August – last month our favorite month. August tells us that although summer is coming to an end, an equally pleasant time of year is coming. However, for many, August still remains a sad month, because they don’t want to say goodbye to sleepless summer nights, with the heat and walking with friends until the morning. But don’t despair, because you need to be able to find something good even in bad things. On our new entertainment portal you can find many different statuses about August. Here you will find very optimistic statuses about how wonderful August is and how soon it will return to us again. We are constantly working on improvements to the site so that you always have a wide choice. Visit us more often to recharge yourself with positivity.
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August smells like autumn, even though it’s still warm - the Sun does not spare nature’s light. But the rainy season has come, and sunny summer has gathered in the distant region.
August is the month when it is impossible to open a window on a bus, which could not be closed in December.
August!!! Stop thinking you're October...
Let's leave disputes, insults and reproaches... we will never repeat our August anyway...
For a pessimist, summer is already ending. For the optimist, this is just the beginning. And as always, I somehow don’t care.
If winter jokes until April, then I want summer to take revenge until December!
Coming to it this year, we thought: “Oh, it would be better if it were August 32... “When we left, I’m sure we will say: “Why not May 26... And 12th grade.”
I used to love summer, but then I realized that summer could be at any time of the year (in another country), if only there was money... Now I love money!
August. last month of happiness
August.. the last month of summer.. how I want to extend it.. even for a minute..
August days are like beer: no matter how much you take, it still ends quickly.
In August, before lunch it is summer, and after lunch it is autumn.
If you don't sweat in August, you won't get warm in February.
Summer, like all these wonderful moments, comes and ends quickly, but leaves happiness and warmth in the soul.
You sit on the Internet, don’t bother anyone, and then summer ends for you.
We harvest fruits in August. There is a lot of joy for people after all their hard work. The sun is standing over the spacious fields. And the sunflower is filled with black grains...
Cool statuses about August: Judging by the long winter, summer will begin in August...
Now I understand why in high school they don’t write the essay “What I did in the summer”
Morning, so good and affectionate. Especially if it’s still August on the calendar, which means it’s still vacation.
And only in last days August, you realize that June was great too.
End of August. The most common question: “Do you want to go to school?”
August is the last heat with a hint of nostalgia..
August August! Summer will come to an end soon, it’s sad. So Indian summer will come - it's fun! Let's bask in the sun and say goodbye to the summer days as we should
August is like a long Sunday: it seems like it’s still the weekend, but soon it’s back to school!
August bows at his feet, August asks for help: Harvest the harvest! Garden and field - over the edge! There is no salvation! Spas to the rescue! The harvest is ripe, just in time!
Summer ends with open dresses.
August, August – children are happy! Let's go for a walk in the summer forest. There are ripe sweetness of raspberries and mushrooms – you can’t count them! How many juicy berries we ate and mushrooms we took home! ... Before we knew it, the holidays were over.
We urgently need the fourth month of summer!
I never thought it would be like this in February this August.
The last day of summer we walk until dawn
The last month of summer is August, It’s time to harvest the harvest from the dachas, And start preparing containers for mushrooms. But it’s sad to say goodbye to summer.
The last month of summer is outside the window, It gives us warmth, the wind chides us, And our whole house is covered in colorful asters, And the wet rain drizzles more often.
On the one hand, it’s still summer! On the other hand, you can get used to everything... I think around August... I will stop being surprised by the snowstorm outside the window.)))
August. One month to spend like three.
Call me quietly. I will hear. In the middle of August and the whisper of rain. The drops are falling, lightly knocking on the roof - I will still feel you! Say the name quietly. I will hear. Through the thunderstorm and through the murmur of the stream. The foliage will tell me this barely audibly. I'll still feel you.
June is ending, August will soon come. And it will end soon. So this summer will pass, as usual, unnoticed.
So the summer has passed, August flew by like a comet... Without love everything was fine... but without love there is no summer.
August is like Sunday evening.
And only in the last days of August do you realize that June was great too...
August is the month when it is impossible to open a window on a bus, which could not be closed in December.
It’s only August, and I’m already sitting with a heater. =))
March, April, May, fuck, July, August... The student will understand.
Three reasons why children love school - June, July, August.
August is like a long Sunday: it seems like it’s still the weekend, but soon it’s back to school!
