Romantic love story

Romantic love story


 In a long time ago in France lived a very beautiful girl named Victorine Lavorcad and was from a rich and noble family, and Victorin lived in a large palace and luxury, and were always holding parties in this palace and call on these concerts Stars of French society, and in one of the parties met Victorin handsome young man Julien Boussoué, Julian was brilliant in talking and very loved but poor. Julian loved the rich Victorian girl and offered her sermon but she was rejected and preferred by a wealthy young man from an ancient family called Reynel. I married Victoria from the rich young Reneel, and after marriage found out that he was rude and hearty and very harsh and that it was bad dealings, Victurin did not tolerate all this and suffered a serious illness, and remained in her bed until signs of death appeared buried in the cemetery near the village where she was born. Julian was informed of her death, and went to her grave and wished to retain some of its impact, so he told Bala to come to the cemetery after midnight and to open the coffin and take a tangle of her hair, and did so Julian, and when he approached the head of Victorine Vaftorin shaking and trembling and then opened her eyes, Julian was stunned, but he took his strength and carried it in his arms and went to his house. Julian returned to the cemetery quickly and closed the coffin so that no one knew that Victorine was still alive. Victorine stayed at Julian's house for several weeks until her health was restored. Then Victor and Julian agreed to travel to America to start New life. Twenty years later, they returned to Paris after a longing and a short vacation. At one of the concerts, Victorine and Julian were invited. Vetctorin looked up when she saw Reynel standing and looked at her and said, "You look very much like a lady I know. She remembered that he had thrown her once with a piece of iron that hit her left hand and left traces. Renel knew of the wound in her hand and told her that she was Victorine. Victorine had nothing but recognition of everything. So, she could marry Julien, have a big wedding and happily complete their lives and return to America. Arab love stories The history of the Arab world is known for the great love stories in which the most beautiful types of poetry were said. The most famous of them was the Umayyad period, which was known as virgin love, that pure pure love that is devoid of what distorts it. I love Buthaina virginity, a girl from his tribe, he met her for the first time at the spring of water when he went to clean his sheep, and found there to water her sheep, to her sheep to do the one who came for it if it breaks down its sheep to complete its work, instead of this behavior generates hostility between them, And loved love her personality, And when she asked her father to refuse her marriage to another man, Vajnnil, and he visited her in her home after the departure of her husband, and frequent hesitation on the rackets of her house until the neighbors complained to Abdul Malik bin Marwan, was the successor of the Muslims at the time, Vdrm blood, fled to Yemen until People forgot what happened and returned to his speculation to find that Buthaina and her family went to the Levant, he went to Egypt in turn and sang the love of Buthaina beautiful poems until he died on her love (1), and the most beautiful of what was said in his yarn with a sigh: , O Pethin, go back and stay as we were, and you are near and do not be as little as a N, M things, I can not say it has approached Nnavi: Amasr want? And do not say: If it were not for the eyes that you see for your zeal, then excuse me, because I have redeemed you from my heart and my tears, so that I will hide the morning, a martyr, that I may not see. Did not you know, O obedient mother, that I am laughing at you, and you are praying? Do I throw an individual in Buthaina for a night that will benefit us from her father and Najoud? And whoever was in my love, Buthaina, would pass away, and the vengeance was upon a martyr

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