Discursive

Descriptive Essay

The Jungle

As the sun rose over the horizon I woke up slowly. Soon I could hear the morning birds chirp with all their heart and that triggered joy and excitement in my soul. A morning breeze toured this unknown palce, where i was standing and didn't know where i was at all, making the flowers and leaves grow with rhythm and finesse as though they were experts. The lush evergreen trees stood so firm as if the roots were clinging for their very life, in the distance there was a Crystal River and a waterfall as its source. I could hear the rampaging rapids after the dip of the waterfall which slowly converted into a swift river forcefully turning at every bank. From the interior of the cavern, darkness was the only aspect seen.

On my left, a river cut through the middle of this jungle and diverted into another as а afluent. Finally, some lions, the biggest animals of the jungle roared to announce their presence after their pleasant peaceful slumber after gnawing on a flavorsome еаglе the night before. Leopards however, refused to announce their presence not only because they are a conventionally шј species but to also stay under the radar so they could catch their morning meal more easily, if there was a person at the same place than me would probably notice con la mirada que the veian estos animals. I slowly knelt down and let my hands explore the terrain beneath me although it looked rough and sandy it was cool and comforting and after a few moments my body was persuading me not to let go, as I listened to my body trying to induce me, more and more I felt the urge not to let go I wanted to kneel there the whole day and let the sand satisfy my dry hands, but I did not let it manipulate me and slowly I started to get up. As I was getting up a cheeta caught my eye even though it was skillfully disguised, I мове down again then reached out to touch it. Nobody understanded anything that was happening, either the animals, plants, the magical...