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جملات زيبا

One song can spark a moment

یک آهنگ می تواند لحظه ای جدید را بسازد

One flower can wake the dream

یك گل میتواند بهار را بیاورد

One tree can start a forest

یك درخت می تواند آغاز یك جنگل باشد

One bird can herald spring

یك پرنده می تواند نوید بخش بهار باشد

One smile begins a friendship

یك لبخند میتواند سرآغاز یك دوستی باشد

One handclasp lifts a soul

یك دست دادن روح انسان را بزرگ میكند

One star can guide a ship at sea

یك ستاره میتواند كشتی را در دریا راهنمایی كند

One word can frame the goal

یك سخن می تواند چارچوب هدف را مشخص كند

One vote can change a nation

یك رای میتواند سرنوشت یك ملت را عوض كنند

One sunbeam lights a room

یك پرتو كوچك آفتاب میتواند اتاقی را روشن كند

One candle wipes out darkness

یك شمع میتواند تاریكی را از میان ببرد

One laugh will conquer gloom

یك خنده میتواند افسردگی را محو كند

One hope will raise our spirits

یك امید روحیه را بالا می برد

One touch can show you care

یك دست دادن  می تواند ارزش  شما رانشان دهد.

One voice can speak with wisdom

یک سخن نشانگر عقل شماست

One heart can know what"s true

یك قلب میتواند حقیقت را تشخیص دهد

One life can make a difference

یك زندگی میتواند متفاوت باشد

You see, it"s up to you

شما میبینی پس تصمیم با شماست

 


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در یکشنبه 1388/05/18 ساعت 14:37 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


اس ام اس جديد


گاو: ما ما ما(یعنی اس ام اس جدید چی اومده؟).


مرد: هیچی تکراریه، درباره ماهواره جدیده هستش.


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در یکشنبه 1387/12/04 ساعت 14:11 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


ضرب المثل

Revenge is a dish that can be eaten cold

 

Revenge is sweet

 

 

- انتقام غذایی است که باید سرد خورده شود ( منظور اینه که وقتی یه مدت از ماجرا گذشته باشه و آتش

خشم  فرو کش کرده باشه تصمیم گیری عاقلانه تر خواهد بود )

 

- ثمثیل :

 

آتش به گرمی عرق انفعال  نیست                  در عفو لذتیست که در انتقام نیست

 

- اگر میخواهی دقیقه ای خوشحال باشی انتقام بگیر و اگر برای همیشه طالب خوشحالی هستی عفو نما

             ( لاکودر )

 

- سعدی شیرین سخن می فرماید :

 

بدی را بدی سهل باشد جزا                  اگر مردی احسن الی من اسا


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در چهارشنبه 1387/11/23 ساعت 14:52 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


گره از زلف يار


معاشران گره از زلف یار باز کنیدحضور خلوت انس است و دوستان جمعندرباب و چنگ به بانگ بلند می​گویندبه جان دوست که غم پرده بر شما ندردمیان عاشق و معشوق فرق بسیار استنخست موعظه پیر صحبت این حرف استهر آن کسی که در این حلقه نیست زنده به عشقوگر طلب کند انعامی از شما حافظ شبی خوش است بدین قصه​اش دراز کنیدو ان یکاد بخوانید و در فراز کنیدکه گوش هوش به پیغام اهل راز کنیدگر اعتماد بر الطاف کارساز کنیدچو یار ناز نماید شما نیاز کنیدکه از مصاحب ناجنس احتراز کنیدبر او نمرده به فتوای من نماز کنیدحوالتش به لب یار دلنواز کنید


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در سه شنبه 1387/11/15 ساعت 20:26 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


گذر عمر

Time is like a river.You can not touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed

will never pass again.Enjoy every moment of life

 

عمر چون جوي نو نو ميرسد                              مستمري مينمايد در جسد

 

بر لب جوي نشين و گذز عمر ببين                        كاين اشارت ز جهان گذرا ما را بس


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در دوشنبه 1387/11/14 ساعت 20:34 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


ده ضرب المثل در مورد مرگ

و هنوز در غم كوچ عليرضا

 

Reference : Sayings : Death
 
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z    

 .

10Sayings about death

As soon as man is born he begins to die

The process of dying starts at birth. This saying reminds us of our own mortality, whatever our age.

Dead men tell no tales

People who are no longer living cannot give evidence.

Death is a remedy for all ills

When we die, all our problems are solved.

Death keeps no calendar

In this saying, "Death" is personified as a spiritual being who may call upon us at any time - he has no appointment book. We never know when we will die.

Death pays all debts

Dying cancels everything, including anything that we owe to other people.

Graves are of all sizes

People die at all ages; no one is too young to die.

Let the dead bury the dead

This is generally taken to imply that we should spend our time and energy on living people, not on dead people. (But see Origin below.)

Look upon death as a going home

We may consider dying to be a kind of returning to house and family.