Whoever sleeps in August will go hungry.
I never thought it would be like this in February this August.
Morning, so good and affectionate. Especially if it’s still August on the calendar, which means it’s still vacation.
August prepares pickles for the winter table.
Let's leave disputes, insults and reproaches... we will never repeat our August anyway...
I spent almost the entire month of August in a sweatshirt and jacket. And in September I wear a mini and a top. People, where is the logic? Has summer moved on?
The last month of summer, we walk until dawn!
I want to repeat this summer... more precisely August... where WE were...
August warms your back and cools your chest.
August 2, England, London. I'm walking around the city. I think it’s good that I’m not in Russia now... And what would you think? Trafalgar Square: two crazy drunk burly men rush into the fountain shouting: “For the Airborne Forces!”
This summer I remember only on August 31st. The happiest day.))) He loves me!
My August will be jealous and nervously smoke on the sidelines, looking at how I will spend my December.
The best month of these holidays was August, since I met you...
Cool statuses about August
The most best statuses about August
August is a kind of requiem for summer. By the sun, by carefreeness. And then all these last weekends, those same walks with friends. But in the air you still feel that autumn is coming.
August is the last month of happiness.
The roof has rolled off to the sea... I tell her: “Wait, we’ll go on August 2...” And she shouts to me: “What are you doing? School is over, stay happy.”... Psst, bad.
In August, summer skips towards autumn.
Someone wrote: “Happy August 69th to everyone...” - people, let’s face it, today is October 8th!
No, well, of course, I understand everything... I’m a loser there, that’s all... But why provide heating on August 5th?
Judging by the long winter, summer will begin in August...
August, of course, is still summer. But at the same time, August is September’s neighbor. I hate August.
In August, before lunch it is summer, and after lunch it is autumn.
Now the site is flooded with a lot of school kids writing about August 32 and how they don’t want to go to school tomorrow...
Early on an August morning, a strange call was received at the control panel of the duty officer at the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Republic of Belarus. The strange thing was that before this the TV remote control did not ring.
In August, sadness for summer begins - we haven’t spent it yet, but parting is already inevitable.
August... the last month of summer... how I want to extend it... even for a minute...
August is hot and the days are long - but still autumn is ahead.
In August, it doesn’t matter what day of the week it is.
The morning is kind and gentle only in August - because it’s still the holidays.
Sakhalin folk sign: if the snow does not melt by August, summer will be short!
I want the year to have three months: June will last 121 days, July - 122 and August - 122.)))
Tomorrow is the last August thick glass summer.
August days are like beer: no matter how much you take, it still ends quickly.
Even “Friday the 13th” doesn’t sound the same as “August the 31st.”
End of August. The most common question: “Do you want to go to school?”
On August 8, 2008, Georgian troops entered the territory of Ossetia and mercilessly began to kill all civilians. Not even sparing women and children... Let's put this heart in memory of the dead...
I want it to always be like this: May, June, July, July, July, July, July, August...=)))
Summer is like a weekend. It’s just as beautiful, and it goes away just as quickly. June is Friday, July is Saturday, August is Sunday.
It's still August, it's still full summer. And the feeling is as if it’s long behind us and we’re already in autumn, but all you’re waiting for is yellow leaves, autumn air and fogs...
Cool statuses about August
The best statuses about August
Today you live in the beginning of June, and tomorrow it’s already the end of August. Summer always flies by faster than other seasons.
I want to do it again for the second round. June. July. August.
They only loved summer. They were freezing, but did not give up. It was August 124th...
I’ll leave August a little in love with me... But I remember every day given by fate with a smile and hope. I don’t say goodbye to you forever, and I believe we will see each other as before!
In April we warmed up, and in May we will take a break... Well, in “June-August” we enjoy the summer...:)))
Another summer has sunk into oblivion, and I really want to wrap myself in the warm blanket of August again...
People, it's already August! Wake up! There's only a month left, let's make this summer one to remember forever!
How clear is Augustus, gentle and calm, aware of the fleeting nature of beauty. Having gilded the sheets of wood, he put his feelings into a harmonious order.
Well, yes, of course, it was a wonderful summer... and now it’s August, and, as always, we didn’t understand anything. After all, time flies so quickly.
