One of the best days of my life was the days of elementary school. It was a nice and enjoyable time and time. Simple vocabulary cannot describe it because it made me write today and unleash My imagination to skip what you want to skip but this time without a drop of ink or paper. It was not the same as the time of an article and it was that time in that wonderful school, which has always carried with it memories and memories never forgotten because they are immortal in the heart and fixed in the mind and have made me write today from the grief over the passage of those days irreversibly and To remain just a wonderful memory only.
I write for the first time and the tears are almost running down and many feelings moving inside me and move my thoughts from here and there to come back to those happy days and those smiles and smiling sky that everything was drawing in front of you a path of joy and no place for sadness, it is that The past, which was a whole happy and the school days were wonderful days and days immortal in memory that could not ever lose or forgotten because it is the days of beautiful childhood and those days fascinated my memory and emotional memories.
I was so young, but my imagination was wide, and I enjoyed going back and forth to my nearby school. It was for me the best days I learned when the innocence of childhood meets with school fun. That magical recipe for times cannot be forgotten in a life that will be forgotten. Later, they are wonderful days with beautiful teachers and may sometimes turn into mugs.
Those days in school were not ordinary days, but rather extraordinary days. It was the years of serenity and purity with self and self that all that memory in that school remained firmly rooted in the conscience, not erased by the passage of time, the circulation of days, because it is rather the dream of an enjoyable life and the memory of the unforgettable days in my small school that symbolizes my beautiful country.
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