About the book: year / The evening was wonderful, to say the least. The sky is clear, starry, and the snow crunches merrily underfoot, glistening from sparkling advertising signs and lanterns, as well as blinking street trees. A light breeze, which carried with it the pleasant smell of winter, cooled my cheeks and forehead. There were quite a lot of passers-by, but closer to my house they almost disappeared, remaining on the avenue, along with the car noise and all the bustle.