Only memory remains
It's been almost seven months since I left home in the city and now I'm in the village. I feel good coming to the village because life here is a little different. You don't have to live within the four walls of the city. Everything is open here and everything is empty .
When I was in town there was a balcony next to a small house and on that balcony I planted trees as a hobby and there were some reasons behind planting those trees because my loneliness was spent watering those small trees and sitting there.I planted the trees on purpose because I wanted to decorate the balcony a bit. Although I had to work hard to get the trees, at one point everything seemed to be working out just as my trees were growing.
Truth be told, success and achievement do not last long because it does not last long.There was another problem when I was successful in this job and I felt very bad when I was leaving the city because I could not bring the trees with me because these were an extra hassle for me so I called the owner of the house and told him that you give the trees to those who will get up in this flat.
I don't know what the owner of the house did next but now I have only the picture and nothing else, however I think the trees have grown so much and if they are taken care of properly then the trees will still survive.
