Nature grows old in winter. It is a period of decay. Who loves this old lady? There is no beauty anywhere. There is nothing but fog and snow! How cold and unkind it is. The bright sun goes away. The sweet spring is no more.

This is how we complain the winter. We wish one thing to be like another. We expect an ass to be a horse and a horse to be an ass. So, what is the result? We fail to like either. We hate horse because it is not an ass and we hate ass, as it is not a horse. What a pity! Why should we wish the winter to be summer or spring? If we do so, we cannot enjoy life. Everything has its own beauty. If winter becomes spring, the winter will no longer remain winter. What would happen if all the year were an endless spring? Of course, we would not like it, for it would be dull. Beauty lies in change. So, nature gives one season after another. And every season comes with a beauty of its own.

Winter is cold, no doubt, but how nicely we keep it out. Our woolen garment keeps us warm also makes us look beautiful. True, the poor stutter, but do they enjoy any other season? No, they do not have enough clothes even for summer. So, such people sit by the fire. How sweet it is! A fireplace in winter becomes club. We talk about this and that. We tell stories or discuss politics. It serves as a radio set, too. We get lots of news about different places and different persons. Thus, fireplace manufactures news and rumors both. We enjoy all this and go to bed. How soft our bed and how sweet our sleep in the winter!

Winter is a season of health, too. What a pleasure it is to eat. We can eat whatever we like and eat as much as we like. There is no trouble. In any other season one will fall ill easily and lose all the pleasures of eating.