This wonderful May day, I and my parents are going to watch the parade. On the streets we meet a lot of grandmothers and grandfathers, who with orders on their chests are hard, but confidently march through the streets of the city. How wonderful to see happy faces that let them shine with tears, but these are tears of happiness. I and my parents give bouquets to veterans and thank them for the clear sky and land, which now shudders only from festive salutes. Around the city you can find a large number of flags, St. George ribbons, people with flowers. Everyone is happy and proud, because this is the Great Victory Day!
