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	Love Love is not a thing to understand Love is not a thing to feel Love is not a thing to give and receive Love is a thing only to become And eternally be -
	Hope "Hope" is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all,
	Life I celebrate myself, and sing myself And what I assume you shall assume For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you -
	Death Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry

دلنوشته های دانش آموزان دبیرستان زینبیه و بنت الهدی

مهرماه 1391

اینام دانش آموزان کلاس من هستند . پاک و معصوم

ممنونم از همه تون. امیدوارم لایق محبتهاتون باشم

Hail Love, hail Love, because Love is divine

It is tender, it is beautiful and benign 

What passion, what passion, we are burning like the sun

It is hidden and obscure, it is an obvious sign.

We’ve fallen, we’ve fallen, it is hard to rise up

We know not, we know not, this complex chaotic design

زهی عشق، زهی عشق که ما راست خدایا

چه نغز است و چه خوب است و چه زیباست خدایا

چه گرمیم، چه گرمیم از این عشق چو خورشید

چه پنهان و چه پنهان و چه پیداست خدایا

فتادیم، فتادیم بدان سان که نخیزیم

ندانیم، ندانیم چه غوغاست خدایا

 MONEY MONEY MONEY

Money can buy a bed, but not sleep

Money can buy a book, but not brain

Money can buy a food, but not appetite

Money can buy a medicine, but not health

Money can buy a house, but not home

Money can buy an amusement, but not happiness

Money can buy cosmetic, but not beauty

Money can buy a servant, but not friend

Money can buy a people, but not acceptance

Money can buy goods,but not peace

Money can buy a status,but not nobility

Money can buy a position, but not greatness

Money can buy a service, but not loyalty

Money can buy a power,but not authority

Money can buy a man, but not God

very  beautiful pictures  from  autumn 

Autumn

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