The most beautiful eyes of children

Babies are born with clean, pure hearts to grow up and face many experiences and experiences

Every test kills something in us

Whether happy or sad

Fate continues to be born again and again by other people

You are not the person you were five years ago

Many of your old traits are dead and a new person is born again

You did not notice and did not notice around you this change

But you are still looking for that person who can fully understand how you feel towards a beautiful person - the sound of rain - the splendor of flight and distance.

Small things that most of you see are trivial things

Do not realize that you are looking for yourself

That child with those eyes

Oh from those eyes

The most beautiful of that innocence and that passion

Minimum Joy for a Cookie - For a New Game - for a Colorful Story

A passion for the size of the earth for sunrise the first day of Eid to get Eid :)

Days pass by to kill every time a part of us

We lose our innocence ... our passion ... and we continue to search desperately for ourselves every time

We miss the feeling of safety

I remember well my curiosity and amazement about human behavior

Why do we hate ... Why do I get angry and scream at something silly as a glass of water !!!

Why do not I feel grateful despite all my money ??

I didn\'t understand until I fell in other circumstances that made me live what they live ... I acted just like them

I learned to hate ... indifference .... anger is the trivialest thing

I realized that I am a man who makes mistakes and gets hurt - loves and hates - remembers and forgets

I simply realized that I am a human being

Do not bear what I do not have energy

Mohammed Jamal Althiab

With Regards