This text has been automatically translated from Turkish. Show Original
Drink goodbye, my beloved lake. Servet passed. He was sure that the lake heard him. In response, he waved his blue bowl towards Halkapınar Lake with all his strength. You can use a splashing drop of water as a farewell kiss. He placed it on his cheek. Last day of school. It reminded me of separation with a lake. That day, his eyes were red from crying and his voice was stuck in the throat. Now he was crying secretly for a lost lake. Yes, he was leaving his only lake. It was difficult to come back with small steps again.