@m_olni: أكتب شيء تؤجر عليه#أبو_خطّاب أكبر برج ساعة هي أكبر ساعة في العالم، ساعة مكة)، وتقع على قمة برج الساعة في مجمع أبراج البيت بمكة المكرمة. يبلغ ارتفاعها حوالي 601 مترًا ، وتتميز الأوبخ والجهات كبيرة يمكن رؤيتها من مسافات بعيدة تم تصميمها على الطراز الإسلامي، وتضم العديد من الميزات الفريدة، بما في ذلك لفظ الجلالة «الله أكبر وأكبر هلال تم صنعه حتى الآن. معلومات إضافية عن ساعة مكة: الارتفاع والوزن يبلغ ارتفاع برج الساعة 601 متراً، ويصل وزن الساعة بالكامل إلى 36,000 طن، وفقا لوكالة الأنباء السعودية تحتوي الساعة على أربع واجهات، كل منها يبلغ حجمها 43 مترًا للواجهتين الأمامية والخلفية وحوالي 43 مترًا للواجهتين الجانبيتين. الزخرفة: يزين قمة الساعة لفظ الجلالة «الله أكبر، حيث يبلغ طول حرف الألف في كلمة «الله أكثر من 23 مترا، كما يزينها هلال يبلغ قطره 23 متزا وفقا لموقع كارديل. يرتبط مركز توقيت مكة المكرمة بشبكة التوقيت العالمي UTC». الإضاءة ستخدم الساعة 21,000 مصباح LED باللونين الأخضر والأبيض الإضاءتها أثناء الأذان، ويمكن رؤية الأضواء على بعد مسافة كبيرة. #آيات_قرآنية_جاهزه_للتصميم #savagechallenge #أحمد_الحذيفي #محمد_أيوب #القرآن_الكريم #الطبيعة #سويسرا_اكسبلور #tiktokchallenge #قرآن_كريم #شاشة_سوداء #مشاهدات_تيك_توك #علي_جابر #foryoupage #قرآن #اكسبلور #المنشاوي #duet #مناظر_طبيعيه #احمد_طالب

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استغفرالله العظيم وأتوب إليه
2026-07-20 04:43:08
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ابي اكون سبب بستغفار ٤٠ شخص
2026-07-20 12:13:17
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💤🤍𝒜𝒷𝓊 𝒻𝒶𝒽𝒹 :
كلنا مقصرين ، فأستغفروا .🤍
2026-07-22 07:26:53
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يا خوان خشو الحساب وسمعو القران وشكرا
2026-07-20 06:26:47
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الكوب فارغ املوه بالاستغفار..🤍
2026-07-20 09:19:42
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Такбир
2026-07-21 09:21:15
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اللّٰهم صلي على محمد وال محمد
2026-07-20 18:10:07
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Такбир
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استغفرالله واتوب آليه
2026-07-20 05:08:50
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استغفرالله العظيم واتوب اليه عدد خلقه ورضا نفسه وزنه عرشه ومداد كلماته
2026-07-20 15:32:23
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•سبحان الله وبحمده •سبحان الله العظيم
2026-07-20 10:17:49
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لا إله إلا الله
2026-07-20 10:11:03
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الله اكبر
2026-07-20 07:22:51
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استغفرلله العلي العظيم وأتوب إليه
2026-07-20 10:49:58
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الحمدلله
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الله اكبر
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لا اله الا الله محمد رسول الله
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pov: sunghoon always caught your attention in the club. he was effortlessly handsome, but that wasn’t the reason. he sunghoon was the complete opposite pf everyone. while everyone else moved around the club, he stayed in the same place. always. he usually occupied a booth tucked away in the corner with a few friends, quietly sipping whatever drink was in front of him. he rarely joined conversations for long, rarely laughed loudly, and never seemed interested in approaching anyone. yet somehow, your eyes always found him. it became a habit. every weekend, you’d unconsciously search for the familiar corner the moment you entered the club. and every weekend, he’d be there. sometimes checking his phone, sometimes listening to his friends, and sometimes simply watching the crowd. it didn’t take long before curiosity completely took over. “who’s that guy?” you asked one of the bartenders one night while casually pointing toward his table. the bartender followed your gaze. “sunghoon?” so that was his name... sunghoon. you repeated it in your mind several times afterward. after that, noticing him became impossible to stop. the more you observed him, the more interesting he became. he never flirted. never entertained anyone who approached him. never looked interested whenever girls tried talking to him. it was strange. because someone like him could easily have anyone’s attention if he wanted it. yet he always seemed distant. untouchable. what made things worse was that sometimes—you caught him looking at you too. at first, you thought you imagined it. then it happened again and again. you’d glance toward his corner and find him already looking. only for him to calmly look away seconds later. it was enough to make your heart act ridiculous. eventually, curiosity won. one friday night, after spending nearly thirty minutes arguing with yourself, you marched straight toward his table. sunghoon looked up immediately. his friends exchanged amused glances. you nearly turned around. too late now. taking a deep breath, you sat in the empty seat beside him. “hi.” sunghoon blinked. then smiled slightly. “hi.” his voice was deeper than you expected. for a moment, neither of you spoke. the awkwardness nearly killed you. thankfully, he broke the silence first. “you’ve been staring at me for weeks.” your eyes widened. “excuse me?” his smile grew. “i’m kidding.” you immediately groaned. and for the first time, sunghoon laughed. it wasn’t loud. but it was enough to make your heart skip. somehow, that awkward conversation turned into another one. then another. and eventually, it became routine. every weekend, you’d find yourself sitting beside sunghoon. sometimes talking for hours. sometimes simply existing in comfortable silence. you learned that he wasn’t actually a club person. his friends practically dragged him there every weekend. “then why do you keep coming?” you asked one night. sunghoon shrugged. “they stop bothering me when i agree.” you laughed. “that’s a terrible reason.” “works every time.” he always answered like that. simple and honest. and somehow funny without trying.  