Announcement at the entrance: “Dear residents! will be disabled from August 21 to September 1 hot water“... This summer can’t even end normally!
Summer is the best favorite time years of most people. Every summer month gives bright memories, bathes in the warm rays of the sun and pampers with a variety of fruits and berries. But a particularly generous month is August. It seems to sum up the passing summer, fraught with joy and sadness at the same time.
August's gifts are always generous
August is the threshold of autumn. This is probably why it is almost always the hottest summer month, as if it wants to compensate for the cloudy days. summer days which were in June and July. Also, the last month of summer is rightly called the watermelon month. Of course, since from the moment of ripening this berry is especially large sizes is on every table.
This is the perfect time to relax. Firstly, the weather itself is favorable, and secondly, for breakfast, lunch and dinner you can only eat fruits, berries and vegetables, there are more than enough of them this month. This is why all resorts are crowded in August, and places are almost worth their weight in gold.
In addition to your packed suitcase, we offer you a selection of statuses, quotes and sayings about August. With them, your mood will be even more cheerful, and the passing summer will be even brighter!
So the summer has passed, August flew by like a comet... Without love everything was fine, but without love there is no summer.
August ends summer. I wish I could extend this month at least for a moment.
The last month of summer is August,
It's time to harvest from the dachas,
And start preparing containers for the mushrooms.
But it’s sad to say goodbye to summer.June is ending and August is just around the corner, a very short month. And summer usually flies by without you having time to look back.
August is the perfect time to relax
The last month of summer is outside the window,
Gives us warmth, chides us with the breeze,
And our whole house is covered in colorful asters,
And the wet rain drizzles more often.Today you live in the beginning of June, and tomorrow it’s already the end of August. Summer always flies by faster than other seasons.
August is a kind of requiem for summer. By the sun, by carefreeness. And then all these last weekends, those same walks with friends. But in the air you still feel that autumn is coming.
August, August – children are happy!
Let's go for a walk in the summer forest.
There's ripe raspberry sweetness
And there are too many mushrooms to count!
How many juicy berries did you eat?
And they took the mushrooms home!..
We didn’t have time to look back,
How the holidays went.August. The last month of happiness.
Beautiful sayings
August is the last heat with a hint of nostalgia...
August smells like peaches, melons and unfulfilled summer dreams...
August is a chaotic movement from desire to desire at incredible speed.
Tomorrow is August - the last thick glass of summer.
August is of course still summer. But at the same time, August is September’s neighbor.
Sunflowers in the field The morning is so good and gentle. Especially if it’s still August on the calendar, which means it’s still holidays.
Let's leave disputes, insults and reproaches, we will never repeat our August anyway...
August. One month to spend like three.
August and Sunday evening have something in common.
In August, it doesn’t matter what day of the week it is.
Evil August, you have a cold again,
At night you give the presence of autumn...
It's so little to know that someone needs you,
It’s so important to feel this all the time!
Cool statuses
I never thought it would be like this in February this August.
Have you noticed something flashing before your eyes?! This summer, this August is running away.
In August, white skin looks offensive, blasphemous and... so pitiful...
The most unpleasant thing in August is that you have to choose from what is available, there is no time to look!
August is like a long Sunday: it seems like it’s still the weekend, but soon it’s back to school!
Watermelon is the best delicacy of August In August you can still have time to set the summer on fire...
Girls in August are like ripe grapes, and some with a twist...
August is when watermelon seeds can be found anywhere in the house.
August and watermelon have a lot in common - they have no future, autumn is already waiting for them...
I spent almost the entire month of August in a sweatshirt and jacket. And in September I wear a mini and a top. People, where is the logic? Has summer moved on?
My August will be jealous and nervously smoke on the sidelines, looking at how I will spend my December.
The best month of these holidays was August, since I met you.
Proverbs about August
In August, before lunch it is summer, and after lunch it is autumn.
August warms your back and cools your chest.
Whoever sleeps in August will go hungry June is young, July is elusive, August is tired...
August prepares pickles for the winter table.
In August, summer skips towards autumn.
Catch the outgoing summer by the tail and spend it to the fullest! Discover new places and new people, and for a good mood, don’t forget phrases and sayings about this truly bright month!
The law of meanness: in August you won’t open a window on a trolleybus, which in December you won’t close it.
Only an unforgettable meeting with you decorated this August.
