Руководство к действию
Сказка «Gül sәnavərə nailədi?» (Приветствие султана) является известным азербайджанским народным литературным произведением, где автор пересказал иносказательную историю о встрече пастуха и султана.
Однажды прошел слух, что существует удивительное царствование, где непочатый край золота лежит под землей, а золото служит мерилом. Однако после этого султан имел неучтивость внести смуту в пределы владений своими страстями и мудрствованиями. И потому решил мудрый старик пригласить на беседу царя, чтобы испросить то, как его мысли могут успокоить для нашего дорогого гостя и его царства. В ходе данного повествования присутствует достаточно лаконичный текст
Gül doesn't blossom yet. by folktales If the tale is unfamiliar to you, here's the summary I wrote: There was a king. The king was unlimited and generous. But he had no successor. This thought weighed heavily on the king's mind. One day, a friar came to the door. He saw that the king was troubled. "God save the king," said the friar, "perhaps I could relieve your distress." The king said: "All the doctors and scholars failed; perhaps you can help me." "I can," the friar replied. The friar told the king his cure. Every day for nine months a flower would appear. Its petals were one side white and one side yellow. Tragically the crone assigned a ninth month task. Nakuna later, dispite the set forth stipulation, there were nine sons. Two mentioned, Melik Mammad and Melik Ahmed. Their parents named them after flowers, Makhmud was their grandfather's eldest son. Years passed, now the young men matured into handsome youths. Beauties admired them, scholars shuddered, the blinded cows weep'd, even the birds sang in their honor, their football games were indeed contested.
Народное творчество presents «Gül sənavəri neynədi?».
A *padişah* had this problem: “His subjects kept leaving for new lands, one day just a handful remained!” Then the brilliant *mufti* showed up at his door, and the decisive solution sprang to mind for the *padišah*. The sage didn’t waste time – he gave the ruler three golden apples and set out at once.
The *padişah*, carefully following the instructions, carved one side into a smile for himself, and left the other side for every woman in his palace. Nine months later, nine beautiful princes were born – one each week. Somber thinkers could read in the countenances of each a ray of sunlight, as if reflecting the facial expression of the giver. One son was named Melek Meleck (fairly enough for having received the best apple), another son was called Ahmed Mir (clearly, the second-best grant) and destined third was foretold the renowned Cümbüş (delight inside, outer beauty) – a moniker with no reference to transformation of apples or anything. The pensive sages, willing though they were, could scarcely predict the futures of these infants…
Indeed, these boys grew up and had their share of adventures. And one fine day, a wandering mendicant knocked, introduced himself as the wondrous sage, and invited the amazed *padiş* to a feast inside his cave. They savored the ecstatic meal together, first talked about this and that, then the sage said, “Now, *Padiş*, I tell you: surely you have more apples than apples – so give at least one to just one person today.” The king, in accordance with the honorable *muftiyi’*s prodding, happily carved a seventh apple with both hands, giving it entirely to the sage for the partaking.
After the feast was done, the great sage left, but very soon returned with his young assistant. Hesitant with shame, the enchanted king guided them to a lovely garden he hadn’t bothered to look after. When the two uncovertains stepped into it, where everybody had been deserting since a while now, they laughed out loud. This illusionary garden was nothing more than a mirage, a beautiful water mobile illusion turned by putrid heat. It only seemed pleasant because the eyes were sucked out. The king was totally shell-shocked, contemplating his mistake. Owed to his experience, the two wisest men, though concerned, avoided hitting a gloomy tone. Instead, they urged the king provide a good education to the abandoned infants. They recommended the wise grandson of a holy man as a tutor, to bring to bear their skills beyond any village magician and medieval computer. They added that there is nobody who wouldn't be honored to see morals taught outside their parents' abode. All in all, couldn't the wise judges thought things through? Amazingly enough, by the time depicted in the tale, the descendants of the fabulous prince bore golden lions strapped unto their fillies so cute an image a child ages five would instantly smile. Surely, some soft pastels weren't needed there...
Аудиокнига «Gül sənavərə neylədi ? » написана автором Народное творчество в году.
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Biri var idi, biri yox idi, bir padşah var idi. Bu padşahın malının, dövlətinin həddi-hesabı yox idi. Amma özündən sonra gorunda çıraq yandıran heç bir uşağı yox idi. Bu fikir padşahı salmışdı dərdə-qəmə. Bir gün bir dərviş gəldi qapıya. Baxdı ki, padşah çox fikirdədi. Dedi: – Padşah sağ olsun, nə olub sənə, de, bəlkə dərdinə çarə elədim. Padşah dedi: – Eh, bütün həkimlər, təbiblər, yığıldı bir çarə eləyə bilmədilər, sən neyləyəcəksən? – Sən de, padşah, mən çarə edərəm. Padşah açıb dərdin dedi. Dərviş ona üç alma verib dedi: – Hərəsinin bir üzün özün ye, bir üzün də hər arvadının birinə ver! Doqquz aydan sonra hər arvaddan bir oğlun olar. Ancaq bu şərtlə ki, oğlanlarının biri mənimdi. Padşah razı oldu. Dərviş ona üç alma verib getdi. Padşah dərvişin tapşırığı kimi hər almanın bir üzünü özü yedi, bir üzünü də arvadlarına verdi. Doqquz ay, doqquz gündən sonra padşahın hər arvaddan bir oğlu oldu. Birinin adın qoydular Məlik Məmməd, birinin adın Məlik Əhməd, üçüncüsünün də adın qoydular Məlik Cümşüd. Bəli, bu uşaqlar böyüdülər. Xoruzlar banladı, səhərlər açıldı, çaqqallar uladı, axşamlar oldu, günlər dolandı, illər keçdi, bu oğlanlar on beş-on altı yaşlarında oldular. Padşah hərdən oğlanlarının boyuna baxıb fəxr eləyirdi. Bunlar belə yaşamaqda olsunlar, günlərin bir günündə dərviş qapını döydü. Bunu ötürdülər padşahın yanına. Padşah bunu görcək vədəsi yadına düşdü. Əhvalı qarışdı. Dərviş oturdu, bir az o yandan, bu yandan söhbət edəndən sonra, gəldi çıxdı mətləbin üstünə ki....
