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Rhetorical analysis writing
Pleasant point of view
Immediately I arrived at the appointment spot I stood gazing at the view she would approach. Everything was live and encouraging including the caressing breeze from the palm trees near the small artificial beach. Behind the narrow tunnel, two pretty twin girls played their trumpets in such lulling rhythms that stole away the boredom of the park. They seemed to draw the attention of the music lovers as they easily shifted from tune to tune. The parrot picked the words and helped to amplify the popular classical compositions that everybody associated with in Indiana. Even the gardener in the flower bed extension realized the vivacity in the park, unlike her early morning hour. The rose, lily, and hibiscus flowers intermarried like formally wed couples that cited the parents for the good parenthood they had attained. She adjusted her helmet and radiantly gazed at the tunnel point a time when an oak tree danced shaking off its bright red, blue and orange canopy of leaves. The leaves fell from above like the rare rain in the semi-desert covering everything that the tree’s shade touched. It sent a spring of motion among the other hidden creatures including the white and black -spotted wild cats who whimpered and rolled over the blanket that had formed in their place. The horse neighed in a rather merry mood as the queue of children anxiously anticipated to take a ride that quantified the time spent in the garden. From a distance, her glossy hair marched with the green vegetation of the vicinity which everybody felt attracted to and twisted their necks to steal a glance at her.
Unpleasant point of view
Two days after the burial of my colleague made everything clumsy in my office. It would be exciting to visit the park whose vicinity was appetizing, intriguing and gorgeous to the eye,