The day shines with its last rays and prepares for the darkness of the night to fall, and a bird sings, flooding with its voice all evening. For some reason, coolness, noisy silence and calmness intertwine with the whims of the day. After a while, everyone will forget the unceasing thought of the day and will invite the hope of tomorrow's rainbow in their home. When you stop and leave yourself in the arms of the evening, remember to gently caress your outstretched hand.