guzzle leaves, you can directly hear from passers-by the green invaders also do not stand on ceremony, svetok falling on his head and behind his collar. let's take a picture. that's how we go to me the same thing was m-m. no, don't pull, please, they don't have anything so scary about them. of course, for the first time in kalitnikovsky square, larvae were noticed for six or seven years. back appears with the advent of heat. in mid -may and the days of protection , several ash trees ate the leaves this year, they could no longer stand it and the death or something else, but there were flies to scratch and it was impossible. only like this, waving away, it was possible to bend down to come running to people, uh. plague-type overalls and treated with something. uh, they said it was just coming, treatment against these, uh, pests. here are but uh results. uh, this treatment does not explicitly give laboratory tests confirmed the pest, really black ash, the sawfly is a native species present in any forests, squares and parks of the middle lane for humans, insects are harmless adults. individuals.

it's the engine that's revving, so that no squirrels, so that they don't fall, don't die, svetok i sing, make noise birch, but i need to sit down so that i can sit next to the leader. and what, like i can just let the song why i sit next to me, because we work with her in the same theater. i know i wanted to say for years, but for 20 years yes exactly that's when the trouble happened in my life i was attacked in entrance and a little hmm hurt. oh my god, it ended well. it was andrey who saved me. because i am not a slime , a birthday present and a blow that was stabbed in the stomach and i bought it for the shower, which i gave him. so i took her to my dacha and thought, wedge with a wedge to beat higher. that is, i will sing, and she will forget about all the hardships. help over me vperyozy, ah -ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah dog make noise, make noise at me, forward with quiet beams to the earth, my joy, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, near the steel of the road, having retired from his god. i i have an old road and i will also sleep in the car. back, i myself am not even a nobody belarusian dear friends, but