Wow Asfay ✍️ Adel Assum
It’s one of the good weather …
His words are a paste from the north of Grove, while his words came out of the mouth of the stature, Ismail Hassan, who, aloud, with the height of our longest palm trees in the North, and the poem has caught another stature.
Rayan, coherent, sliced, charming.
This song was the one who loved the poems to our height, ismail hassan, he said that in mary meetings and mayry Friends, as it was one of the first poems that he wrote in the hands of his introduction for the first time to the capital, and the capital of the regions of the wor Shrouded in many feelings and aspirations to the future and exhausted the fulfillment of hopes, the end of the adornment to it and he is confidant of his poetry, and man, may God have mercy on him and his talent, God has an innate pétique, so he started to touch the art councils in the Al-Sajana district, the Al-Rrayyan district Flux of art and poetry, and the prisoner despite his capital linked to a string in the north, so it was a residence for many of our inhabitants coming from the north.
This advantage expresses the dispersion between the village and the city, it diffused it from the inspection of all the shadows of the apprehension and deposited it from the description unless it leaves wandering and reserve. It differs from the village in the movement, the content of life, capacity and spaces of freedom.
It is the prescription, despite its description of the life of the capital, it does not prevent the peer of the village in the distant,
The village is always inscribed in the mind, and here is our poet returns to his imagination on the day of his small packages to sleep early so that the light and the buses do not miss him, so if he sees with a dream, his journey on the wing of desire, he sowed a star of Daoui,
There is where (Al -khartoum is at night), and he threw the lights of al -Kahraf, and the land of Al -Hoor was seen their characteristic in the hadiths of the inhabitants of his family of the inhabitants of the bandar when they come to the country during their holidays with the Hardlo while he is satisfied with the tide (then he descends to the bottom of the spring to return to the scale with (waaa asfaay) !!! …
And our poet is a fatal head with each beauty discovered of all beauty.
It is for the Sake of Sweet Eyes There in Those Lands, He Does Not Care That He Sold All His Worldly World So that He can Travel to it where it is, and it is Okay to include this world in Which he Grew Up While He was certain that is the Cradle of Kindness and the Tolerance of the soul, and that is only Becuse the aspiration to the city’s world is asking from every young man in his age, mind and imagination, but as soon as our poet reaches the capital and settles and spends the years; Al -hanin returns to the village, so he continues to fluctuate on his bed in the prison, and he was amortized by the pillow of his desire, which is not in his imagination in the village, in the era of his beautiful youth in the shade of Mount (Kalk Kakul).
And the genesis of the village remains in the conscience of its owner as the spring of times, it is always a source of comfort to help him during his fight.
Because I cry for me
And simulate the flashing in the autumn text.
The flashing is one of the chapters of autumn (sample), and these are ten samples, including Al -Marda, Al -taraw and Al -Tarfa, and the flashing starts from August 4 to the seventeenth, and it is called (the flash of crying); Because the rains often fall during the day and continue to precipitate with small grains for long periods, people in houses are unable to work in the fields and a country in a little, and the adultery limit is desired as the son of the Nile curves.
If this means the sample or the peripheral plant, then the denominator between them is similar to crying,
As if he said: because we had to cry; Valek is that its past remains beautiful like that!,
And it is only because he pays attention that the memory of the days of his youth remains a source of rest and beauty is not defective, so that he can come back to it whenever the commitment of the capital is given to him and the concerns of life,
Life in the capital is a life (anthrax) and a makkda, and the one who carries on his shoulders a lamb which guides the beauty of the shell of the responsibilities of the family and the family, and it was given to himself to keep the night of the whole Atamir to be entrusted to God and his hand is a torch of light, then he gave the darkness of the earth of the Earth, the Latte and La Knowledge, of the earth of the earth of the earth, of the latte and the knowing and the task, of the earth of the earth of the earth, of the latte, of the latte and of the knowing, and of the earth of the earth of the earth of the earth, of the selected, of the latte and of the knowing and the Lafform associated with the line of heaven, Day he collects, so he will not come (nurseries) except open without her, so he feels the atmosphere of the atmosphere, Zghard is the voice of the flute!
What a day from the time, the day his heart (and comes) is like the smallness of Jana Al -wazin comes!
Oh of you, Yazman, how strong he was and was intended for his assault the day he came to him, the others will come to him, the spirit of love and desire for them, and he will be forgotten, then he will help them with solutions and delight thoughts, but he cannot get married between a village and a city, and the beloved of him is just at the corner of the street and life …
Listen to it full:
Wow, Asfay …
The will of the Mawli wanted me and remained my wealth
And your life is you and Asfay
What are you
Brah al -ati al -atay
Bidor growth is at night travel
Above the desire desire
If described the country of poplar
High height faculty of wandering
Growth is dragged with Hardlo in Dobay
Asfai, selling the world worldwide and Asfay
Because of the eyes of Sweet and Asfai
The sources of good are adjacent to Asfay
And tolerant and in tolerance
And travel on the eye of the eye with you
May peace be on you
Extension and cushioning a pillow wishing
And sleeping comfortable and empty
And the seconds of the era of my childhood
Because you cry, I cry
And simulate the party in Bakai’s fall text
Hamouli offered the beauty of the shell
And I came to the elders of the night
And you are confidence in you, God, at night
The chandelier of the smile is to come to me
Nursery
And I feel the faces of the faces
In him the voice of the flute
Asfai, if you see people, you have allowed
Like a little two -weight harvest
Meet Qalibi Jehi Jay
When you like a little weni, he will come
Halil al -Kan guides others
Swimming
Residents of Della
Wa Safai
Of Zi Della
Wa Safai
The will of the Mawli wanted me and remained my wealth
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