Our August was wonderful, then why all these squabbles and quarrels? We will never repeat it again.
Although there is still a whole month of summer left, fun, relaxation and swimming in a warm river, you can already feel the imminent approach of autumn. Last weekend, partying with friends, goodbye carefree summer time.
Best status:
If you wake up and it’s still August on the calendar, it means that the morning, afternoon and evening will be good.
Only in August does the feeling of a Sunday evening arise. It seems like a vacation, but tomorrow I have to study.
Summer in August before lunch, and after - autumn.
It feels like the weather has gone crazy! Throughout August we wore jackets and sweaters, and in September we wore T-shirts and sandals. I wonder what will happen in winter?
In August you need to go out and have as much fun as possible, then it’s autumn - you need to go to school and again you will be bored with homework, lessons, school calls from recess and teachers.
Hmmm... The most successful summer in my worthless life... When it was hot I took the exams, when I passed it became cold and wet... I broke up with my boyfriend, failed with admission, broke 4 chargers in 2 months... The whole August is ahead, what else will happen?
End of August. The most common question: “Do you want to go to school?”
August 2, England, London. I'm walking around the city. I think it’s good that I’m not in Russia now... So what would you think? Trafalgar Square: two crazy drunk burly men rush into the fountain shouting “For the Airborne Forces!”
Statuses about August – Judging by the long winter, summer will begin in August...
August.. the last month of summer.. how I want to extend it.. even for a minute..
How many years have I been amazed at how I was born on August 22 at night - that I couldn’t wait until the morning?!)
No, well, of course I understand everything... I’m a loser there, that’s all... But why provide heating on August 5th?
The roof has rolled off to the sea... I tell her to wait, we’ll go on August 2. And she shouts to me: “What are you doing? School is over, stay happy”... Psst bad.
I never thought it would be like this in February this August.
I want to repeat this summer... More precisely August... Where we were...
I want to repeat this summer... more precisely August... where WE were...
Judging by the long winter, summer will begin in August...
I remember how quite recently, everyone here wrote about August 36, the first of September... And now about the end of the quarter and the first snow...
Now the site is flooded with a lot of school kids writing about August 32nd and how they don’t feel like going to school tomorrow..
August is a kind of requiem for summer. By the sun, by carefreeness. And then all these last weekends, those same walks with friends. But in the air you still feel that autumn is coming.
Did you know that on August 31st it is impossible to make an appointment for a manicure at any beauty salon? All the time before September 1... Reserved by schoolgirls!
Morning, so good and affectionate. Especially if it’s still August on the calendar, which means it’s still vacation.
March, April, May, kick-ass, July, August... [The student will understand].
August is like a long Sunday: it seems like it’s still the weekend, but soon it’s back to school!
August prepares pickles for the winter table.
Here I was re-reading my personal diary. “For August, learn half of the tickets!” Mm yes. It’s mid-May, and I only know 3 tickets...
June is ending, August will soon come. And it will end soon. So this summer will pass, as usual, unnoticed.
In August, before lunch it is summer, and after lunch it is autumn.
So summer has passed. August flew by like a comet.. Without love everything was fine.. But without love there is no summer. (
Early on an August morning, a strange call was received at the control panel of the duty officer at the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Republic of Belarus. The strange thing was that before this the TV remote control did not ring.
So the summer has passed, August flew by like a comet.. Without love everything was fine.. but without love there is no summer(
To sleep with his wife, Elnea Berkova's husband signed up for August
I spent almost the entire month of August in a sweatshirt and jacket. And in September I wear a mini and a top. People, where is the logic? Has summer passed?
August warms your back and cools your chest.
So the summer has passed, August flew by like a comet.. Without love everything was fine.. but without love there is no summer.
At first they did not believe in a new ice age. They showed it to us in winter. Then they didn’t believe in global warming. In the summer they showed it to us too. And we did not believe in the harm of passive smoking. In August they showed us this too. What's next?
My August will be jealous and nervously smoke on the sidelines, looking at how I will spend my December
The best month of these holidays was August, since I met you..
August is the month when it is impossible to open a window on a bus, which could not be closed in December.
It’s only August, and I’m already sitting with a heater =))
Let's leave disputes, insults and reproaches... we will never repeat our August anyway...
