Autumn humor in Gorgan with the beginning of the Thousand Colors Festival

Autumn is the beginning of the year for people of the heart, the beginning of school and university, drinking hot tea, crows flying and sitting on the branches of tired trees, enjoying picking tangerines from the yard and walking on the dry leaves of the street and hearing the rustling of leaves; In the words of the poet: Autumn is coming to afflict me. I look out the window, the dark clouds cover the sky of Gorgan, and my eyes fall on the half-dead and dry leaves of autumn falling from a tree branch, as if from the warm embrace of its mother. It ‘s falling apart. A little later, my gaze is locked on a playful boy in an orange jacket who runs after the fallen leaves, and by stepping on each leaf and hearing its rustling sound, a smile appears on the corner of his lip. .

We are facing the press kiosk of Mr. Kalantari, which is now more secluded than ever and no longer shows customers eager to buy newspapers and magazines; It is as if invisible shoppers surround it, as the autumn wind blows the newspapers on the counter, dances through the pages of the newspapers, and the pages of the newspaper are torn in half every few seconds and return to their place.

Autumn wind seems to be looking for special news in the pages of the newspaper and maybe it wants news about autumn; King read the chapters.

I grab the window handle and open it. The cool wind gently caresses my face. I take a deep breath and my mind flies to my childhood like lightning and wind.

In the first step, I go to one of the autumn mornings when the classmates run hand in hand from school to home on a carpet of autumn leaves.

Some days we were mostly on the way to see migratory birds in the sky sooner than other friends.

The autumn wind reminds me of my face, which is now colder and redder, of Haj Rahman, who sells his cart with his hands in calluses every day and pushes the women’s breath to the front of the school. Come sweet and deceive us with its fragrance.

When I came home from school, I was not fascinated by the repetitive view of the corner of the yard, but the zillow, tray, and orange tree that my mother was picking and juicing are now more appealing to me than a thousand movies and stories.

I was in love with my mother’s spinach, and with the first autumn spinach in the corner of the yard, we were craving to eat this delicious food.

Halfway through the fall, we remembered the walnut orchard and shared its produce with the village crows, who, if they had mercy on us, would have shared some of the orchard’s produce with us.

Immersed in the distant past, my colleague’s farewell takes me back to the Internet age.

I closed the window, put on my raincoat, and, hesitating to carry an umbrella, went out into the street without a shade for the autumn rain.

I reached the sidewalk and crossed the yellow and red leaves, which seemed to be the children of the same plane trees on both sides of the street, and in the scorching autumn weather, seeing the first taxi, I got into the red chariot.

On the way to the destination, I was fascinated by a large banner in which the autumn festival of a thousand colors was bolder and more expressive. As I tried to take my glasses out of my bag pocket, heavy raindrops fell sharply on the windows of the taxi without any invitation.

The wiper that wiped the car windows was a clear image of the invitation. It seems that Gorgan is once again going to host an autumn festival in the heart of the Al-Nagdereh forest.

As the head of the Tourism Commission of the Islamic Council of Gorgan said: This festival will be held this year in three sections: cultural and artistic, sports and tourism, and will continue until December 4th.

According to Ali Akbar Basirnia, on the sidelines of the festival, a conference on “Investment Opportunities in Urban Management” will be held, in which investment packages such as cable cars and amusement parks will be offered to private sector investors in various formats.

The autumn photo festival and the one-minute film festival in the field of sports include various competitions such as family hiking, mountain biking, darts, local and indigenous competitions and Gorgan tourism.

According to IRNA, the presence of thousands of evangelical trees on the southern slopes of Gorgan, especially the Al-Nagdereh Forest Park, as a colorful shield, creates a unique and unique landscape in the fall.

Trees that are considered as one of the most beautiful trees in the forests of Iran due to their special morphological characteristics.

The variety in the shape, size and color of the leaves is such that it fascinates every passer-by, an issue that has caused the Gorganis to hold the Autumn Thousand Colors Festival in advance in order to enjoy the Al-Nagdereh Forest Park and the humor of the leaves of the evangelical trees. And introduce some of the attractions of the province.

Algandara is located five kilometers southwest of Gorgan with an area of ​​about 185 hectares and along the Naharkhoran road and is one of the seven typical tourist areas of the country.

Facilities in this forest park include sports field, children’s park, prayer hall, toilet, asphalt road, guard buildings, electricity supply and the most important types of trees in Al-Nagdereh forest park are maple, willow, oak and alder.

It was midnight when I was walking on Gorgan Street again. Now there is no more news about taxis. I walk down the aisle to the house, and as I take every step, I remember a boy whose face smiled at the rustle of leaves.