Write Composition My Childhood Memories

Men like to return to the past from now on. It may be good now, but the past is golden. There is nothing that makes him as happy as his childhood memories. My childhood memories bothered me like passion. Whenever I am bored with the present, I am trying to be released in the past few days of my childhood.

A man can not remember what happened when he was a child. However, some events are stored in the mind of subconscious mind. They sometimes peek at their hearts. Very simple and trivial is the center of charm of children. As a man grows up, he may laugh at them.

My playground is a strong Teesta (ত স্ত স্তা) riverbank. This river is very attractive to me through the four seasons. Whenever I am away from home I can find it at the bank.

In the summer, I want to steal fruits such as mango, lychee, blackberry and so on with my friends. Sometimes we forget to eat lunch

The village's maktab (ম À ্তা) is a very interesting place. Ancient Maulovi Shaheb (মৌ ভ ভ স স স্ স্ স্ স্ স্ স্ স্) taught me there. It was placed in a small house near the village mosque. There were a lot of boys and girls. Let's learn from a voice that can not be heard

The next experience worth mentioning is my first day at school. When I entered the premises with my father, the children enjoyed it here and there. My idea is suffering from the fear that I may not be free, and may not be relaxed among them. When I was taken to the principal, my mood soon began to win, but his smile and kind words made me relax. I entered the KG class. The warmth that my classmates gave me took away all my fears.

Another interesting memory is country hat. This hat is often weak, sitting twice near the river. I often go there with other children.

There is a bush near our house. Hundreds of birds make their nests in the jungle. Sometimes I will go there with other boys. Several adventurous boys caught the birds from the holes of the tree

During my mother's noon vacation, we went to the railroad. There, I gathered pebbles with other children. We see how the train passes through countless unknown facts.

When I was writing this article, at 10 thousand meters above the ground, I stared at the cloud tapestry under the plane and climbed my childhood memories. When I was young, I once asked about my father's composition of the cloud, and in order to compress his interpretation to adapt to the 6 year old world, he said that they are very soft marshmallows I guaranteed to me that it was made with. The aircraft cleverly escaped it and crossed the sky along a meandering path. My beginner's mind is full of excitement and fear! Until today, as a boy who grew a grown-up beard, I have been thinking how rational this explanation is! The same father who told me not to tell me told me to tell me the truth twice! I love him, I know that his explanation does not mean harm, and deeply, as the Yann Martel makes us look beautiful, the story of the invention is more exciting than the monotonous truth Sometimes there are things.

I will compare memories of my childhood and my friend's childhood. My childhood is full of memories. When I was a child, my parents used it one by one when I fell down and injured. I will forget this. "I have two young, funny, happy married parents, lovely sisters, and a large family living nearby.

The strong impression and memories of childhood often influence my life. Fortunately, my childhood has a strong memory and has a positive impact on my life. I remember having a picnic with my family every Saturday. My parents like to go to a small town outside the city to go naturally. When I was five years old when I was very young, we went to the park and mountains near my house. My mother got up in the morning to get my brother, and I get up and get ready. We are all wearing the same color shirt and jeans, but I think it's embarrassing. I learned how to ride a bicycle from my father. He also taught me to fish, hike and ride a horse. Through various experiences in nature, I can feel the comfort and appreciation of nature.