Those small field of flowers in English are called Canola, mainly used for making cooking oil, here in Australia we have "broad acre farming" so the way I can explain that, I was on a cycling tour on the back roads of N.S.W. it was late afternoon, a warm tail breeze was pushing me along,from memory it was early summer, each side of me as I went flogging down that black ribbon of bitumen, didn't matter which direction I looked, horizon to horizon, nothing but a sea of bright yellow to Golden yellow (as I looked towards the setting sun) flowering Canola plants, gorgeous, under a blue sky, I will never forget it.
خواهران گرامی جمیله خانم و زلیخا جان شما آز بهترین هاي روزگار هستید واقعا برنامه دلچسب و خيلی زیبا همیشه خوش وسلامت و سعادت مند باشید ❤❤❤❤ بيننده برنامه‌های خوبه تانرا از شمالی ترین کشورهای اروپائی ❤❤
نام خدا زنده و سلامت باشین خواهران عزیزم، منم افغانستانی هستم ولی فعلا خارج از افغانستان در غربت زندگی میکنم خیلی دلم برای افغانستان تنگ شده وقتی این ویدیو های شما را با آن طبیعت زیبا و زندگی سادیی روستایی میبینم احساس خوبی به من میده
یادش بخیر افغانستان، چه دورانی بود.! من صدوچهل وشش سال میشود که از افغانستان مهاجرت کردم و در خارج زندگی می کنم. از زمانیکه شش ساله بودم از آنجا فرار کردم از دست عبدالرحمان قاتل کثیف.😢 و می بینم که هنوز این کشور و زندگی روستاییش مانند صدو پنجاه سال پیش هست و هیچ فرقی نکرده. این فیلم و دره های سرسبزش من را یاد دوران کودکیم انداخت. بسیار سپاس گرازم😊
Başların da yönetenler din İslam adına zulüm ediyor o yüzden yönetenler değişmediği sürece 150 yıl daha geçse değişen bir şey olmayacak Allah yardımcıları olsun inşallah
سلام اینجا کجای افغانستان است لطفا توضیح بدین زیر نویس کنید. بسیار جای زیبا وبکری هست خبری از وحشیگری و آزارهای زنان نیست.. لطفا زیر نویس داشته باشید .ممنون
My appeal to every Muslim, my brother or sister, the owner of the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' How many times I called and talked and tried hard, but no one responded. Oh man, we are with you. My mother ordered us food from the restaurant. More and today. My mother left. Crying. She said, Why are you crying, my mother? She said, My daughter, I ask. God, that I may be honored by death. She said, Why, my mother. She cursed us. She said, "My daughter, today the restaurant owner insulted me. I said, 'Why?' I said, 'How can I be better than people?' I ask God, my daughter. May God gather me. With death alone, a gathering that is better than this humiliation and this humiliation. It is true. I am saying this. It diminishes my value and respect. But, man. I swear to God that I did not say this. I kiss your boots. I am so hungry that my conscience no longer allows me to let you go and ask us for food. I kiss your boots, man, and I ask you by God Almighty and in the Book of God, man, I kiss your boots, man. He has caused us harm, my brother, so that we can buy a kilo of flour and pay the rent. My brother, have mercy on us. He who is in the show will have mercy on you, He who is in the sky. My brother, this is my WhatsApp number: 00967713348473. Whoever can help us, message me on WhatsApp. We will send him the full name. He will transfer us as much as he can. May Allah reward you. Allah knows that my family and I, our house rent is 15 thousand Yemeni riyals per month, and now we owe 45 thousand for 3 months. The owner of the house is one of those people who do not have mercy. By Allah, my brother, he comes every day and humiliates us and talks about us and wants to throw us out of the house and into the street