. Unexpectedly narrow paths on which it was necessary to give way were cleared and you can rush like a Vostok rocket to Mars. Green directed me to the sands and arches, near which they made a marafet as if Kim Jong-un would come there.
Prompt: Moving early in the morning, a gazelle arrived and took away the sofas, for some reason they threw out the white sofa and now it stands on a snow-white surface. Areas of sand, here and there storage. The traffic light shows me a green hand. A man is looking for garbage in the snow. Yes, the sun is up.
Prompt: The bird from the descendants became a peacock, generally turned into fluffy fluff on the woodpecker's breast and led to the milky spiral to the north pole of Andromeda. There we ran across the ice and stuck a little in snowdrifts, and after that, without the Caspian Sea, qr made plans in the Spoon.