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Ali bin Abi Talib bin Abdul Muttalib Al-Hashimi Al-Qurashi, Abu Al-Hassan. The Commander of the Faithful, the fourth of the Rightly-Guided Caliphs, one of the ten missionaries, the Prophet’s cousin and son-in-law, one of the brave and heroic, and one of the greatest preachers and scholars of the judiciary, and the first people to embrace Islam after Khadija. He was born in Mecca, and raised in the lap of the Prophet (peace be upon him) and did not separate from him. The brigade was in his hand in most of the scenes. And when the Prophet (peace be upon him) made brotherhood among his companions, he said to him: You are my brother. He assumed the caliphate after the killing of Othman bin Affan (in the year 35 AH), so some of the great companions asked to arrest and kill the killers of Othman, and Ali avoided sedition, so he waited. Ali was victorious after the deaths of the two teams reached ten thousand. Then the battle of Siffin (in the year 37 AH) and the summary of its news was that Ali dismissed Muawiyah from the Wilayat of al-Sham on the day of the caliphate. Ali and Muawiyah, and Abu Musa announced that, and Amr disagreed with Muawiyah, so the Muslims split into three sections: the first pledged allegiance to Muawiyah, who are the people of Levant, and the second maintained his pledge of allegiance to Ali, who are the people of Kufa, and the third separated them and repented of Ali being satisfied with arbitration. The battle of Nahrawan (in the year 38 AH) was between Ali and the father of arbitration, and they had disbelieved in Ali and called him to repentance, and they gathered a crowd, so he fought them, and they were all killed, and they were one thousand and eight hundred, among them a group of the best companions. Ali resided in Kufa (the house of his caliphate) until Abd al-Rahman ibn Muljim al-Muradi killed him in the famous plot of 17 Ramadan. He differed in the location of his grave. He narrated 586 hadiths from the Prophet (pbuh). His ring was engraved (God is the King) and his speeches, sayings and messages were collected in a book called (Nahj al-Balaghah - i), and most researchers doubt that it is all attributed to him. As for what the owners of stories narrate from his poetry and what they collected and named (Diwan Ali bin Abi Talib - i), most or all of it is trampled upon. He was exaggerated by the ignorant while he was still alive: He brought a group of people saying his deification, so he forbade them and rebuked them and warned them, so they became more insistent, so he made a hole for them between the door of the mosque and the palace, and set fire to it and said: I will drive you into it or you will return, but they refused, so he threw them into it. He was tan, with a large belly and eyes, close to a palace, a snub nose, delicate arms, and a beard that was full between his shoulders.

From the poems of Imam Ali bin Abi Talib:

The people on the side of the statue are competent
Affection and brotherhood have changed
Let them be mentioned, for they have no loyalty
How many hours to get rich he didn't get it
You save from the world, for its annihilation
They are two states of strength and prosperity
If the judiciary holds you an order
Safe after the Prophet was shrouded and buried
The Messenger of God helped us when they managed
Your life is breath count, the more
And what is a wishful living request?
If you, by Shura, take control of their affairs
Did you not see my people when their brother called them?
I am Ali and Ibn Abdul Muttalib we are
I am the affiliated Arab boy
For your age, a person is nothing but his religion
If it contains despair of hearts
I say to myself and she
What did my tears become when I was coming down?
Ali Ibn Abd when he came to fight
Drape hit the heroes in the troughs
Forced people to repent
I am the son of Dhul Hawdeen Abdul Muttalib
Aba flame, your hands will be held, Aba flame
Fulfillment gone gone yesterday going
Wear the robe of patience when calamities
Eternity sometimes stifles his necklace
Don't ask for a living in humiliation and gain
If you ask me how are you?
He covers one's faults with his wealth
I overcame all severe and overcame it
If the world were to gain cleverness
And the best oath of God to a man is his intellect
It is no wonder in our days
Be the son of whoever you want and acquire literature
O immoral, ignorant of lineage
I tell myself it's tight
I disciplined myself, and I did not find her
The offer is sound, from the cautious answer
And the fool speaks to me ignorantly
Dress your brother up for his faults
Scientific prolific and moral polite
If you want to get up, scroll repeatedly
Two things if you cry blood over them
The time and the days are only as you can see
Mali stood on the graves as a Muslim
Threatening me with the newborn great
Damn and miserable to you, son of his threshold
Oh Lord, prove my feet and my heart
You will testify to me with stabbing and stabbing the banner
I am Ali and Ibn Abd al-Muttalib is polite
This is for you from the majority boy
I am Ali and Ibn Abdul Muttalib protect me
I am Ali and Ibn Abdul Muttalib
God refused but that Siffin is our home
What a lil boy my brother is amazing
Night Hole terrorizes the majestic
Azd is my sword against all enemies
O you who ask about my companions
Well, I am a preacher and polite
If the world turns against you, find it
I was amazed at the injured buck
Hussein if you are in town
Heart sore from the pain of sins
A lover I don't have a lover yet