hands and under his protection until he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village in a sandstorm: muhammad, peace and blessings of god be upon him, and in all his travels, there are souvenirs in the cameras of these recorders of history. left now, if you look at these photos in a different way , it was on the ground and in the people's square, and it was going around iran. he did not see his bodyguards as an obstacle for people to reach him. he listened to their words and responded to their love. visited, from the barracks to the factory. this coexistence and frames of an earthen president, some of them, are an anthology and a source of inspiration for my art. they became friends so that by being together , it would be a brief review of who the martyr of the president was and what he did . they were always and everywhere in the mud, in the water, in the cold. they were the last ones, and from the place where they were closest to god, they were a complete memory. leaving and the thing that burns my heart so much is that these days of being in this burden and

at the united nations until the time he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village in the sand storm: peace be upon ali muhammad and in all his travels , there are souvenirs in the cameras. date recorders in place. it seems that these photos are being looked at differently now. dirt and crowded square was going around iran. he who went to the middle of kaparneshin did not see the circle of his guards preventing people from reaching him. he heard their words. respond to their love. visited. from the barracks to the factory. the anthology and the source of inspiration were hand-picked so that their juxtaposition can be briefly and as if reviewed , who was the martyr of the president and what did he do? he was in the mud, in the water, in the cold, at the end of the day, because he was closer to god, and he was completely withdrawn from himself. leaving memories and the thing that burns my heart is that these days in this business and in this responsibility are comfort and convenience. not see. zahra chechmaghi of sed and cima news agency. in it, i am the belie

he was placed until the time when he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village during the sandstorm. peace be upon ali muhammad and in all his travels, souvenirs were left in the cameras of these recorders of history, and now these photos are looked at in a different way. it was dirt and in the square with people and it was going around iran. he did not see his circle of protectors as an obstacle for people to reach him. he heard their words. he responded to their love. visited . from the barracks to the factory. this coexistence and frames of an earthy president, some of them are a collection and they have become a source of inspiration for artists because of their juxtaposition. let's briefly review who the martyr of the president was and what he did. they were always and everywhere in the mud, in the water, in the cold . they were the closest to god . it hurts that you don't see comfort in these days of being in this business and this responsibility. zahra chekhmoghi of sed and cima news agency. the guardian council, like any other institution, needed

at the united nations until the time he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village in a sandstorm: peace be upon ali muhammad and in all his travels , there are souvenirs in the cameras. the recorders of history were left behind, which is different now. it is worth paying attention to these photos that he was on the ground and in the square with people , and he was looking around iran, even among the people of kapar. he left his bodyguards to prevent people from reaching him , he didn't see them, he heard their words, he responded to their kindness , he visited the barracks to the factory of this symbiosis. and the frames of an earthen president , some of them have become an anthology and a source of inspiration for artists, so that they can be briefly and vividly reviewed as the martyr of the president. who was he and what did he do? they were always and everywhere in the mud, in the water, in the cold. i was the last one , because i was closer to god , and they left me. there is comfort in being in this guise and in this responsibility and the comfort of n

at the united nations until the time he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village during the sand storm. and a souvenir in all his travels the cameras of these recorders of history left traces that now look at these photos in a different way . he was on the ground and in the square full of people and he was walking around iran. he did not see and hear their words. he responded to their love. visited. from the barracks to the factory. this coexistence and frames of an earthen president, some of them have become an anthology and a source of inspiration for artists. in order to briefly review their juxtaposition , who was the martyr of the president and what did he do. they are always and everywhere. in the mud, in the water, in the cold, i am the last that since he was closer to god, he left and left a lot of memories of himself, and the thing that burns my heart is that these days, when he was in this part and in this responsibility , he did not see comfort. zahra chekhmaghi of sed and vasima news agency atassozi murad. and the forests of the highlands of pa

until then , he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village during thesand storm. peace be upon ali muhammad and in all his travels , he had souvenirs in the cameras of this recorder history left behind that now these photos are looked at in a different way. it was dirt and in the square with people and it was going around iran. he did not see the circle of his protectors as an obstacle to the people reaching him. he heard their words. he responded to their love. visited. from the barracks to the factory. this coexistence and frames of an earthen president, some of them became collections and sources of inspiration for artists. until they are put together, short and expressive. let's review who the martyred president was and what he did. they are always and everywhere in the mud, in the water, in the cold. finally, from where to god was closer to draw and leave. they left a lot of memories of themselves and the thing that burns my heart is that they don't see comfort in these days when they are in this burden and in this responsibility. zahra charkh of s

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at the united nations until the time he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchanlage in the sand storm: ali's thanks and in all his travels , there are souvenirs in the cameras. the recorders of history were left behind, and now we look at these photos in a different way. he was on the ground and in the square full of people , and he was looking around iran. you could hear him replying to their love by visiting. kurdish from the barracks the factory of this symbiosis and the frames of an earthen president, some of them have become an anthology and a source of inspiration for artists, so that their juxtaposition can be briefly and as if reviewed, who was the martyr of the president and what did he do. they were always and everywhere in the mud, in the water , in the cold. that from there it was closer to god to fill up and go away from themselves , leaving a whole memory, and the thing that burns my heart is that these days of being in this business and in this responsibility, you don't see comfort. zahra chekhmaghi of the sedav sima news agency, passing through th

at the united nations until the time he continued to visit bam areas in the crowd of the people of kruchan village during the sand storm. and in all his travels , souvenirs were left in the cameras of these recorders of history, and now these photos are looked at in a different way. it was dirt and in the square with people and it was going around iran. he who went to the people of kapar did not see the circle of his protectors preventing people from reaching him. he heard their words. for his love that answer said he visited the barracks to the factory of this symbiosis and the frames of an earthen president some of them became an anthology and a source of inspiration for the artists, so that they could be briefly reviewed, who was the martyr of the president, and what did he do . in the last cold, from the place where i was closest to god , i left a lot of memories and the thing that burns my heart is that these days , when i was in this responsibility and in this responsibility , i didn't see any comfort. zahra chekhmoghi of sed and cima news agency. in the first months of the 13th gove