I guess I have fallen in love again, this time with my homeland. I can’t stop thinking or writing about it. Its nature is overwhelming, especially its glorious mountains. Every turn you make, you see a different scene, a unique color, and each mountain looks distinct from the next. Brown, green, grey and glorious they are.
The mountains of Iran are like its people and its nature. Diverse in every way, from the north to the south and east to West, each having their own identity yet part of the same Whole. It is hard to see these mountains, walk in them, see them from afar and not fall in love with the most incredible nature of Iran . In every way, Iran’s mountains speak for themselves.