Princess friendship
In one country there was a little princess. But the princess is very sad ..... she has no friends! The princess spends the whole day inside the perimeter of the huge palace. How many slaves ... How many pike-pedestrians! ... But the princess has no partner, no friend ...... There is no one to spend time talking about the joys and sorrows of the mind! That's why the princess's mind is very heavy! Inside the palace was a beautiful garden. How many unnamed trees in that garden ... how many flowers! But the princess doesn't like the flower garden either .... she doesn't have any friends! One day I saw the princess .... In one corner of that garden there is a nice little grass flower. The little grass flower remembered the princess! The princess told Ghasful that you will be my friend? No, how is that? You princess ... I'm a little weed! What happened? I like you very much. That is not the princess. I carelessly planted a grass flower in the corner of the garden! How will my place be in the palace ?! Besides, I'm going to fall tonight. I can't be your friend even if you want to! The princess's mood worsened. The next day the princess saw a small butterfly in the garden. Little colorful butterfly ..... flying from flower to flower. Wow ... so beautiful butterfly! What a wonderful way to screw people over. The princess remembered ..... The princess asked the butterfly to be her friend Little butterfly, will you be my friend? No brother, the princess does not work to be friends! Why? .... Princess was surprised. My friendship with the sky ... I float in the air in my mind! Why will my mind stay in the palace? I'll give you whatever you want. Please be my friend. Can you give me an open sky! ... stupid green nature! ..... free air! .... drunken fragrance of flowers! ...... no brother, you better look at someone else! The princess is in so much trouble ... she's upset! No one wants to be his friend! Disappointed, he sat by the window of the palace. Open window ...... He stared out of the palace. What a beautiful open desert outside ..... a flowing river ... and a huge tree with red flowers blooming by the river ... bunches of red flowers! ..... Yes! If those red flowers were my friends! At that time a sparrow was flying by the window of the princess ..... sparrow .. and sparrow, I want to be friends with the red flowers blooming in that big tree! Can you tell me ... how to be friends with those flowers? In that big tree .... the red flowers ... they are the palash flowers! ... the bunch of red palash flowers! Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either. That's it! You will be friends too! I am also a friend of Palash flowers! Many are friends of Palash flowers! But you know ..... anyone can be a friend of Palash flowers. Is that so? Those who do not love people .... do not love the country ..... do not respect the freedom of the country .... but they can not be friends with Palash flowers? Oh mother! ... You don't understand, do you? ..... Palash flower is not like any other flower! ..... The color of Palash is red in the blood of those great martyrs who gave their lives for language! To honor the sacrifices of the martyrs, the color of Palash is red! The color of Palash is red by holding the consciousness of the martyrs in the chest! So ... this flower blooms as soon as February arrives! The princess was surprised to hear the words of the sparrow. I like the words of the sparrow. He must be a friend of Palash flowers ... He will love people ... He will learn to love the country! .... The bunch of red palash is moving .... Bless the new generation!
Very amazing article. Thank you.