Memories are the pain reliever of longing:
They are scattered thoughts and expressive texts with the positions of a girl who graduated from the school of the past, carrying in her heart the impressions of her ancestors and their upbringing, and adhering to their principles and their will that religion is morals and values that we will not abandon when standing at the station of the present.
They are yesterday's messages that we deliver to today's mail so that they can be lessons from the past. ..
Novel: Where did you lose your hearts?
They were sitting at the dining table eating lunch.
The brothers were arguing about something, and nothing stopped them except the mother’s crying and the father’s shock. The brother stood up to find out what had happened and was shocked as well. The sisters did not realize what had happened to them...what might put the shock on their faces. They only knew one thing, which was that death was coming.
That day came when the father, who works in the most honorable profession of protecting the homeland, would leave. He was going to the battlefield!
Days passed and nothing had happened yet.. They thought that what was published were just rumours, until one day they felt an earthquake, an earthquake that was neither strong nor weak. From that moment they knew that their country had begun to collapse.. They knew that they had reached the end, or to be more precise, they had not reached the end. It was only the beginning, the beginning of the war and the beginning of the pain.
From that moment, the family began to struggle with death...to struggle with pain...the pain of loss...the loss of the self, the loss of the father, and the greatest loss was the loss of the homeland! The homeland that sheltered and protected them...so how could they lose the place where they made their memories?
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