Snowy-frosty days left behind. Hearts are eating from a flock of greens. Spring nasim on the mother ground began. In nature, there is a miraculous harmony: yesterday, from Snow-White stumps, bent, in the frigid Frost, dipping doves, today wrote a Bud. On the thin branches the flower grew, the groomed gardens became butterflies and pelaris became soups.
The grass, which misses the boiling Taft of the sun, exudes the eye, and the bruise stretches. Awakening, renewal, rejuvenation landscapes in the whole being.
The awakening, renewal and rejuvenation in existence are free, and the eternal holiday, abundance, fullness and kindness symbolize the end of our prosperous homeland-Navruz Alam