How are you? Tell me a different story today in my Bengali blog. We all go through such a story. Everyone is beautiful in the beauty of the story.
All of the creations have one's own entity, there is its own beauty. Mohiian on his own form of his own form. Is it really satisfied with each of our own? Those whose colors are white are they satisfied? Or those tall, shorter? We are actually many who are hesitant with their own beauty. Actually should it be? We should respect everything in creation. We actually forget that each of us has different reasons for creation. People, trees turn, all of the animals and birds have become their own own self due to their own. Let us listen to the story of a rose that you have been forbidden to do rose flowers repeatedly, but the roses are very beautiful, but the roses have not been able to make flowers, and the rose is cut down. Mother is so beautiful flower B awkward cut this so beautiful swelling. The mother said there's a little reason to stay cut in roses. When the mother heard the mother of Mitu, the reason for hearing the mother said that mother did not tell mother? Then the mother said that there were a lot of rose trees in a little garden. The rose flowers were very beautiful that the gardens came to see these flowers very happy. Due to the cutting of the tree, none of them dare to take rose. But there was no jelly for them to cut a little rose. No, I do not like this cutting. Listening to the side species, did not you really like? He said all my stuff is how beautiful my cut is how much I cut this If I could remove them all loved me! Species said I can help you I have an Eider friend. He will remove all your cuts. When this word heard the rose side, did you talk like a fool! Will you really remove the cut? Yes, you'll be silent. He told the public to tell Edu. Edur came and smoothly cut off all his cuts. And then the real bees of a little bee in the budget of the bees, a baby mausa Mother bee is cut off the tree. But the mother, let me try that little bee flying and saw that there is no cutting. As soon as it shouted, it is a rose tree that does not have to cut it on the roses and all the bees sit on the rose. He did not save his beauty without the rose. All of us should know the end. Perceptions of the truth are satisfied with its beauty.
