Nasir-ol-molk Mosque

I had promised to say everything someday, but I don't know where to start. But okay, there is always a narrow road to the main road, but still on the road I don't know which way to go, to tell you everything from today to before or before to today. I've been confused since returning from the Netherlands. In that eternal winter of Europe, I never thought about going back to Iran; When the Iranians I knew asked me what I missed, I responded, "The warmth of the Iranian people," of course I was lucky enough to have Iranian dried fruits with me, or else I had to add it to the list. I'm not saying I don't like Europeans, but well, their coldness made me miss the warmth of the Iranian people. But since I came back to Iran, I have been battling every day with many bad people here. Are they really all bad? or were they bad already? Or am I bad? I don't know the answer, but the sky seems to be the same color everywhere, or we have not yet understood the meaning of colors... continues.