Shima and Min
Author: Hasan Sadeghi Younesi
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There was one, there was no one, there was no one under the blue dome except God. Next to a river with beautiful fish, near a metal bridge, there was a black nomadic tent. The blackness of the tent was full of fragrant flowers, the sound of the rooster could be heard from beyond the reeds and behind the reeds. Little Shima spent her time watching the birds on the river path and sometimes playing with the mischievous goat and Naqara. She remembers exactly that After the goat was lost and it was far from the herd, they were looking for it. Finally, Shima and his friends found the goat and the little goat, which was standing hard on its feet, in a groove next to the tarpaulin tent of two Khorasani fighters. Right at the time of the birth of the little goat, one of the mines (carrot) of Manor had been activated, the teenage fighters witnessed a birthday party and were surprised to see a goat and a kid in the intense light of Manor.
Now the goat was a few days old and it was playing with colorful butterflies. It had big eyes.
Shima used to hear gunshots at night, his pastime was seeing the lights.
Sometimes his father sang folk songs (laki), it was both epic and sad. His mother stroked Shima's shiny black hair. She taught him fairy tales and poems, but Shima loved his mother's lullabies. The smell of fresh bread and the fire of a desert oven, the smell of oregano. The smell of Janmazbaba's perfume always made Shima happy. When she saw the roar of the enemy plane in the sky, she would hide herself in her mother's arms and her breath would stop. When she heard the sound of the explosion, she would shake violently and her heart would fall down. The sheep They were terrified and the herd dog was constantly barking. Shima loved the river, a river with a harsh name "Kanjan Cham". Pigs, deer and Tishi used the water of the river and nearby springs. His father and mother constantly Shima was reminding him not to approach the minefield. Shima was curious, he liked to follow the beautiful brown-eyed deer and jump with butterflies and pick lilies. Swimming is also their game.
She hears her mother's voice talking to her father. Her father takes milk to the two young fighters who are in a tarpaulin tent. When
Shima returns, she is excited to see the ghee, her father explains that the little minis said they will drink milk today. And giving us their own food?!!
Shima hears from her mother that the enemy has been attacking Iran and the city of Mehran for several years. Khuzestan and Kurdistan and other places announce.
On the metal bridge, he sees a truck with a smiling teenage fighter sitting next to the driver. Shima saw from the hill that the truck was filled with mines.
Shima thinks to herself, where will this truck go?! Dehlran? Shush? Andimeshk?
The roar of the Baathist plane shakes his body and the defenses start firing.

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