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Today my some feelings share with u.
Excessive daylight exposure for several days and unbearable life in the Covid-19.In the evening walk a little under the open sky.I stand next to the palm tree and look at the sky. The golden moon is looks like he's playing hide and seek with me. It looks like a sack that encloses with a drawstring.So I was impressed and took some pictures with my plain camera at a few angles.Going to take pictures,It's hard to find people who don't like moonlit nights.
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I remembered some memories of the past. At that time there was no electricity in the village. There were hurricanes and coupes. Kerosene oil the whole village was illuminated with. One evening, there was no kerosene in the house. According to some, the mother is cooking in the kitchen. Then I was in class three or four. I am the son of a school master. It's honorable for me to miss school or not go to school.I would sit at the table washing hands and face in the evening after playing sports all day, but I didn't read anything about the light of the hurricane.
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I told my mother to give oil in the hurricane. Mother says there is no oil, she will bring oil in the market tomorrow. Meanwhile, she is getting a lot of sleep, her body is tired from playing in the dust all day.None of the reading, school reading was complete. Suddenly Hisu pressed the tension. I ran and left the balcony. I saw the light outside like day.
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It doesn't look so good from a distance, but with a book close to the eyes, it could be understood some how. I have just finished reading Bengali with difficulty.But it can't provide as much support as Hurricane Light. Then I looked at the sky and thought that if I climbed the ladder of the house with a ladder,I would see more light. Then there was our thatched house. And the earthen building.
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Although they are not there it goes without saying.Again,I thought why moon goes wherever I go. It feels good.One night I was walking along the road and planted trees around the village road. I thought the moon traveled with me every night. Lost in the clouds of the sky occasionally reappears. I loved playing with the moon as a child, so I don't walk through the bamboo, I walk on the land, Chad doesn't like bamboo.
I understand the thoughts of childhood.And that's what I did here. This is the absolute cheapest of my mind.
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