The giraffe and the rabbit on the coast

My name is Leo. I am a giraffe. I am very tall. I have a long neck. My friend is Tim. Tim is a rabbit. He is small. He has long ears. We are good friends. We like adventures.

Today is a sunny day. The sky is blue. It is warm. We are on our bicycles. We ride along the coast. The road is long and smooth. We ride very fast. The wind is in our faces. We are happy.

On our left, we see the sea. The sea is blue. The water is very clean. It shines in the sun. The waves are small. They go up and down. I see white birds on the water. They are seagulls. They fly over the sea. They are beautiful.

On our right, we see big mountains. The mountains are high. They are green and brown. The tops of the mountains are white. The white tops are snow. The snow never melts. It looks so beautiful. I stop my bicycle. I look at the mountains. Tim stops too. He looks at the mountains.

"Wow!" says Tim. "The mountains are so big!"

"Yes," I say. "They are very beautiful."

We ride more. We see flowers on the side of the road. They are yellow, red and purple. They are very pretty. I see a small house on the hill. The house is white. It has a red roof. Somebody lives there. It is a quiet place. We ride slowly now. We want to see everything.

We stop near a big rock. We sit on the rock. We look at the sea. The sea is very quiet. The sun is warm on our faces. Tim drinks water. I drink water too. We eat some fruit. We have apples and bananas. The food is good.

I look at Tim. He is small. I am tall. We are different. But we are friends. We like to be together. We like to ride bicycles. We like the sea and the mountains.

We ride more. The road goes up and down. It is fun. Tim rides very fast. He is small but fast. I am big but I am fast too. We laugh. We are very happy.

Later, the sun goes down. The sky is orange and pink. It is sunset. The sea is orange and pink too. It is very beautiful. We stop. We look at the sunset. We are quiet. It is a perfect moment.

"Thank you, Leo," says Tim. "This is a wonderful day."

"Thank you, Tim," I say. "You are a good friend. Let's come here again."

We get on our bicycles. We ride home. We are tired but happy. The day was beautiful. The sea, the mountains, the sunset and my friend Tim. It is a perfect day.