August.. the last month of summer.. how I want to extend it.. even for a minute..
On August 8, 2008, Georgian troops entered the territory of Ossetia and mercilessly began to kill all civilians. Not even sparing women and children... Let's put this heart in memory of the dead..
August.. the last month of summer.. how I want to extend it.. even for a minute..
August is of course still summer. But at the same time, August is September’s neighbor. I hate August.
I spent almost the entire month of August in a sweatshirt and jacket. And in September I wear a mini and a top. People, where is the logic? Has summer moved on?
Let's leave disputes, insults and reproaches... we will never repeat our August anyway...
In August, summer skips towards autumn.
– It’s a bit cooler today... Maybe it’s August? Girl on the street.)
Early on an August morning, a strange call was received at the control panel of the duty officer at the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Republic of Belarus. The strange thing was that before this the TV remote control did not ring.
August. last month of happiness
If you want more adrenaline, adventure on your butt. Then take part in the gay parade on August 2...
I want to repeat this summer... more precisely August... where WE were...
My August will be jealous and nervously smoke on the sidelines, looking at how I will spend my December
The doctor gives me two weeks to live. It would be nice in August.
I never thought it would be like this in February this August.
August is the month when it is impossible to open a window on a bus, which could not be closed in December.
Even “Friday the 13th” doesn’t sound like “August the 31st”
Whoever sleeps in August will go hungry.
Early on an August morning, a strange call was received at the control panel of the duty officer at the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Republic of Belarus. The strange thing was that before this the TV remote control did not ring.
The best month of these holidays was August, since I met you..))
August is the month when it is impossible to open a window on a bus, which could not be closed in December.
Are you in Love. Delivered until August inclusive. How to ruin your summer? Fall in love in July.
Great ones about poetry:
Poetry is like painting: some works will captivate you more if you look at them closely, and others if you move further away.
Small cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creaking of unoiled wheels.
The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is what has gone wrong.
Marina Tsvetaeva
Of all the arts, poetry is the most susceptible to the temptation to replace its own peculiar beauty with stolen splendors.
Humboldt V.
Poems are successful if they are created with spiritual clarity.
The writing of poetry is closer to worship than is usually believed.
If only you knew from what rubbish poems grow without knowing shame... Like a dandelion on a fence, like burdocks and quinoa.
A. A. Akhmatova
Poetry is not only in verses: it is poured out everywhere, it is all around us. Look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life emanate from everywhere, and where there is beauty and life, there is poetry.
I. S. Turgenev
For many people, writing poetry is a growing pain of the mind.
G. Lichtenberg
A beautiful verse is like a bow drawn through the sonorous fibers of our being. The poet makes our thoughts sing within us, not our own. By telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He's a magician. By understanding him, we become poets like him.
Where graceful poetry flows, there is no room for vanity.
Murasaki Shikibu
I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in the Russian language. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. It is through feeling that art certainly emerges. Who is not tired of love and blood, difficult and wonderful, faithful and hypocritical, and so on.
Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin
-...Are your poems good, tell me yourself?
- Monstrous! – Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
- Do not write anymore! – the newcomer asked pleadingly.
- I promise and swear! - Ivan said solemnly...
Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "Master and Margarita"
We all write poetry; poets differ from others only in that they write in their words.
John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"
Every poem is a veil stretched over the edges of a few words. These words shine like stars, and because of them the poem exists.
Alexander Alexandrovich Blok
Ancient poets, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. This is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, behind every poetic work of those times there is certainly hidden an entire Universe, filled with miracles - often dangerous for those who carelessly awaken the dozing lines.
Max Fry. "Chatty Dead"
I gave one of my clumsy hippopotamuses this heavenly tail:...
Mayakovsky! Your poems do not warm, do not excite, do not infect!
- My poems are not a stove, not a sea, and not a plague!
Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky
Poems are our inner music, clothed in words, permeated with thin strings of meanings and dreams, and therefore, drive away the critics. They are just pathetic sippers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let poetry seem to him like an absurd moo, a chaotic pile-up of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from a boring mind, a glorious song sounding on the snow-white slopes of our amazing soul.
Boris Krieger. "A Thousand Lives"
Poems are the thrill of the heart, the excitement of the soul and tears. And tears are nothing more than pure poetry that has rejected the word.
