This is a photo of one of my beloved mountains named Leila, located in Langeroud, Gilan, Iran.....

AND NOW let me speak of other things. On a day when He and I were alone walking in a field, we were both hungry, and we came to a wild apple tree. There were only two apples hanging on the bough. And he held the trunk of the trr with His arm and shook it, and the two apples fell down.
He picked them both up and gave one to me. The otherHe held in His hand.
In my hunger I ate the apple, and ate it fast.
Then I looked at Him and I saw that He still held the other apple in His hand.
And He gave it to me saying: "Eat this also"
And I took the apple, and in my shameless hunger I ate it.
And as we walked on I looked upon His face…
He had given me the two apples. And I knew He was hungry even as I was hungry.
But I now know that in giving them to me He had been satisfied.

YOU ARE indeed charitable when you give, and while giving turn your face away so that you may not see the shyness of the receiver.
(taken from Selections of Gibran Khalil Gibran)

Nowrooz
And about Nowrooz: IT is the most important celebration between Iranian which should be held in the first day of the first month ( farvardin ) of shamsi year.
Times ago two big ceremonies were to be held each year. One, named Mehregan, was held in the first days of winter and the second one, which shows warm days, was Nowrooz (The first days of spring).
Nowrooz celebration even in Zoroaster time was held in the first days of Farvardin.
In Sasanien time Nowrooz wasn’t located in the first day of spring and Farvardin .It didn’t have a special day for its own. It was like the other Muslims celebration like Qorban , Fetr etc. One of the Saljughies kings decided to determine a special day for Nowrooz according to stars situation. So every four years, they consider a year of 366 days, named Kabiseh(leap year). In ancient times Iranian people held a ceremony in the last 12 days of Esfand named Farvardegan. They cried and remembered the dead persons and served their beloved foods. They believed that they were alive there beside their family and immediately after this ceremony they started Nowrooz celebration which was just for happiness.
Nowadays we don’t celebrate Farvardegan. In the last Tuesday night of the following year, we celebrate a custom named Chaharshanbe Souri(means a ceremony for Wednesday).The root of this tradition goes back to Zoroaster time because they worshiped fire…People collect something(like woods, straw, papers etc) to burn them and make fire with them. While they are jumping up the fire they whisper a sentence in Persian that is sung in the poem way which means "Take my sickness, give your cheerful color to my appearance". We prefer to eat vegetative foods for dinner and we have a kind of nut for that night which is called ajile chaharshanbe souri and that's it.
Nowrooz’s power was really interesting. We celebrate it each year. The whole family try to gather seven things (mostly the things which are common) which the first letter of each one begins with S (or sin in Persian) like SIB(apple), SERKE(vinegar), SEKKE(coin), SENJED(kind of a tree & its fruit which resembles the mountain-ash), SAMANOU(kind of dish with juice of germinating wheat or malt mixed with flour), SABZE(developed wheat), SOMAGH(no equivalent in English), also Qoraan , mirror and a small red fish which is in a jar. After gathering these, the families set them at table-cloth, sit round this collection and wait until the first minutes of the New Year. It is also a custom to say your prayer and ask God to help you have a good and successful year.
In the first days of Nowrooz we go to our relative’s house(for showing respect first the younger ones go to meet the older members of the family), meat each other, welcome each other with open arms and the guests will be served with nuts, cookies, tea, Samanou, candies and fruits. The elders give gifts (mostly money) to the children of the family.
It goes like this till the 13th day of Farvardin( the first month of spring in Iran) people go to the nature and wish a year full of happiness , success and beauty for themselves . it is custom to fasten the grasses and want your wishes .

Blogging experience
Actually it was the first time that I started making web logs. At first I was completely confused and I didn’t know what to do and where to start from but fortunately with my lecturer’s help I made it.
You know it is a nice feeling when you yourself make something especially for the first time. Being honest, I LOVE IT.

Hi!I am shima,shima farhesh.I'm19 years old and still a college student of az-zahra university in Tehran,Iran.I've been studing english literature for 2 years and enjoy living with a lot of my friends in the dorm because my family,in fact my parents,live in the city where I was born in,lahijan.I have two older brothers,Nima(the older and the married one,computer software engineer who live in the south lands of iran) and pourya(the mine discovering engineer who is working as a consulting engineer now).As you see,both of them like me live apart from my parents and especially from where they basically belong.
And about my city:Lahijan is a city in Iran's Gilan province, on the shores of Caspian Sea and south of Langroud or Langrood. It had an estimated population of 61,953 in 2005.[1] It is historically the first town in iran to have tea plantations, today having the biggest area of tea cultivation in Iran. "Lahijan Spring Tea" is the best quality tea produced in the country. Prince Mohammad Mirza known as "Kashef-ol-Saltaneh" who was born in Lahijan was the first mayor of Tehran. While being the Iranian ambassador to india under British rule, he knew the British would not allow him to learn about tea production secrets as it was their biggest business in India that time. So being fluent in French, the prince pretended to be a French laborer and started to work in tea plantations and factories to learn how to produce tea and later secretly took it to Iran. His tomb in Lahijan is now "Iran Tea Museum". Lahijan rice, tea, silk and cookies are also well-known and sold all over the country. The nearest Caspian beach to Lahijan is "Chamkhaleh Beach". Places of interest: Lahijan Pool (Estakhr) Four King Tomb (Char Padshah) Golshan Bath Sheykh Zahed Guilani Tomb Lahijan Fresh Produce Market No.1 and No.2 Brick Bridge of Langrood Chamkhaleh Beach

I asked for....
I asked for strength...
and Allah gave me difficulties to make me strong

I asked for wisdom...
and Allah gave me problems to solve

I asked for prosperity...
and Allah gave me Brain and Brown to work

I asked for courage...
and Allah gave me danger to overcome

I asked for LOVE...
and Allah gave me troubled people to help

I asked for favors...
and Allah gave me opportunities

I recieved nothing I wanted
I recieved everything I NEEDED
My Prayers Has Been Answered .

(taken from Zamzam magazine)

Open the windows, my friend!
Do you remember that a hostile fire burnt the earth?
The leaves were all faded;
What did the thirstiness do with the heart of dust?
What did the wild wind do in the middle of night?
…
Now believe the miracle of the rain
and see the generosity in the lawn's eyes
and the kindness in the breeze's soul
that in this narrow alley
with this empty hands
celebrate Acacia's birthday!

The soil is reborn again!
Why are you like a store? Why are you so cheerless?

Open the windows,
and believe the spring!

بازکن پنجره ها را ای دوست
هیچ یادت هست
که زمین را عطشی وحشی سوخت؟
برگهاپژمردند؟
تشنگی با جگرخاک چه کرد؟
نیمه شب بادغضبناک چه کرد؟

حالیا معجزۀ باران را باورکن
وسخاوت را در چشم چمنزار ببین
ومحبت را درروح نسیم
که دراین کوچۀ تنگ
باهمین دست تهی
روز میلاد اقاقیهارا
جشن می گیرد!

خاک جان یافته است
تو چرا سنگ شدی؟
تو چرا اینهمه دلتنگ شدی؟
بازکن پنجره ها را
وبهاران را
باور کن!