Nothing is certain but death and taxes

This saying may be seen in three ways: 1) We cannot be 100% sure about anything (except dying and having to pay the taxman - in this case the latter idea being added for humour). 2) We cannot escape taxation (in this case the idea of death serving only to highlight the certainty of taxes). 3) We can be absolutely sure that we will die (in this case the idea of taxes being added for humour). The first interpretation seems to have been the original intent (see Origin below).

Nothing so certain as death

We can be 100% sure that we will die.


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در شنبه 1387/11/12 ساعت 23:15 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


خصوصيات يك دوست خوب


با  اجازه آقای معصوم پور   www.masumpur313.blogfa.com
 

 

A friend is someone who accepts me as I am

يك دوست كسي است كه مرا همانطور كه هستم ميپذيرد

A friend is someone who  knows you and loves you just the same

يك دوست كسي است كه شما را ميشنا سد و بهمان نحو به شما عشق ميورزد

In prosperity ,our friends know us ; in adversity , we know our friends

در كاميابي  دوستانمان ما را ميشناسد ودر روزگاران بد ما دوستانمان را ميشناسيم (بماهيت آنها پي ميبريم)

True friends don't drift apart even after many years of separation

دوستان واقعي حتي  بعد از سالها جدايي از يكديگر كناره نميگيرند

Good friends are hard to find , harder to leave , and impossible to forget

دوستان خوب به سختي پيدا شده ترك كردن انها سخت تربوده وفراموش كردن انها غير ممكن است


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در جمعه 1387/11/04 ساعت 10:4 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


شب یلدا

شب یَلدا یا شب چِله آخرین شب آذرماه، شب پیش از نخستین روز زمستان و درازترین شب سال است. ایرانیان و بسیاری از دیگر اقوام آن را مبارک می‌دارند و این شب را جشن می‎گیرند.

این شب در نیم‌کره شمالی با انقلاب زمستانی مصادف است و به همین دلیل از آن شب به بعد طول روز بیشتر و طول شب کوتاه‌تر می‌شود.

ایرانیان باستان با این باور که فردای شب یلدا با دمیدن خورشید، روزها بلندتر می‎شوند و تابش نور ایزدی افزونی می‌یابد، آخر پاییز و اول زمستان را شب زایش مهر یا زایش خورشید می‌خواندند و برای آن جشن بزرگی بر پا می‌کردند

Shab-e Yaldā (Persian: یلدا) or Shab-e Chelleh (Persian: شب چله) is an Iranian festival originally celebrated on the Northern Hemisphere's longest night of the year, that is, on the eve of the Winter Solstice.

The 13th century Iranian poet Sa'di wrote in his Bustan: "The true morning will not come, until the Yalda Night is gone". Following the Iranian calendar reform of 1925, which pegged some seasonal events to specific days of the calendar, Yalda came to be celebrated on the night before and including the first day of the tenth month (Dey). Subject to seasonal drift, this day may sometimes fall a day before or a day after the actual Winter Solstice.

Following the fall of the Sassanid Empire and the subsequent rise of Islam, the religious significance of the event was lost, and like other Zoroastrian festivals Yalda became a social occasion when family and close friends would get together. Nonetheless, the obligatory serving of fresh fruit during mid-winter is reminiscent of the ancient customs of invoking the divinities to request protection of the winter crop

برگرفته از ویکی پیدیا.

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نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در جمعه 1387/09/29 ساعت 19:3 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


جملات نغز

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- Don’t be among those that apparently they are friends with God, but enemy in behind.

- Be it known that you are not out of God’s sight, save yourself now and find out how you are going to be.

- Your reliance in all affairs should be God the only being that he truly is a high (inaccessible) castle, a sure asylum and a firm and steady enclosure.

- Remember God in your joy and happiness until he will help you in your calamity.

- The person whose belief is most virtuous, his acquaintance with God will be closer.

- How could someone become lonely when God is the guarantor of him?

- How surprising it is! For the one who has doubt in believing God? While he is seeing the creatures of God.

- The person whose only reliance and his place of refuge is God; God will immune him from slips and adversities.

- The one who leaves his work to GOD, will be always at rest and will enjoy a happy life.


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در سه شنبه 1387/06/05 ساعت 23:49 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


داستان كوتاه براي بچه ها

Mo McAuley

Mr Sticky

No one knew how Mr. Sticky got in the fish tank.
     "He's very small," Mum said as she peered at the tiny water snail. "Just a black dot."
     "He'll grow," said Abby and pulled her pyjama bottoms up again before she got into bed. They were always falling down.
    
