شـآب يضرب وجهـ اببهـ بآلمصحف آلشريف "

[/center]شاب يضرب وجه ابيه بالمصحف الشريف
"شاب يضرب وجه ابيه بالمصحف الشريف -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- كان شابا في الصف الثالث الثانوي وكان بارا بوالديه في يوم استلام شهادة الفصل الدراسي الأول عاد من المدرسة فرحا وهوحائز على نسبة 96% فاستقبل والده فرحا ........

وعندما رأى الاب الشهادة إحتضن ولده وقال : اطلب ما تشاءفرد الولد سريعا أريد سياره وكان يريد سيارة باهضة الثمن فرد الأب والله لأحضر لك شيء أغلى من السياره ........ ففرح الولد ولكن الأب قال : على شرط أن تتخرج بنسبة تماثلها أو تكون أعلى منها ,,,, وتمر الأيام وتبدأ الدراسة ويتخرج الإبن بنسبة 98% فعاد والبهجة تملء وجهه.. أبي ... أبي .. أبي ..... فلم يجد أباه فقبل رأس أمه وسألها إن كان الأب في البيت أم لا ؟؟ ............ إإإإإإإإ فردت أمه ... أنه في مكتبه وعندما عاد رأى الأب شهادة إبنه فقال له : خذ هديتك فأعطاه مصحف ؟ فرد الإبن : بعد كل هذا التعب تعطيني مصحف؟ فرمى المصحف على وجه أبيه وقبل أن يغادر المنزل قال: لن أعود إلى هذا البيت .......... إإ وشتم أباه وغادر المنزل. وبعد عدة شهورندم ألولد على فعلته فعاد إلى بيته وكان أباه قد توفي فوجد ألمصحف في غرفته فتحسر على ما فعله وأراد أن يقرأبعض الأيات فإذا به يفاجيء أن المصحف ما هو إلا علبة وداخله مفتاح السيارة التي كان يريدها فأصيب الولد بشلل دائم ..............."

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العاب ، برامج ، سيارات ، هاكات ، استايلات , بلوتوث , جوال , ترفيان

لا حول ولاقوة الا بالله
علشان السياره يعمل كذا
مااصدق يرمي المصحف على
ابوه صدق الله يمهل ولا يهمل شوف اصارله
شلل والله يعطيك الف عافيه اخوي
تقبل مروي

لا حوول ولا قوه الا بالله

يعطيك الف عافيه على القصه المؤثره

تقبلي مروري

لا حول و لاقوة إلا بالله العلي العظيم


مشكور اخوي على القصة و الله يعطيك الف عاافية


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Tension busy year has passed this way. Preganglionic always feel that the time had been very slow,
really festive another time passes, the twinkling of an eye on is beginning to work.
[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],
Sometimes really feel the tired, I really do not know if people really want to experience this life how difficult frustrations can

all is well. Sometimes I was very upset, many reasons,
,from many aspects in life, so long for the kind of rural life in particular, picturesque. North Korea hear birdsong, Xi sunset

sunset tours. Eager to listen to crickets and Higurashi grass, like the twilight children playing in the backs of cattle leisurely

pleasant. There are reed Dang River in the setting of a pair of wild ducks and birds unknown in the ,

[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],switchgrass on singing. This reminds me of my hometown.
I remember when I go to the stream behind Dyke fish, as always in the days after the rain or when skip class. Often will be thrown

into a muddy, because the mother‘s fear of punishment but only in the dark until the call in the mother anxious to go home. In

that small farmers warm homes, the mother is always wearing aprons hands together in the mouth, loud my name until they see me,

then look into a touch of kindness instant smile , holding my dirty little hands, mouth gently with the chatter, the eyes are full

of love. At the time,
I can say is the most happiness. [اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],
Because of geographical location, the village has always been very convenient to eat fish, mothers often have to eat in when told

his father, "hey, no dishes at home." Will be quietly picked up his father‘s fishing nets and led her sister came home and I only

twenty or thirty meters of river.extensive mountain stands in the dark blue of the river bank, the foot of the hill is the dense

forest. Shade trees, the river southclear. A leaf boat the ripple in the lake,
groups of waterbirdsgroup.[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط], Because it is in the summer season, the water

temperature high, the fish are large numbers posted on the surface of the mouth, the cheerful amusement, and fatherat this time,

the radio networkaccurate enclosures up, and then slowly but surely dragged ashore, all the fish indiscriminately crowhop, and a

roll of the soil. I am with his sister to the bucket up with each other, with the rough all the way in his father‘s funeral home.

At this time the mother would be very early in the yard of a small branch from wok, pot is a ring of three-legged teams up

formwork,[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط], formwork children under the wood shelf,oil, to a garden Lane

picked severaland parsley, cook a good pot add water to clean up the fish next to the pot, and then scoop a bowl of special soybean

farmers cover pot, fill juh. Only a moment, then filled with a thick fish-flavored small courtyard of the farmhouse.set up a family

sitting, small rice, Jiang fish sauce, coriander.
Well, that smell on the brim of the opening to the moment of time I will never forget, then warm, then no worry.

[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],
Today, the home of distant mountains and I, I by a non-life of a child, off to become a middle-aged. Wife, mother, shouldering too

many responsibilities and obligations. Also cried and laughed too. When all of the loss and happy have become less important, all

the. Life left to me,remember who‘s fault, aside from their own things too far. City tense and busy life, I willin tight spare

time, holding a cup of green tea,stand, looking from afar. In the north-east of the sea, in that distant sea,

[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],the mountains in the hill village, there is a ripe old age of my father‘s

health, there areI am so tired of hand-foot-brother and sister are healthy, there have been The mother passed away.
This year‘s Spring Festival, hurried past, away from home in recent days it has been.
[اخي العزيز ،، يتوجب عليك اضافة رد لرؤية الرابط],
a cup of green tea