Bangladesh Six seasons

The conspiracy season of Bangladesh

Introduction: Bangladesh is a land of seasonal diversity. Here is one form of one season. It is the turn of the season to change the outfit here. Nature draws Alpina in new color lines on the chest of the earth, on the sky, in man's mind. So with the change of seasons, the color of life also changes here. That is why I understand the voice of the poet Rabindranath Tagore...
How strange you are in the world
You are a strange woman
Introduction to the seasons: In most countries of the world, the number of seasons is four, but Bangladesh is a country of six seasons. Every two months, a new season appears here. The seasons are- summer, monsoon, autumn, fall, winter, and spring. They rotate in a circle. And with the advent of each season, the form and beauty of the nature of Bappadesh became varied.

Summer:

Summer comes at the beginning of the season cycle. Boishakh-Jaistha is two months of summer. The arrival of the summer king in the field with the torch of fire. Then the sky and air became gray with dust. The greenish-smooth form of nature is lost. Canals, bells, rivers, and canals dry up. All the animals are thirsty for a little cool water and shade in the unbearable heat. In the meanwhile, the violent violence of Kalbashekhi started suddenly. Everything is ruined in Venture. However, summer is not just a festival; they donate nectar fruits like mango, blackberry, jambul, litchi, watermelon, and coconut.

Monsoon:

Monsoon comes after summer. Asadha-Shravan is a two-month rainy season. The advent of rain in the guise of Digvijayi Jalandhar. With the roar of the clouds, nature became restless. It started raining in torrents. Fields and ghats are filled with water. Menachem is alive. Peace returns to public life. Farmers. Plants of paddy and jute seeds in the land. Kadam, Keya, Jui are blooming in the trees. Fruits like pineapple, guava, etc., are available in the monsoon.

Autumn:

Autumn spreads the fragrance of hyacinth flowers in the air. Bhadra-Ashwin two months autumn. At this time, white clouds float in the blue sky like cotton. A pair of white cashew flowers are sitting on the bank of the river. In the afternoon, rows of white bucks fly away with garlands. Paddy fields swayed by the green waves. Shining in the night sky. Innumerable stars match. Shuffler smiles, and the water of the bill sparkles.
That is why the poet sang it
Today is your sweet idol
Hering Sharad in the morning.
O mother of Bengal, green limbs

(Autumn is called the queen of seasons because of this ugly form of autumn.)

Late Autumn:

Hemant arrives at home with the joy of the Nabanna festival. Kartik-agrahayan two months. Autumn. The nature of autumn is yellow. The chest of the field is swollen with mustard. Paddy is ripe in the field. Farmers are busy harvesting. The farmer's throat was filled with small paddy, a smile of joy appeared on his face. The festival of Savanna begins. Autumn comes silently; Again lost behind the winter fog.

Winter:

Winter comes with the north wind blowing on the sheet of fog. Poush-Magh is two months winter. Winter is the season of emptiness. In Kankan, people and nature became helpless due to winter. However, the variety of vegetables, fruits, and flowers filled the sad nature. The scent of date juice floating in the air. In the festivals of Khir, Payes and Pithapuli, Matayaras are Gramballa.

Spring season:

Finally, spring comes in royal attire. Falgun-Chaitra is two months in spring. Spring brings greenery. The scent of honey bee flowers in the air. The melodious song of Kokil-Papiya in the trees. The cool breeze blows the south wind. The melody of reunion resounded in the soul of man. The self-absorbed poet sings with joy:
Ah, this spring
So many flowers bloom, so many flutes
So many birds sing.
Conclusion: This conspiracy season is going on endlessly in Bangladesh. Different seasons bring different reserves of beauty to nature. His influence fell on the minds of the people of Bengal. Due to the influence of various conspiracies, the minds of the people of Bangladesh are full of generosity and love.