because we were unable to pay him the rent. We will have until the end of the week, and if we pay him, he will swear by Allah that he will throw us out into the street without mercy. See my situation for yourselves. I ask you by Allah, the Living, the Eternal, to help me. By Allah, the Almighty, even at night we cannot sleep from fear. We do not have mattresses or blankets to warm ourselves from the cold. Everything is flooded from the rain, and we have no one but Allah and then you. My brothers, I kiss your boots, don’t turn me away empty-handed. Help us with whatever you can. Is it acceptable to you that we live in this place? We are girls and we have no one. Our father died in a car accident. Consider us your daughters and your honor, and help me with whatever you can. May God reward you with good =>[[}>] ^][/*&;;&;&&;•̥·-`.`.`.`.`.•.,¸-•~~.,+:?+&%--♡! ¸°꒰·̮ •̥😢😢√√√√`^``^😢^```^¶¶¶¶!!!!!!......... ~~~♡~~~~~~~♡♡~~/)(/~~😢~~,,,,..😢 😢😢“。。救。，”。。，。。
Those small field of flowers in English are called Canola, mainly used for making cooking oil, here in Australia we have "broad acre farming" so the way I can explain that, I was on a cycling tour on the back roads of N.S.W. it was late afternoon, a warm tail breeze was pushing me along,from memory it was early summer, each side of me as I went flogging down that black ribbon of bitumen, didn't matter which direction I looked, horizon to horizon, nothing but a sea of bright yellow to Golden yellow (as I looked towards the setting sun) flowering Canola plants, gorgeous, under a blue sky, I will never forget it.
Anda sedang menyanyi.. dengan nyanyian merdu dan sendu...
Este córrego de águas Cristina me encanta tanto que parece um sonho e nada mais. Vocês são ótimas até a próxima
Que lugar tan hermoso 🤩🤩🤩 y la comida se vé deliciosa 👍🏻😋😋 felicidades y salud para ustedes chicas son muy lindas y trabajadoras ❤️🙏🏻
Wat een mooi landschap maar het water ver weg Best veel vlees vlees is hier in Nederland duur kip gaat nog veel geluk en liefde 🇾🇪💋🙏🏾❤🍅🍅🍅🍅🧅🧅🧅
The food you cook is so delicious. There's nothing better than enjoying a delicious dish in this beautiful setting, my friend.
خواهران گرامی جمیله خانم و زلیخا جان شما آز بهترین هاي روزگار هستید واقعا برنامه دلچسب و خيلی زیبا همیشه خوش وسلامت و سعادت مند باشید ❤❤❤❤
بيننده برنامه‌های خوبه تانرا از شمالی ترین کشورهای اروپائی ❤❤
نام خدا زنده و سلامت باشین خواهران عزیزم، منم افغانستانی هستم ولی فعلا خارج از افغانستان در غربت زندگی میکنم خیلی دلم برای افغانستان تنگ شده وقتی این ویدیو های شما را با آن طبیعت زیبا و زندگی سادیی روستایی میبینم احساس خوبی به من میده
It was great my friend 😍🧡
😊😊❤Good food.Hello from finland.😊
❤❤❤❤🎉🎉Oh my god, you're amazing. I love your cartoon so much.
افرین ❤❤
Coffee and Kilkin. My breakfast today 😸 ☕️🎥📼
And dont laugh why I woke up this late😂 Did not get sleep in the night 🥴🙀
😃Good video Kilkin team 👏good Chefs 👌👍and good food , Nice place ⛰⛰. 😃👋👋
Муха😂 сказал Шурик 🪰
There is no spice in the food. I wonder how it tastes.
Nevertheless, I love watching your vdos. I miss Zuleikha and Jamila. All the best. Keep it up.
Wowww ❤❤🤤🤤
wow wow
Bread on the grill
The cooked food is really delicious
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I enjoyed
❤❤So delicious👌👍Thank you very much Amazing vidéo!!
در ضمن این خانم ها که همجنس خودم هستند بسیار زیبا هستند مخصوصا اون خانم قد بلند تره والا جاش هالیووده❤
Where's Zulaikha Jan I hope she's in good health
I like the nature. ⛰️🏞️🌱🍀🌻🌼🌸🪷🪻🌷🌾🪴🌞
یادش بخیر افغانستان، چه دورانی بود.!
