First chapter

ABOUT THE RUBY
The flower of those who gained fame sitting on the flower of the garden of life was the famous mystic sheikh Suhraward. One day he visited the palace of the ruling caliph Muʼtasim in Baghdod. Just as the people of Hejaz believed in the Kaaba, the caliph showed great respect for it. Put him on the throne and then he sat down himself. The sheikh began to speak to the people, and the caliph remained silent, staring at the ground. At that moment, the Shaykh saw a man named Yoqut standing among the honorable people, princes and emirs, and got up excitedly, he was stunned. Seeing his condition the caliph turned to the Shaykh and Said: " o man whose feet are dust, kings also thank you and are proud of you.
Where did he get such a high rank that you are showing him such respect? - he asked. The sheikh Said: " what honor and status can be higher than the honor and status that God gave him? His job is always to copy the Qurʼan and no one can copy it like him. It is our duty to respect him because he adorns the words of God. When he learned about the ruby from the leader of the people, who understood it, the king ordered him to come and sit in his meeting. He was able to communicate with the king of the country thanks to the good letter of a man with clean hands.
FIFTH CHAPTER
Your joy is with wine. Your inability to control your temper is the same as what you do when you are drunk. Your desires will never diminish. Your goal is in the cup of ignorance. As soon as you hold a glass of wine, the pain in your heart will be stirred.Wine makes you proud and you forget everything and everyone else. The reality of birth and even death is forgotten. What do you do when the messenger of death comes? Can you find a way to get rid of it? What can you do if the overseer throws a stone at him today, breaks every body into pieces, burying you in pain from head to toe, and burying your soul in the black soil?If he breaks your earthenware cup and spills your crimson blood and turns it into the blood of the earth, today you will drink the wine of ignorance without counting. Know that one day the amount of ignorance you do not know will surely be counted.How many months and how many years have you been drunk? get rid of this job before months and years pass.Qualities of a drunkard: A drunkard does not calm down, street children make fun of him, laugh at him. A drunk man walks like a madman on the street, children throw stones at him from all sides. After drinking until he is full, when he leaves the tavern drunk, his forehead hits the wall, he is covered in blood, his turban is tangled, and he attacks everyone like a rabid dog.he can barely stand because he drinks a lot jismini mastlik holati ,if he takes a step somewhere, he takes another step.
If he drinks the water of a puddle left on the ground after heavy rain and imagines it to be wine, If he falls down and sometimes gets up, the wine makes his condition worse, he vomits and stains his beard.dogs lick his dirty beard
He falls asleep on the street, unable to find his turban on his head or money onhis waist, and his robe is once again taken away by a robber, as if they had pulled off a shroud from a dead body. Sheath stayed and took away his knife.
One of Kovush remained and one was destroyed. The skirt is muddy, the front is wet, the front is wet, but there is a lake in front of it. No matter how much he tried to find his house, no matter how long he searched the street, he could not find it. His whole body could barely withstand the tremors, and he felt a strange taste in his mouth. No matter how hard he searched, he could not find his home. The thief took not only his coat, but the night watchman took the rest.
The condition of this poor drunkard was reminiscent of a man who is opening a bullet wound himself to repair his wound. They stagger with dizziness, faint and suffer from restlessness, His earlobe was also hidden and went into his skirt. Always this kind of situation, this form formed his body.In addition to being embarrassed by his condition, he suffered from a thirst for alcohol. These misfortunes rained down on him and ruined his life. I see that this person knowingly got into this situation, I see how much pain he is causing himself Let alone this, he is increasingly separated from his reputation, neglected, lazy and afflicted with the disease of old age. He does not care at all about these accusations, he is not at all embarrassed by his ineffective actions. He doesn't understand that he should be ashamed of his bad deeds, and that he should forgive them.No matter how ugly the old lady is, she looks like an angel in heaven. No matter what the stubborn poet says, no matter how many meaningless words he utters in front of him, this is a magical work for him.
The executioner of El-ulus will be happy even if he kills his son. Is the coal carrier ashamed of his black face? No matter how ugly an owl looks in a prosperous country, it will undoubtedly be as beautiful as a peacock in a ruin. Is it any wonder that wine destroys the body? It is clear that the flood will destroy the house. The flood destroyed the house, it makes the country susceptible to floods, and a flood cannot help but destroy any house.