How are you? Hope all of you are good. Today I will share the story of my imagination and you will share the story with you. We are very imaginative people.

Imagination wanders us all the time. We love to imagine. My favorite huitty to draw pictures. I bossily to draw pictures if I had bad. And tell the story of such a picture. Seeing in the film, a little child is sitting in a tree in a tree's slopes, seeing the full moon moon to feed her pet cat. The issue that has been revealed through this image

The beauty of the night.
the fantasy mind
child's fascinating mind
the imaginative mind
Purnima's light
The night of dew-drenched grass

we occasionally imagine and imagine that we openly open the eyes. What one is the beauty of the beauty.

We heard the story of the moon old woman in childhood. The grand mother used to sit together with one of the Moon . The grand mother would say that there is a huge tree in the moon. We sow a old woman under the tree.Below the tree, a old woman senior yarn.

We also believe that we can see the trees in the moon. But to be bigger, a satellite that the moon gets the idea about the light of the sun goes away from the sun.

When we used to cry in smaller. If we did not sleep, our mothers would sleep from the moon. Saying - with the moon mama tip, which is the moon tip on the moon's forehead, which does not sleep in the eyes of the moon.

I still see this rhyme in Para village. Yet I imagine the moon at the night of Jyosnah try to discover that old man. Almost all of us are fascinated by the moon's softness. The light of the moon brings my feelings. Boyfriends-lovers bring fullness in love. They promise to put hands in the light of the moonlight, saying about love. Everyone is like the moon, compared to women. Your wife's face is like the moon. Finally, we will think that we have to spread lots like moon. Our mind should be holy like moon light.

Like that instrument to draw this picture

Art paper
pencil
white color
red color
black and orange colors and
my imagination

# beauty of moon ni

We heard the story of the moon old woman in childhood. The grand mother used to sit together with one of the Moon . The grand mother would say that there is a huge tree in the moon. We sow a old woman under the tree.Below the tree, a old woman senior yarn.

When we used to cry in smaller. If we did not sleep, our mothers would sleep from the moon. Saying - with the moon mama tip, which is the moon tip on the moon's forehead, which does not sleep in the eyes of the moon.

Like that instrument to draw this picture

Thanks everyone