لو سمحتم اريد قصة Who's Irish?: short Stories by Gish Jen

لو سمحتم اريد قصة Who's Irish?: short Stories by Gish Jen اريد نفس القصة مكتوبة انا بحثت عنها في ياهو وقوقل ولكن لم اجدها وايضا انا لااملك وقت لكتابتها
قصة heartache
by Anton Chekhov
وايضا قصة Hill like white elephants
by Ernest Hemingway
و قصة Who's Irish?: short Stories by Gish Jen
ارجوكم ساعدوني بسرعة واسال الله لكم الجنة يعني انا اريدها مكتوبة من النت
اي واحدة من هاذي القصص تجدونها ارسلوها لي وجزاكم الله الف خير بسرعة ارجوكم

Paraphrase to autumn:
Autumn is one of the four season of the years. After it comes winter . it is known to be the season when the leaves of some trees fall.
In this poem the poet addresses autumn as if it is a person . the says that autumn is the season of mists and soft fruitfulness . when the weather is misty one can not see clearly . so a misty weather is a bad weather. A clear sky means that the weather is fine. Autumn is a dear friend of the maturing sun. this means that the heat of the sun plays a vital direct role in ripening fruits. Both autumn with it is climatic conditions and the sun with it is heat fill the orchards with fruits. These vines (orchards where grope trees are grown run round thatch eaves). In autumn the apple trees of the cottage bend . ( the boughs branches ) with the load of the fruits. As an apple gets bigger and bigger in size , it becomes heaver .
Proverb: {one apple a day keeps the doctor way}
In autumn all the different kinds of fruits become ripe. The climatic condition are suitable for the swell of the gourd hazel shells fall to the ground.
The kernel is edible because it sweet. In autumn bedding is in creasing. bass feed in the nectar of flours. In autumn there is plenty of nectar because there are different flours . in summer the cells of the bees are clammy (full of honey) .

جزاك الله الجنة وفرج همك