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Read the following passage and answer the questions B. IT IS RAINING. The asphalt road looks cold and wet.. It glitters with reflections of green, yellow, and red lights. We are taking shelter under the balcony. The green mailbox stands alone across the street. Inside the big pocket of my white windbreaker is a letter for my mother in the South. Yingzi says she can mail the letter for me with the umbrella. I nod quietly and hand her the letter. "Who told us [গণিত] bring only one small umbrella?" She smiles, opens up the umbrella, and is ready [গণিত] walk across the road [গণিত] mail the letter for me. A few tiny raindrops from an umbrella rib fall onto my glasses. With the piercing sound of a vehicle screeching [গণিত] a halt, Yingzi's life flies in the air gently, and then slowly falls back on the cold and wet road, like a butterfly at night. Although it is spring, it feels like deep autumn. All she did was cross the road [গণিত] mail a letter for me. A very simple act, yet I will never forget it as long as I live. I open my eyes and remain standing under the balcony, blankly, my eyes filled with hot tears. All the cars in the entire world have stopped. People rush [গণিত] the middle of the road. Nobody knows the one that lies on the road there is mine, my butterfly. At this moment she is only five meters away from me, yet it is so far away. Bigger raindrops fall onto my glasses, splashing into my life. Why? Why did we bring only one umbrella? Then I see Yingzi again, in her white windbreaker, the umbrella above her head, crossing the road quietly. She is mailing the letter for me. The letter I wrote [গণিত] my mother in the South. I stand blankly under the balcony and see, once again, Yingzi walking toward the middle of the road. The rain wasn't that big, yet it was the biggest rain in my entire life. Below is the content of the letter. Did Yingzi know? "Ma, I am going [গণিত] marry Yingzi next month." B. Answer the following questions. (a) What is the setting of the scene described in the passage? (b) How does the protagonist feel when Yingzi hit by the vehicle? (c) How does the imagery of the rain contribute [গণিত] the mood and tone of the story? (d) Where does the narrator remain standing after Yingzi's accident? (e) Why do you think the narrator refers [গণিত] the rain as 'the biggest rain in my entire life [গণিত] ?

উত্তর: (a) The setting is a rainy day with the asphalt road that is wet from the rain and reflecting the lights of passing vehicles. There is a balcony under which the narrator and Yingzi are taking shelter. Across the street, there is a green mailbox. The atmosphere is cold and gloomy. This reflects the sudden tragic event that occurs. (b) When Yingzi was hit by the vehicle, the protagonist feels devastated as she was like a butterfly to him. The accidental death of Yingzi has a profound impact. It makes the narrator/protagonist feel as if he were in deep autumn, despite being in the spring season. (c) The imagery of the rain largely contributes to the melancholy and somber mood of the story. Rain is often associated with sadness and grief as emotional heaviness, and in this story, It reflects the narrator's inner turmoil and sorrow. (d) After Yingzi's accident, the narrator remains standing under the balcony and his eyes were filled with hot tears. (e) The narrator refers to the rain as the biggest rain in his entire life because it symbolizes the deepest sorrow and emotional pain he has ever experienced.