In the morning Abby jumped out of bed and switched on the light in her fish tank.
     Gerry, the fat orange goldfish, was dozing inside the stone archway. Jaws was already awake, swimming along the front of the tank with his white tail floating and twitching. It took Abby a while to find Mr. Sticky because he was clinging to the glass near the bottom, right next to the gravel.
     At school that day she wrote about the mysterious Mr. Sticky who was so small you could mistake him for a piece of gravel. Some of the girls in her class said he seemed an ideal pet for her and kept giggling about it.
     That night Abby turned on the light to find Mr. Sticky clinging to the very tiniest, waviest tip of the pond weed. It was near the water filter so he was bobbing about in the air bubbles.
     "That looks fun," Abby said. She tried to imagine what it must be like to have to hang on to things all day and decided it was probably very tiring. She fed the fish then lay on her bed and watched them chase each other round and round the archway. When they stopped Gerry began nibbling at the pond weed with his big pouty lips. He sucked Mr. Sticky into his mouth then blew him back out again in a stream of water. The snail floated down to the bottom of the tank among the coloured gravel.
    
"I think he's grown a bit," Abby told her Mum at breakfast the next day.
     "Just as well if he's going to be gobbled up like that," her Mum said, trying to put on her coat and eat toast at the same time.
     "But I don't want him to get too big or he won't be cute anymore. Small things are cute aren't they?"
     "Yes they are. But big things can be cute too. Now hurry up, I'm going to miss my train."
    
At school that day, Abby drew an elephant. She needed two pieces of expensive paper to do both ends but the teacher didn't mind because she was pleased with the drawing and wanted it on the wall. They sellotaped them together, right across the elephant's middle. In the corner of the picture, Abby wrote her full name, Abigail, and drew tiny snails for the dots on the 'i's The teacher said that was very creative.

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At the weekend they cleaned out the tank. "There's a lot of algae on the sides," Mum said. "I'm not sure Mr. Sticky's quite up to the job yet."
     They scooped the fish out and put them in a bowl while they emptied some of the water. Mr. Sticky stayed out of the way, clinging to the glass while Mum used the special 'vacuum cleaner' to clean the gravel. Abby trimmed the new pieces of pond weed down to size and scrubbed the archway and the filter tube. Mum poured new water into the tank.
     "Where's Mr. Sticky?" Abby asked.
     "On the side," Mum said. She was busy concentrating on the water. "Don't worry I was careful."
     Abby looked on all sides of the tank. There was no sign of the water snail.
     "He's probably in the gravel then," her mum said. "Come on let's get this finished. I've got work to do." She plopped the fish back in the clean water where they swam round and round, looking puzzled.
    
That evening Abby went up to her bedroom to check the tank. The water had settled and looked lovely and clear but there was no sign of Mr. Sticky. She lay on her bed and did some exercises, stretching out her legs and feet and pointing her toes. Stretching was good for your muscles and made you look tall a model had said on the t.v. and she looked enormous. When Abby had finished, she kneeled down to have another look in the tank but there was still no sign of Mr. Sticky. She went downstairs.
    
Her mum was in the study surrounded by papers. She had her glasses on and her hair was all over the place where she'd been running her hands through it. She looked impatient when she saw Abby in the doorway and even more impatient when she heard the bad news.
     "He'll turn up." was all she said. "Now off to bed Abby. I've got masses of work to catch up on."
     Abby felt her face go hot and red. It always happened when she was angry or upset.
     "You've hoovered him up haven't you," she said. You were in such a rush you hoovered him up."
     "I have not. I was very careful. But he is extremely small."
     "What's wrong with being small?"

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     "Nothing at all. But it makes things hard to find."
     "Or notice," Abby said and ran from the room.
    
The door to the bedroom opened and Mum's face appeared around the crack. Abby tried to ignore her but it was hard when she walked over to the bed and sat next to her. She was holding her glasses in her hand. She waved them at Abby.
     "These are my new pair," she said. "Extra powerful, for snail hunting." She smiled at Abby. Abby tried not to smile back.
     "And I've got a magnifying glass," Abby suddenly remembered and rushed off to find it.
     They sat beside each other on the floor. On their knees they shuffled around the tank, peering into the corners among the big pebbles, at the gravel and the pondweed.
     "Ah ha!" Mum suddenly cried.
     "What?" Abby moved her magnifying glass to where her mum was pointing.
     There, tucked in the curve of the archway, perfectly hidden against the dark stone, sat Mr. Sticky. And right next to him was another water snail, even smaller than him.
     "Mrs Sticky!" Abby breathed. "But where did she come from?"
     "I'm beginning to suspect the pond weed don't you think?"
     They both laughed and climbed into Abby's bed together, cuddling down under the duvet. It was cozy but a bit of a squeeze.
     "Budge up," Mum said, giving Abby a push with her bottom.
     "I can't, I'm already on the edge."
     "My goodness you've grown then. When did that happen? You could have put an elephant in here last time we did this."
     Abby put her head on her mum's chest and smiled.
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نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در یکشنبه 1387/06/03 ساعت 14:29 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


شعري از شكسپير

Shakespeare Sonnet-a-Day

Sonnet #151

Posted:

CLI.

Love is too young to know what conscience is
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no father reason
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride
He is contented thy poor drudge to be
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her 'love' for whose dear love I rise and fall


 

نوشته شده توسط علي دشتي در سه شنبه 1387/01/13 ساعت 10:27 موضوع شعر و ضرب المثل و جوك و داستان | لینک ثابت


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