Please correct it! Nightingale sings in the rain June, the winds are breaking my vassel. I’m sitting here and remembering about my vague memories. Some melodious piano sound make me miss him more. That was a rainy day, the day a had to leave my puppy love behind .I made my luggage ready and waited for the bus. The hand touched my shoulder, a little astonished, he gave me a tender looks and said: Don’t you think you leave something here? I didn’t answer his question, just looked. The despair was written all over his face, he gave me the bag and came back. I opend the bag which he gave me after I got the bus. That’s the book, the novel which name: The Nightingale sings in the rain. Oh my god, my tears began falling. I well knew his mean. I left this book there, but it wasn't important, I can buy the same books at every bookstore. The most important I left there was him! I’m in the firt year of the university, so I had to have a month at the solidarity academy if we want to graduate. To be continue.........