Paragraph on A winter morning
A winter morning is cold and foggy. Everything seems hazy and indistinct. The grass remains wet with dewdrops. When the sun rises, dew drops sparkle like pearls. Old people and children shiver in cold. Poor people gather straw and make a fire to busk in the heat. Animals, too are helpless. They hide in the corner of the house and try to save themselves from the biting cold outside. People get up late in the morning. Old people and children get up a bit later to evade the cold of the early morning. Working people get out of the doors when the fog disappears and when the sun is hot. People usually eat homemade cakes with ‘date juice’ and sitting outside their homes enjoy the warmth of the early sun. Bangalees settled abroad, make it a point to come and spend the winter in Bangladesh. They find the winter here as pleasant as the winter in any European country is tremendously cold. A winter morning in Bangladesh is thus quite fascinating for them. My personal feeling about a winter morning is that it is a bane for the poor but a boon for the rich.
A Winter Morning Paragraph
Of the six seasons, the winter is undoubtedly the coldest season in Bangladesh. There remains dense fog all around in winter. Sometimes, the fog is so dense that the sun rays cannot get through it. Everything looks hazy. As a result, the communication system is disrupted. And it causes much hardship to people. Sometimes, cold waves blow throughout the country. The sun has risen the old and the children enjoy basking in the sun to get rid of cold. The dewdrops fall on the grass and the leaves sparkle like pearls in the rays of the morning sun. This scene makes the earth look beautiful. Date juice sellers become busy selling date juice from door to door. People from all walks of life, especially villagers enjoy eating native cakes which are called ‘Pithas’ in Bangla. The scene of a winter morning is very transitory. This scene starts disappearing as the day advances.