A small story of the village

I have a village like everyone. I am the people of the village. I have grew up in the light of the village. Swimming swimming in the pond. I have bathed in the river with the aged boys. My village name is Majlishpur. I gave her name Urboshi. Its form touches touches. In his new youthful body, all the time in the red shell green is a sareer. I can not finish writing that more orgest decorates that his body is decorated. Due to this, mango, jam, coconut, betel nut, tal, Jamrul, Swapida etc. There is a party pitar garden in front of our house, there is a dahuk bird house, chairkur in the rainy season when there is Tatumbur in the water. Then they got up from inside. The garden of Tale of Tale in the side of the land, but the white white flowers. The butterflies of different colors of color of different colors and colors in color. One day I heard the call of Dahuk Book, I went inside the garden to catch it. But inside the forest, nothing is seen. So I did not find any bird's home there. I ran away with the roar of the vapor. I remembered and fell down. I ate the cup from that day, he did not go to the garden. When the white flower flowered in the garden of Talmir and Poison, then it seemed that someone had spread. The front of the house was mixed with the mosque until the Ghat. A large well-given garden on the side of the road. The trees stand with their Nanto body. Occasionally the body of the air and her body. The head was covered in a small green page. Just like the daughters of the gardens, the hair of the girl's hair. One night he was caught during the garden of the garden from the garden Delwar. She was the thief of the house. So it was released without being beaten without being beaten. Delwar was killed due to the hunting of dense census in Dhaka city. We had a coconut tree in front of the house. There was a lot of coconut in it. There were three coconut trees, the highest fruits were in front of the house. I heard that the seeds of the tree brought my zodiac from Rangoon.Let's give a information here, I could not get any trees yet. It was shame with himself. Because, in the time of girls, girls could rise. A cousin of the house was caught during the mango tree of the house next to them. We called him Ambia's apa. Upper marriage was okay. Everyone was afraid that his marriage breaks down. Let's get in the midst of marriage. It seems that the boy could not know. No one is married to such a girl. It seems that there may be more reasons, our house was very famous at that time. Mother is a papaya tree in front of our lap. Once he broke the tree at the night of the storm. The next morning, I raised the tree and kept a stick on the head. After a while the tree became better. The green sheeps covered his c- Two months later, it was seen from the bottom of the tree to papaya and papaya. Now we do not have a sluggish house. How long the moon light came to the light of the full moon night, there was no account that the moon's light came in my face. But my mother is still alive. Mama now plant papaya trees next to our building house. I saw the house last time. How many times have you said mother. Mother listening to me I have come all over life now and it is good to stay in the house. The papaya tree beside the room, by more comfortable, the yield is not seen as before. There was a cool (groom) tree behind our previous house. His fruit was a great talk. He used to see a yellow bird in the tree about time to call. I sold two money plumbers and used to eat tea and bread from the shop. In this way, our village's green forest, river, field, fence, feather, kuno frog, and the shining poke, the light of the shining, the light of the fragrance, the light of the fragrance is still in myvillage.My village is gold. There is no interest saith in this village. Governing the village