من صدوچهل وشش سال میشود که از افغانستان مهاجرت کردم و در خارج زندگی می کنم. از زمانیکه شش ساله بودم از آنجا فرار کردم از دست عبدالرحمان قاتل کثیف.😢
و می بینم که هنوز این کشور و زندگی روستاییش مانند صدو پنجاه سال پیش هست و هیچ فرقی نکرده. این فیلم و دره های سرسبزش من را یاد دوران کودکیم انداخت. بسیار سپاس گرازم😊
Başların da yönetenler din İslam adına zulüm ediyor o yüzden yönetenler değişmediği sürece 150 yıl daha geçse değişen bir şey olmayacak Allah yardımcıları olsun inşallah
😍😍😍
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
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ماشاءالله تبارك الرحمن
💖🥰🌷💚
ماشاءاللّٰه
Hi.❤
Where is zolaikha sister 😢
She is there too.
Thanks for reply bro I'm from paktia 🇦🇫 I live same life these girls inspire me @@Kilkin-
@@Kilkin-where there? 🤨😄
Hiding in the bushes maybe 😆
Where's Zulaikha Jan I hope she's in good health from Washington DC USA
سلام اینجا کجای افغانستان است لطفا توضیح بدین زیر نویس کنید. بسیار جای زیبا وبکری هست خبری از وحشیگری و آزارهای زنان نیست.. لطفا زیر نویس داشته باشید .ممنون
سلام اینجا بامیان است
اين زليخه وجميله
My appeal to every Muslim, my brother or sister, the owner of the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' How many times I called and talked and tried hard, but no one responded. Oh man, we are with you. My mother ordered us food from the restaurant. More and today. My mother left. Crying. She said, Why are you crying, my mother? She said, My daughter, I ask. God, that I may be honored by death. She said, Why, my mother. She cursed us. She said, "My daughter, today the restaurant owner insulted me. I said, 'Why?' I said, 'How can I be better than people?' I ask God, my daughter. May God gather me. With death alone, a gathering that is better than this humiliation and this humiliation. It is true. I am saying this. It diminishes my value and respect. But, man. I swear to God that I did not say this. I kiss your boots. I am so hungry that my conscience no longer allows me to let you go and ask us for food. I kiss your boots, man, and I ask you by God Almighty and in the Book of God, man, I kiss your boots, man. He has caused us harm, my brother, so that we can buy a kilo of flour and pay the rent. My brother, have mercy on us. He who is in the show will have mercy on you, He who is in the sky. My brother, this is my WhatsApp number: 00967713348473. Whoever can help us, message me on WhatsApp. We will send him the full name. He will transfer us as much as he can. May Allah reward you. Allah knows that my family and I, our house rent is 15 thousand Yemeni riyals per month, and now we owe 45 thousand for 3 months. The owner of the house is one of those people who do not have mercy. By Allah, my brother, he comes every day and humiliates us and talks about us and wants to throw us out of the house and into the street because we were unable to pay him the rent. We will have until the end of the week, and if we pay him, he will swear by Allah that he will throw us out into the street without mercy. See my situation for yourselves. I ask you by Allah, the Living, the Eternal, to help me. By Allah, the Almighty, even at night we cannot sleep from fear. We do not have mattresses or blankets to warm ourselves from the cold. Everything is flooded from the rain, and we have no one but Allah and then you. My brothers, I kiss your boots, don’t turn me away empty-handed. Help us with whatever you can. Is it acceptable to you that we live in this place? We are girls and we have no one. Our father died in a car accident. Consider us your daughters and your honor, and help me with whatever you can. May God reward you with good =>[[}>] ^][/*&;;&;&&;•̥·-`.`.`.`.`.•.,¸-•~~.,+:?+&%--♡! ¸°꒰·̮ •̥😢😢√√√√`^``^😢^```^¶¶¶¶!!!!!!......... ~~~♡~~~~~~~♡♡~~/)(/~~😢~~,,,,..😢 😢😢“。。救。，”。。，。。
Khobai khobai. In kuja ast
Is it from Afganistan?
Yes