Description
Parichehr by M. Modabpour is one of the best-selling stories written by this author, which has been reprinted twenty times so far. In “Parichehr”, there is a familiar background of social and romantic currents of the story, which is a feature of “M. Modabpour”‘s pen, and many of his fans praise this similar atmosphere and characterization in his books.
“Parichehr” is a social and at the same time romantic story that “Modabpour” has created by relying on the structures that make up the surrounding community. The story is about a boy named Farhad who returned to Iran after eight years and works in his father’s factory. Due to his good social status, Farhad sees many girls around him who want to communicate with him.
But Farhad, the emotional and handsome hero of the story, is in love with a girl in his dreams who soon realizes that this dream girl is present in the reality of his life. The girl’s name is Fargol and she played Farhad as a child. A calm and shy girl from the middle class whose destiny puts a strange knot in the way of her and Farhad’s love. Farhad also has a friend named Hooman, who, like himself, has considerable wealth and appearance and is in love with a girl who is not economically comparable to him. But the title of the story is taken from the name of an old woman named “Parichehr” whose life story, with its many ups and downs, is waiting for the readers of this novel.

Excerpts from Parichehr’s book (text pleasure)
I entered the house… The house, no matter how wide, was a very, very large garden with old trees soaring that the noise of birds could not be stopped for days! Pool in the middle of the garden and all around full of tall boxwood… Large, old two-story building full of rooms! The garden was full of flowers and plants… The boxwoods were like walls drawn in the middle of the garden… There was a bench all around the garden that you could not see at all when you sat down! Joon Garden gave to play rocket ق
The floor of the yard was paved with old military bricks… In the summers, when the water method was sprayed, the smell of damp was sweeping everyone! The bottom of the garden was a pavilion full of branches of hair وت solitude and coziness! The sound of birds نم The damp smell of flowers… The view of the trees intoxicated everyone صه In short, I loved this house and garden! I had a hundred memories from every corner… I was thinking that my parents and Ms. Farkhondeh came out of the house and actually attacked me…
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