روایت عور الفارسية 1396

It rained for three whole days, and after three days, the clouds got tired and started to rain for another month. The water rose from the surface of the street and alley. The water rose from the surface of the well and Gandabro. The water rose from the surface of the city and reached the houses, offices, factories, and squares, sometimes up to people's waists, sometimes up to their chests, sometimes up to their throats, and in most places it passed over people's heads, memories, and geography. In a place almost called the edge of the desert, it is considered a rare event that the underground waters, after all the historical absence, erupt so enthusiastically to welcome the heavenly rains, accidentally so universal and loving and all-encompassing and incidentally higher. Up to the maximum breathing capacity and after that.