Imam Ghazali (Rh) once was a story

One person was walking in the jungle. Suddenly
He saw a lion pursued him. He
Started running in the jungle. Go somewhere
A
Waterless well
Got to see He closed his eyes
He jumped up. He was hanging to fall asleep
Rope
Seeing it caught up and grabbed it
Stayed in the state. Than above
Seeing the face of Kaua
The lion stood in wait for him to eat
There
He saw a huge snake down
Get down
There is more than waiting. More on the danger
A white was seen as a danger
More
A black rat her
Biting the rope bites. Such
Frustration
What to do in situations when he understands
Could not
Suddenly, Tarsan is connected to the well
The tree saw a beehive. He
What
Think of that honeybee
He threw his fingers in the honey and saw it.
That sweet sweetness is so much more than that
Was that he's up for some moments at the top
The roar of the lion, the bottom snake, and the other
Rope spines
Forget the rats
Then his danger became invincible
Stood up
Imam Ghazali (Rh)
To give
Went and said:
This lion is our death, which is always our death
We are running away. That snake
Being
Tomb. Which is ours
Are waiting. The rope is ours
Life, to whom to survive, to survive. White
Rat is the day, and black rats are the night, who
Every time
Gradually the life span of our lives
Reduce our lives to death
Going on And the beehive is the world Whose
Little sourness
If we look at it, we will see it
Forget about the terrible danger of the quadruple
Forced
Allah is our five times the Prayer