As we walked through the meadow we found many interesting things. We can call the peach tree one of them. It will remain in my memory for a long time. Maybe until I die.

He sat under a peach tree. He put the bag aside and brought his legs together and called me there too. When I sat on the roots of the peach tree, he took that book in his hand. Paradise.

"When I was in school, I loved writing books. I published them in different places. They didn't reach many people. My grades in the high school exam were not good enough. There are many other reasons that led me to paradise."

"Keep going."

He said without taking his eyes off the book Paradise. I didn't stop talking either. There were many things that hurt me, which led to paradise.