About the novel “First Square” When Hilal bin Rashid Al Marazi entered their old house, he did not pass alone Through the rickety door shutters, but his dreams were accompanying him for Owning his own project in manufacturing and developing wooden boats Traditional. His trip to that deserted place was not a coincidence Tours or meditations on memory heal the pain of his longing for life events In the past, they have become pages in the book of self-history. But he went It was included in her lesson plan, and was prepared for her a long time ago. But pictures of the past I raided him alone among the ruins, from the first moment he stumbled upon it. He collided with a tree of the Qart or “Ghawif” type, flowing in a courtyard The house, with its trunk growing suddenly, grows from the sheep pen in days The good old ones. Then he surrendered himself to the tickling of the warm breeze, in something like a dream or... Nightmare, whenever his eyes see a corner, or his hands touch A rock here and there. In the warehouse, Hamama bint Nasser handed him over. 2 His grandmother gave her will the day after the day of his circumcision, and there was crowding in the courtyard The invitees to his sister Athba's wedding, behind the western door For the accessory on the sword, the sulphurous smell of the sea mingled with the stirrups The celebrants who sang their songs at her wedding. And in the cement room Unfortunately, the little girl died. Her death caused her to drift into the course of a river Their lives forever. Thus, his wish was about to be extinguished, too Precious, when the sun's rays caused a cherry-red flash, He looked for a metal plate, fixed on the wall of their neighbors' house, to discover that... The intended headquarters, a boat-making workshop, has already been reserved The government, to become a tourist attraction. His dreams would have been shattered, had it not been for her The memory of Masoud Al-Qallaf mixed with his wild dream made him shout “Others are bliss!”