ذكريات ديسمبر الحزين

3

I was not attracted by royal titles and ranks in the army. They have such a pleasure in letters that make me melt in love and adoration with languages ​​more and more. I don’t know what life would be like without enjoying the language.

Enjoying the language is not only limited to the one who speaks, just try and relax your imagination and feel the letters inside your mouth without pronouncing them.

.

.

.

.

.

.

When thoughts crossed my mind now, which revolve around royal titles and their fluidity on the tongue, I found them to be somewhat beautiful.. The highest rank after the king is the Duke, then the Marquis, then the Deaconte, and finally the Baron.. But the word Marquis caught my attention and attracted me, a word that contains a kind of prestige and power. Alien

.

.

.

When I only imagine that I am part of a royal court, a shiver of happiness descends upon my soul, for in my opinion every girl is a princess, queen, empress, duchess, because the beauty of her character is what distinguishes a girl most in her life and makes her the property of looks.”

.

.

Sometimes she happens to be a girl with a cold personality, devoid of any flavor and color, and this is not evidence that she is without feelings, on the contrary, there is something that brought her to this winter coldness towards everyone, as we do not know what happened with people until we blame their bad feelings.

.

.

.

.

And as it is said, sadness is with the heart, not with tears and wailing, but we take it as a saying only, and we continue to deal on the basis of barbaric formalities only!

This is what causes the depression of the society around us, as everyone increases the wounds of everyone -"

I imagine the dreary December days among the royal court...and all the nobles.

Grief was not created for the poor only, nor for the common people who suffer, whether they are poor or rich.. Even kings go through days that are colder than the two poles, including Queen Diana. She was beautiful, wealthy, and queen, but she carried a greater sadness than all of them.. and unfortunately Her bad luck married a man with ugly looks and appearance and a traitor who does not love her.. Really he is an ungrateful man and she is a poor woman who surrendered herself to despair as a victim and raised the flag of surrender to him. . . .

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

... When I compare my view of my mother in the past and now I see that she is very different, and each time the depth of the look increases from the other. In the past, I used to see her as silly, innocent, naive and very emotional only, but I realized that my mother is a strong and solid woman and no She grumbles, even if it is beyond her power. The only thing that makes her upset is her fear for us. As for the circumstances, weakness, and setbacks, she is the only one that she can bear, and even if she is a shield for us from them. I don't remember any breakage that happened to me while I was in her protection. behind her..

... My mother is the most word that makes a woman weak, tender, and predatory at the same time, as she is ready to eliminate you for the sake of her children and their salvation. When I look in the mirror, I find that I am a miniature copy of her against my will, and this in the past used to bother me, but now I know that there are different Between me and the bliss of the world like her, my mother is a good woman to the extent that she forgives my father's mistakes for us, not her or him, but only us, we are all giving. It was good, it always wanted us in safety, the safety that we are deprived of only when we move away from it, because it is the most livable spot on earth, wherever it goes.., strong.. God is even stronger, because no one can bear the conditions of our house and stay alive, it is all The symbols of humanity and all the beautiful meanings that the tongue does not pronounce and the pens do not do justice to. I tried to write poetry, but I was unable to write, and only my mother wrote because behind this word all the words ended and all the phrases died. That is why God glorified her and did not mention an entire surah. Rather, he said on the lips of his prophet, your mother three times. ,

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

Without my mother, I will not be able to breathe, nor live, nor can I go or stay without her, I am lost. You always send me reassurance, so Lord, give her a blessing that does not go away and does not show me a day in it, O God??. .. When I am weak, I always need support, even at work or study, but my mother faces everything alone and asks us only to be fine. I never gave her support and regretted and wanted to give her a lot. I always cry when I find her mortal and enduring Above her capacity and she has some chronic diseases, but how not, and she is the only one who works at home and outside, an employee, a cook, a cleaner, a psychiatrist, an engineer, a teacher, a seamstress all at the same time..!!!

Sometimes we unintentionally say hurtful words to her, but she forgets them for us because she is a mother.

Really??

Are we reasonable?!

By God, we deserve stoning to death, and I say that perhaps the missteps that happen to us are nothing but our major sins towards our mothers, because God’s satisfaction is only with the consent of the parents.. Even if she, the Younger Lord, does not complain, how can God not take her right from us… We should be ashamed of Ourselves because she is the mother and there is no one like her and we have to make her happy before there comes a day when we do not see her, because I am not more miserable in life than the mother’s orphan because he was deprived of the balm of life and did not taste the taste of tenderness.

.

.

.

.

.

.

. In the past, when someone asked me: Do I love my mother or my father more, my answer was always my father, and when I was ashamed of my mother, I would say both, but now!!?

I am sure that I love my father, but the amount of my love for him is not equal to a drop in the waterfall of my love for my mother, and I know that this is not in my hands and I have no choice in it and also it is not forbidden. The Messenger said your mother three times and this is evidence of her position that glows higher in the sky... A person breaks my heart and can end it simply because it possesses all the atoms of feelings that I have.

