Island with palms, but without monkeys..."

And we will be sun-bathing completely nude..."

You know, Wuki, it was one of those evenings and I had nothing to do. And so I went fishing. The weather was wonderful, the air like milk, and nobody was at the river. I threw out my fishing-rod and thought why after all those men love fishing?..."

Dear Ptichka, I love you!............................"

Wuki and the flower....................................."