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Read the following passage and answer the questions B. IT IS RAINING. The asphalt road looks cold and wet.. It glitters with reflections of green, yellow, and red lights. We are taking shelter under the balcony. The green mailbox stands alone across the street. Inside the big pocket of my white windbreaker is a letter for my mother in the South. Yingzi says she can mail the letter for me with the umbrella. I nod quietly and hand her the letter. "Who told us bringonlyonesmall\to bring only one small umbrella?" She smiles, opens up the umbrella, and is ready walkacrosstheroadmailtheletterfor\to walk across the road \to mail the letter for me. A few tiny raindrops from an umbrella rib fall onto my glasses. With the piercing sound of a vehicle screeching a\to a halt, Yingzi's life flies in the air gently, and then slowly falls back on the cold and wet road, like a butterfly at night. Although it is spring, it feels like deep autumn. All she did was cross the road mailaletterfor\to mail a letter for me. A very simple act, yet I will never forget it as long as I live. I open my eyes and remain standing under the balcony, blankly, my eyes filled with hot tears. All the cars in the entire world have stopped. People rush themiddleofthe\to the middle of the road. Nobody knows the one that lies on the road there is mine, my butterfly. At this moment she is only five meters away from me, yet it is so far away. Bigger raindrops fall onto my glasses, splashing into my life. Why? Why did we bring only one umbrella? Then I see Yingzi again, in her white windbreaker, the umbrella above her head, crossing the road quietly. She is mailing the letter for me. The letter I wrote mymotherinthe\to my mother in the South. I stand blankly under the balcony and see, once again, Yingzi walking toward the middle of the road. The rain wasn't that big, yet it was the biggest rain in my entire life. Below is the content of the letter. Did Yingzi know? "Ma, I am going marryYingzinext\to marry Yingzi next month." B. Answer the following questions. (a) What is the setting of the scene described in the passage? (b) How does the protagonist feel when Yingzi hit by the vehicle? (c) How does the imagery of the rain contribute themoodandtoneofthe\to the mood and tone of the story? (d) Where does the narrator remain standing after Yingzi's accident? (e) Why do you think the narrator refers therainas\to the rain as 'the biggest rain in my entire lifelife^{\prime}?

উত্তর

(a) The setting is a rainy day with the asphalt road that is wet from the rain and reflecting the lights of passing vehicles. There is a balcony under which the narrator and Yingzi are taking shelter. Across the street, there is a green mailbox. The atmosphere is cold and gloomy. This reflects the sudden tragic event that occurs. (b) When Yingzi was hit by the vehicle, the protagonist feels devastated as she was like a butterfly to him. The accidental death of Yingzi has a profound impact. It makes the narrator/protagonist feel as if he were in deep autumn, despite being in the spring season. (c) The imagery of the rain largely contributes to the melancholy and somber mood of the story. Rain is often associated with sadness and grief as emotional heaviness, and in this story, It reflects the narrator's inner turmoil and sorrow. (d) After Yingzi's accident, the narrator remains standing under the balcony and his eyes were filled with hot tears. (e) The narrator refers to the rain as the biggest rain in his entire life because it symbolizes the deepest sorrow and emotional pain he has ever experienced.
HSCEnglish 1st Paperকুমিল্লা ভিক্টোরিয়া সরকারি কলেজ 2026
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1.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit- 8 ; Lesson- 4(H)] How do I Love Thee - Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee

thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as then strive for
\right; I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise., I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

সরকারি হাজী মুহাম্মদ মহসিন কলেজ, চট্টগ্রাম · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit- 8 ; Lesson- 4(H)] How do I Love Thee - Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee
thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as then strive for
\right; I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise., I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

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2.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words). [Unit-11; Lesson-1(F)] I sit on one of the dives On fifty-Second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire. Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth, Obsessing of private lives: The unmentionable odour of death Offends the September night.

কুমিল্লা ভিক্টোরিয়া সরকারি কলেজ · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words). [Unit-11; Lesson-1(F)] I sit on one of the dives On fifty-Second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire. Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth, Obsessing of private lives: The unmentionable odour of death Offends the September night.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

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3.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)] How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee

thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for
\right. I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

কারমাইকেল কলেজ, রংপুর · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)] How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee
thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for
\right. I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

4.Write down the theme of the following poem within 50 words. Because I have seen Bengal's face, I will seek no more, The world has not anything more beautiful to show me. Waking up in darkness, gazing at the fig-tree, I behold Dawn's swallows roosting under huge umbrella-like leaves. I look around me and discover a leafy dome, Jaam, Kanthal, Bat, Hijol and Aswatha trees all in a hush, Shadowing clumps of cactus and zedoary bushes. When long, long ago, Chand came in his honeycombed boat To a blue Hijal, Bat, Tamal shade near the Champa, he too sighted Bengal's incomparable beauty. One day, alas, in the Ganguri, On a raft, as the waning moon sank on the river's sandbanks, Behula too saw countless aswaths bats besides golden ricefields And heard the thrush's soft song, One day, arriving, in Amara, Where gods held court, when she danced like a desolate wagtail, Bengal's rivers, fields, flowers, wailed like strings of bells on her feet.

