My beautiful home English Story
My beautiful house, Bitty, the bedbug, was rolling on the lotus leaf for a long time. The rain was pouring down from above. The sound of 'Tip...Tip..' was English Story heard all over the pond, how cool the air had become. Bitty felt like singing happily. She opened her mouth to do so. Just then, a melodious voice was heard from the tree on the other side. Bitty looked there. A small muniya was weaving her nest. While weaving delicate, delicate sticks, she was humming a song in the middle. But now, Bitty could not stay.
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In one jump, she reached the other Hindi Story bank. She said, 'Look at my house, how big it is? How colorful the lotuses are blooming inside. 'She looked at the pond with admiration. 'She! What a beautiful house this is? It is filled with mud and mud!' The muniya said, wrinkling her nose. Bitty then set off in a hurry. Today, there was soft mud everywhere. It felt like sliding around in it. Bitty saw a big stone. As soon as he jumped on it, a voice came from inside, 'Who is it?' Turtle Dada stuck his head out and started looking around. 'Agbai! Turtle Dada, do you think you live in it?' Bitty asked. 'So what! This is my house!' he said as he entered again. Isn't it fun? Bitty started walking forward, thinking to herself.
On the way, a big beehive was Marathi Story hanging on a tree. Bees were flying around it. Some were leaving, some were coming. 'Ladies! How do so many of you live in this small house?' Bitty asked. 'Is it small? There are only hexagonal rooms inside! Everyone can live very comfortably!'. A fly answered, buzzing around Bitty. Bitty stood there, watching the fun here and there. How many funny houses there are, she was saying to herself. On the road was a big tree full of fruits. On it were hanging houses made of sugarcane.
The wind was moving it from here to there! Sugarcane was flying up and down. She was weaving with her beak like a willow. Oh my! How does the house not fall even in such a storm? While Bitty was looking up, a voice came from nearby. 'My house is so nice! I live in a house of food.' Bitty looked from one end to the other, looking around. A big guava had fallen nearby. A worm stuck its head out of it and was talking to Bitty. 'Yes! This is true!' Bitty shook her head. Just then, there was another loud noise from the sky and it started to rain. A big umbrella had grown in front of her. Bitti ran and stood under it. Now, however, she felt like singing again, and in that joy, she began to sing. 'The cool wind and the streams of rain, the song of the soaked trees and the water, the pattern of drops in the sparkling water, the soaked birds swinging on the branches, the fragrance in the wet soil, in all its beauty, my beautiful home!!'
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