Spring
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AdminHomeland in Spring – A poem by Mustafa Sepahnia
The scent of the breeze, grass, and basil has arrived, it is spring. The pulse of the homeland has been taken its mountains have been drawn upon. برد On top of his head, he carried a purple flower from the snowy plains in his embrace. It has captured the melody of its own playful […]...
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Spring – A poem by Reza Ekvanian
ببینیم Which alley should we pass through to see the green of spring? Let’s see that the red blood of happiness does not remain on the pedestrian path! It means that ان As year after year passes, the news of the arrival of a new year comes to you. پیدا کنیم It shouldn’t be a […]...
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