His family banished him from the lions and the dawar is, because he weakened the spirit of the seven-nation nation and weakened the seven-year national sentiment, and he was a young lion, with a thin veil, did not fly his mustache, he had a wolf, and these qualities were said in the poet Tarfa Ibn al-Abd, the author of the suspension who died early and did not exceed twenty, or A little more.
A blink, excuse me, I mean the lion who fled from military service, tried to hunt a donkey and a beast once, twice and three, and lay behind the hills, but he was failing to hit, because he was catching a zebra behind him, and the donkey drove him, and the frightened donkey faster than the hungry lion. And the young lion would go hungry until fasting recounted an account, and dust would starve, and he would tie stones to his stomach, and he was forced to eat the fruits falling from the trees.
The proverb says: The lion house is not devoid of bone, it goes back to it in lean days, but there was no skin or bone in the house. In the film of the animal scientist that follows the biography of the young lion, he said that he learned to hunt, so that the zebras lie in the right potential, and he was repelled by them in front of them, and not behind them, so it is not befitting of treachery to the lions.
And zebra meat is one of the best meat in lions, as it is striped meat in black and white, not like the meat of fast deer, the meat of one color, the jumper meat, which jumps like a rubber ball. He ran and grabbed his hooves, and raised a storm of dust and soaked, until it became like a cloak, and the lion was able to catch the noose of the donkey in the ambush of the storm. ass.
He dragged his catch to the shade of a tree, and sat eating from his backside, and his buttocks were abundant with flesh, without drinks or juices, he was satisfied for the first time after two weeks with fruits, plants and grasses of the ground, and he had bone and some bacon in his house.
I was writing from a remote area, and stumbled into hunting monsters, and I failed to publish my articles, because I attacked my idea behind it, and ignorant of the publishing rules, and I ate apples, plants and poppies, and then I learned by experience some publishing rules, and I published articles, this was 40 years ago, and the rules Publishing in wolf newspapers is different from the rules of publishing in jackal newspapers, so I publish an article with wolves and an article with jackals, so the stripes of zebras mix with me, and my eyes are blurred. She knew the prohibitions of publishing and its delegates
It was known by experience, injury and error, that the owners of newspapers will not be stingy in mentioning some of them, and they are a people who are experts in the taboos, and they avoid approaching the forbidden tree, rather they stay away from it a lot. In refrigerators, Indian buffalo meat is sometimes eaten as zebra meat, and Indian buffalo meat is tasteless, tough as soccer skin.
The rules of modern publishing have changed in the digital age and algorithms, so that it appears to the viewer that they are permissible rules, but public newspapers that do not have a beginning and an end, and do not have coasts and islands, such as Facebook and Twitter; It has bases and an iron dome that hunts for underground manufactured words missiles, as well as on Instagram and TikTok, all of which are liquid public newspapers, which are not rented, unless the publisher is a prince of a tribe of social media, the number of which exceeds the number of the village of Yunus Ibn Matta, peace be upon him.
It occurred to me once that a newspaper apologized for publishing my articles with the kindest words, so I realized that I violated the publishing rules, and that I repeated the zebras, buffaloes, giraffes, and even lions as well. The newspaper raised the red card for me because I weakened the newspaper’s national feeling and weakened the readers ’resolve, and I used to think that newspapers like republics in which the lion, jackal and fox hunted cows of meanings, gazelles of ideas, and bunnies of visions, and that the newspaper addresses the contented and disliked until the reader is deluded that it is a democratic newspaper, so I was exiled and went back to eating apples and earth vermin.
There is a new condition in the most generous, generous, abundant newspaper: We want likes! The era in which we wanted the admiration of the editorial board has passed.