before you knew it, weekends became your favorite part of the week.  and somehow that became something you looked forward to. which was probably dangerous. because somewhere along the way, you started liking him a lot. then one night—he wasn’t there. you arrived at the club expecting to see him in his usual corner. except the seat was empty. your chest sank. trying not to overthink it, you sat at the bar and ordered a drink. then another and another. by midnight, disappointment had mixed with alcohol far too successfully. and you had completely given up pretending you weren’t upset. maybe he was busy. maybe he had somewhere better to be. maybe he simply didn’t want to come anymore. none of those thoughts helped. eventually, you wandered onto the dance floor. (comsec++) #enhypenpov #enhypen #sunghoon #sunghoonpov #fyp
pov: sunghoon always caught your attention in the club. he was effortlessly handsome, but that wasn’t the reason. he sunghoon was the complete opposite pf everyone. while everyone else moved around the club, he stayed in the same place. always. he usually occupied a booth tucked away in the corner with a few friends, quietly sipping whatever drink was in front of him. he rarely joined conversations for long, rarely laughed loudly, and never seemed interested in approaching anyone. yet somehow, your eyes always found him. it became a habit. every weekend, you’d unconsciously search for the familiar corner the moment you entered the club. and every weekend, he’d be there. sometimes checking his phone, sometimes listening to his friends, and sometimes simply watching the crowd. it didn’t take long before curiosity completely took over. “who’s that guy?” you asked one of the bartenders one night while casually pointing toward his table. the bartender followed your gaze. “sunghoon?” so that was his name... sunghoon. you repeated it in your mind several times afterward. after that, noticing him became impossible to stop. the more you observed him, the more interesting he became. he never flirted. never entertained anyone who approached him. never looked interested whenever girls tried talking to him. it was strange. because someone like him could easily have anyone’s attention if he wanted it. yet he always seemed distant. untouchable. what made things worse was that sometimes—you caught him looking at you too. at first, you thought you imagined it. then it happened again and again. you’d glance toward his corner and find him already looking. only for him to calmly look away seconds later. it was enough to make your heart act ridiculous. eventually, curiosity won. one friday night, after spending nearly thirty minutes arguing with yourself, you marched straight toward his table. sunghoon looked up immediately. his friends exchanged amused glances. you nearly turned around. too late now. taking a deep breath, you sat in the empty seat beside him. “hi.” sunghoon blinked. then smiled slightly. “hi.” his voice was deeper than you expected. for a moment, neither of you spoke. the awkwardness nearly killed you. thankfully, he broke the silence first. “you’ve been staring at me for weeks.” your eyes widened. “excuse me?” his smile grew. “i’m kidding.” you immediately groaned. and for the first time, sunghoon laughed. it wasn’t loud. but it was enough to make your heart skip. somehow, that awkward conversation turned into another one. then another. and eventually, it became routine. every weekend, you’d find yourself sitting beside sunghoon. sometimes talking for hours. sometimes simply existing in comfortable silence. you learned that he wasn’t actually a club person. his friends practically dragged him there every weekend. “then why do you keep coming?” you asked one night. sunghoon shrugged. “they stop bothering me when i agree.” you laughed. “that’s a terrible reason.” “works every time.” he always answered like that. simple and honest. and somehow funny without trying. before you knew it, weekends became your favorite part of the week. and somehow that became something you looked forward to. which was probably dangerous. because somewhere along the way, you started liking him a lot. then one night—he wasn’t there. you arrived at the club expecting to see him in his usual corner. except the seat was empty. your chest sank. trying not to overthink it, you sat at the bar and ordered a drink. then another and another. by midnight, disappointment had mixed with alcohol far too successfully. and you had completely given up pretending you weren’t upset. maybe he was busy. maybe he had somewhere better to be. maybe he simply didn’t want to come anymore. none of those thoughts helped. eventually, you wandered onto the dance floor. (comsec++) #enhypenpov #enhypen #sunghoon #sunghoonpov #fyp

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