I was not attracted by royal titles and ranks in the army. They have such a pleasure in letters that make me melt in love and adoration with languages ​​more and more. I don’t know what life would be like without enjoying the language.

Enjoying the language is not only limited to the one who speaks, just try and relax your imagination and feel the letters inside your mouth without pronouncing them.

.

.

.

.

.

.

When thoughts crossed my mind now, which revolve around royal titles and their fluidity on the tongue, I found them to be somewhat beautiful.. The highest rank after the king is the Duke, then the Marquis, then the Deaconte, and finally the Baron.. But the word Marquis caught my attention and attracted me, a word that contains a kind of prestige and power. Alien

.

.

.

When I only imagine that I am part of a royal court, a shiver of happiness descends upon my soul, for in my opinion every girl is a princess, queen, empress, duchess, because the beauty of her character is what distinguishes a girl most in her life and makes her the property of looks.”

.

.

Sometimes she happens to be a girl with a cold personality, devoid of any flavor and color, and this is not evidence that she is without feelings, on the contrary, there is something that brought her to this winter coldness towards everyone, as we do not know what happened with people until we blame their bad feelings.

.

.

.

.

And as it is said, sadness is with the heart, not with tears and wailing, but we take it as a saying only, and we continue to deal on the basis of barbaric formalities only!

This is what causes the depression of the society around us, as everyone increases the wounds of everyone -"

I imagine the dreary December days among the royal court...and all the nobles.

Grief was not created for the poor only, nor for the common people who suffer, whether they are poor or rich.. Even kings go through days that are colder than the two poles, including Queen Diana. She was beautiful, wealthy, and queen, but she carried a greater sadness than all of them.. and unfortunately Her bad luck married a man with ugly looks and appearance and a traitor who does not love her.. Really he is an ungrateful man and she is a poor woman who surrendered herself to despair as a victim and raised the flag of surrender to him. . . .

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

... When I compare my view of my mother in the past and now I see that she is very different, and each time the depth of the look increases from the other. In the past, I used to see her as silly, innocent, naive and very emotional only, but I realized that my mother is a strong and solid woman and no She grumbles, even if it is beyond her power. The only thing that makes her upset is her fear for us. As for the circumstances, weakness, and setbacks, she is the only one that she can bear, and even if she is a shield for us from them. I don't remember any breakage that happened to me while I was in her protection. behind her..

... My mother is the most word that makes a woman weak, tender, and predatory at the same time, as she is ready to eliminate you for the sake of her children and their salvation. When I look in the mirror, I find that I am a miniature copy of her against my will, and this in the past used to bother me, but now I know that there are different Between me and the bliss of the world like her, my mother is a good woman to the extent that she forgives my father's mistakes for us, not her or him, but only us, we are all giving. It was good, it always wanted us in safety, the safety that we are deprived of only when we move away from it, because it is the most livable spot on earth, wherever it goes.., strong.. God is even stronger, because no one can bear the conditions of our house and stay alive, it is all The symbols of humanity and all the beautiful meanings that the tongue does not pronounce and the pens do not do justice to. I tried to write poetry, but I was unable to write, and only my mother wrote because behind this word all the words ended and all the phrases died. That is why God glorified her and did not mention an entire surah. Rather, he said on the lips of his prophet, your mother three times. ,

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

Without my mother, I will not be able to breathe, nor live, nor can I go or stay without her, I am lost. You always send me reassurance, so Lord, give her a blessing that does not go away and does not show me a day in it, O God??. .. When I am weak, I always need support, even at work or study, but my mother faces everything alone and asks us only to be fine. I never gave her support and regretted and wanted to give her a lot. I always cry when I find her mortal and enduring Above her capacity and she has some chronic diseases, but how not, and she is the only one who works at home and outside, an employee, a cook, a cleaner, a psychiatrist, an engineer, a teacher, a seamstress all at the same time..!!!

Sometimes we unintentionally say hurtful words to her, but she forgets them for us because she is a mother.

Really??

Are we reasonable?!

By God, we deserve stoning to death, and I say that perhaps the missteps that happen to us are nothing but our major sins towards our mothers, because God’s satisfaction is only with the consent of the parents.. Even if she, the Younger Lord, does not complain, how can God not take her right from us… We should be ashamed of Ourselves because she is the mother and there is no one like her and we have to make her happy before there comes a day when we do not see her, because I am not more miserable in life than the mother’s orphan because he was deprived of the balm of life and did not taste the taste of tenderness.

.

.

.

.

.

.

. In the past, when someone asked me: Do I love my mother or my father more, my answer was always my father, and when I was ashamed of my mother, I would say both, but now!!?

I am sure that I love my father, but the amount of my love for him is not equal to a drop in the waterfall of my love for my mother, and I know that this is not in my hands and I have no choice in it and also it is not forbidden. The Messenger said your mother three times and this is evidence of her position that glows higher in the sky... A person breaks my heart and can end it simply because it possesses all the atoms of feelings that I have.