Today I flew to my favorite Christmas tree and I was unable to find it anymore... 

This is the first sign that the day is approaching - for some, it is very beautiful, for others...

I remembered my childhood - when I was just a little fledgling who loved this day of the year the most. I was amazed to see a thousand colors of fireworks in the sky. I wished to fly with them. My mother did not even allow me to fly outside. I could not understand why. We were locked in a nest, and my siblings and I were watching the New Year's Stunning fireworks from our wooden window.

The next morning was hard for everyone. We were angry about our mother and didn't talk to her. Though couldn’t notice this at all, he spent the whole day with the neighboring sparrows counting the loss that my dream fireworks had inflicted on our environment.

I love my country so much that I do not leave even in winter. Also, adore flying near people. I know that some of them even make nests in their backyards for the winter. For these people, I protect their crops from destructive insects and free the yards from weeds. However, often, it is these people who do not think about the fear and danger that diligently chosen New Year sparkles bring to us.

New Year is coming, the most magical day of the year. I thought so in my youth and so I think now. This is a day when everyone should be happy and take care of each other's cheerfulness. Maybe now is the year when we start to work together, we can create a New Year's environment in which no one will be physically and spiritually hurt.