রাজশাহী কলেজ · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem within 50 words. Because I have seen Bengal's face, I will seek no more, The world has not anything more beautiful to show me. Waking up in darkness, gazing at the fig-tree, I behold Dawn's swallows roosting under huge umbrella-like leaves. I look around me and discover a leafy dome, Jaam, Kanthal, Bat, Hijol and Aswatha trees all in a hush, Shadowing clumps of cactus and zedoary bushes. When long, long ago, Chand came in his honeycombed boat To a blue Hijal, Bat, Tamal shade near the Champa, he too sighted Bengal's incomparable beauty. One day, alas, in the Ganguri, On a raft, as the waning moon sank on the river's sandbanks, Behula too saw countless aswaths bats besides golden ricefields And heard the thrush's soft song, One day, arriving, in Amara, Where gods held court, when she danced like a desolate wagtail, Bengal's rivers, fields, flowers, wailed like strings of bells on her feet.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

5.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Around 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)] How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee

thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for
\right. I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

আনন্দ মোহন কলেজ, ময়মনসিংহ · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Around 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)] How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee
thedepthandbreadthandheightMysoulcan\to the depth and breadth and height My soul can
reach, when feeling out of sight For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace. I love thee thelevelofevery\to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for
\right. I love thee
purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put
useInmyold\to use In my old
griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed
loseWithmylost\to lose With my lost
saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

6.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) I love to rise in a summer morn, When the birds sing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And the skylark sings with me: O what sweet company! But to go to school in a summer morn, O it drives all joy away! Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.

মাইলস্টোন কলেজ, ঢাকা · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) I love to rise in a summer morn, When the birds sing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And the skylark sings with me: O what sweet company! But to go to school in a summer morn, O it drives all joy away! Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

7.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-11; Lesson-4(F)] How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many ×mustthecannonballsflyBefore\times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned?. The answer, my friend, is

blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed the\to the sea? Yes, and how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed be\to be free? Yes, and how many ×canamanturnhisheadAndpretendthathejust\times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is
blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many ×mustamanlookupBeforehecanseethe\times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? And how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is
blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind

আদমজী ক্যান্টনমেন্ট কলেজ, ঢাকা · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-11; Lesson-4(F)] How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many ×mustthecannonballsflyBefore\times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned?. The answer, my friend, is
blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed the\to the sea? Yes, and how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed be\to be free? Yes, and how many ×canamanturnhisheadAndpretendthathejust\times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is
blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many ×mustamanlookupBeforehecanseethe\times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? And how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is
blowininthewindTheanswerisblowininthewindblowin^{\prime} in the wind The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

8.Write down the theme of the following poem. [Reading for Pleasure: Poem-Hope] "Hope" is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I've heard it in the chilliest land - And on the strangest Sea- Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

ঢাকা কলেজ · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. [Reading for Pleasure: Poem-Hope] "Hope" is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I've heard it in the chilliest land - And on the strangest Sea- Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

9.Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-2 (B)] Those Winter Sundays by- Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?

ফৌজদারহাট ক্যাডেট কলেজ, চট্টগ্রাম · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words) [Unit-8; Lesson-2 (B)] Those Winter Sundays by- Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

10.Write down the theme of the following poem. [Reading for Pleasure: Poem-Hope] "Hope" is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I've heard it in the chilliest land - And on the strangest Sea- Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

রংপুর ক্যাডেট কলেজ · 2026

Write down the theme of the following poem. [Reading for Pleasure: Poem-Hope] "Hope" is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I've heard it in the chilliest land - And on the strangest Sea- Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

ফ্রি শুরু করো

11.Critically appreciate the following poem identifying theme and subject matter. Also include general interpretation. [Unit-8; Lesson-2(B)] Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?

রাজশাহী ক্যাডেট কলেজ · 2026

Critically appreciate the following poem identifying theme and subject matter. Also include general interpretation. [Unit-8; Lesson-2(B)] Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?

উত্তর ও ব্যাখ্যা দেখতে ফ্রি রেজিস্ট্রেশন করো

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12.Dreams By Langston Hughes Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

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Dreams By Langston Hughes Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

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