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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny, delightful day, in a little town full of color and happiness, there lived a little boy named Milo. Milo was a creative, energetic little boy who was always looking to discover and learn new things. He loved the art of painting, and every day, with pencils and colors, he made works of art on his papers and notebooks.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Good Friend - why it matters to have a good friend</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/13/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/13/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, pleasant town called Pargol, there lived a cheerful, lovable little boy named Armin. Armin was a curious and kind boy who always said hello to everyone around him with a smile and was good to everyone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Armin loved to go to the park with his friends and play. He played in the park with a girl named Parya and a boy named Amir. They always went close to the flowers and gave them water.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Journey into Space - a child who goes into space</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/12/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/12/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In one of the small villages of Iran, there lived a little boy named Sam. Sam was a very curious and lovable boy. He always looked at the sky and wondered how he could go into space and see the stars and the planets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Sam said to his friends, a girl named Parya and another boy named Arman, &amp;ldquo;I want to go into space! Can I?&amp;rdquo; Parya and Arman looked at him with a laugh and said, &amp;ldquo;Yes, we can go into space together!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Magical Legend - the story of a kind wizard</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/7/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/7/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway magical land called Lalakan, there lived a kind wizard named Melody. Melody was different from the other wizards. She always helped animals and people, and she used her magic for good things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Melody lived in a little cottage in the forest. Her cottage was full of magic books, healing plants, and strange and wonderful things. Every morning, Melody woke up and talked with the birds and the animals of the forest. She always asked them for news of the forest and listened to their troubles.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A New Friend - meeting a new friend</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/34/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/34/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village lived a boy named Sam. Sam was a kind, energetic boy, but sometimes he felt lonely because he did not have many friends in their little village. He always wished to find a new friend to play with and share his stories.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny, pleasant day, Sam decided to go to the forest near the village. He had always loved nature and discovering new things. With his little backpack, he set off toward the forest. While he was walking among the tall green trees, he suddenly heard a rustle. Sam grew curious and went toward the sound.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Sea Journey - adventures on a sea journey</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/15/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/15/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small town near the seashore, there lived a cheerful little boy named Arman. Arman loved the sea, and every day he went to the shore to watch the waves and enjoy the gentle sound of the water and the cool air of the beach.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, on a sunny Monday, Arman and his friends went on a sea journey to discover new adventures. They launched a little boat from the shore and set out together on a sea journey full of excitement and wonder.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Story of the Forest and Its Many Plants</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/162/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/162/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway world, there was a big, delightful forest full of the beauties of nature. This forest was home to many plants and animals who lived there together. From tall trees and green leaves to colorful flowers and little plants, each one had a part in keeping the rich life of the forest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, news spread through the forest that a festival of plant variety would be held. All the plants and animals from all over the forest were invited to take part. Everyone gathered in the forest together: the big trees with branches full of leaves, the beautiful flowers of many colors, the little plants under the cover of the leaves, and even the tiny mushrooms under the trees.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Tasty Breakfast and Friends</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/192/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/192/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little town, it was early morning, and the sun was slowly coming out from behind the mountain. In the houses everyone had woken up, and the air was cool, with a good breeze full of the scent of new flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Inside a small house, Leila and her friends were getting ready for a tasty breakfast. Leila was a little, cheerful girl, with eyes full of the beauty of nature and a smiling face. She was always off on an adventure, and she loved to spend a good time with her friends.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Wishful Flight - a bird who wants to fly higher</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/3/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/3/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a green and beautiful forest, there lived a little bird named Parpar. Parpar was a happy, playful sparrow who always wanted to fly higher and higher. From the time he was very small, he dreamed of reaching the highest place in the sky and looking out at the whole world from there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One morning, when the sun had risen and its golden light was shining on the forest, Parpar woke up. He looked at the blue sky and saw other birds flying as far as the farthest point of the sky. He wished he could go up just as high. Excited, he said to himself, &amp;ldquo;I can do it too! I can go up there too!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Adventure in the Mountains - children traveling to faraway mountains</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/53/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/53/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, three little friends named Milo, Susan, and Leila decided to go on a lovely, happy adventure in the mountains. They had always wanted to discover a new world and go to places they had never seen. They played together, they laughed together, and they were the very best of friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One early morning, when the sun was still painting everything gold, Milo smiled a brand-new smile and said to his friends, “Let’s go to the mountains! Big adventures are waiting for us there.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Adventures in Color and Shine - stories about colors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/134/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/134/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;I wandered into a beautiful faraway forest, a place where many different animals lived. In this forest, every animal had its own special color and shine, and that made the forest extra beautiful. From birds with rainbow feathers to pretty butterflies with glowing wings, each one made a world of colors.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, the only bird who seemed to have no bright colors was a little crow named Caleb. With his black and white feathers, it looked as if the colors had left him. Caleb always watched the other birds with their colorful feathers, and he thought he was dull and ugly.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Adventures of the Reader - the boy who loves to read</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/33/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/33/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful town lived a boy named Arash. Arash, with shining eyes and black hair, always had a book in his hands. He loved to read and was always looking for new, exciting stories. Books were a world full of adventure and wonders for Arash.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One morning, Arash went to the town’s big library. The library was full of colorful books, and the sweet smell of old paper filled the air. Arash walked excitedly among the shelves, looking for a new book. Suddenly his eye fell on a book with a golden cover and the title “Magical Adventures.” He picked it up in wonder and went to a reading table.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Agriculture and dates - a story of agriculture and date crops</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/111/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/111/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Welcome to the small and beautiful village of Golden Flowers, where palm groves abound and kind people live. In this village, life is popular because of its delicious products and beautiful nature.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A date named Zahra lives in the village. She is a cheerful and energetic girl who always likes to help her mother in her daily chores. Zahra likes to help in her parents&amp;rsquo; date gardens. Every morning, Zahra and her mother go to the date garden to pick the garden&amp;rsquo;s produce.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Animal Families - adventures of different animal families</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/141/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/141/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Welcome to a faraway forest full of many different animals. In this forest a beautiful, adventurous life went on for the animals who lived there. Every animal had a family and lived with that family.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In one corner of the forest lived a family of birds. The birds, with their beautiful, colorful feathers, always flew into the sky and had a happy time together. The mother and father birds taught their baby, a little one named Pippa, how to fly and how to use tasty foods for meals.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Animals and the Hunt - a story of animals and hunting</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/119/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/119/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Let us travel to a far meadow at the edge of the forest, a place where herds of different animals lived. In this meadow many kinds of animals lived: from strong lions to lively leopards and sleepy bears. They all lived in peace and friendship with one another.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day the sky was blue and clear, and the sun shone from high above. A big, brave lion named Leo, the leader of this group of animals, walked in the meadow with his friends, far from the unkind eyes of hunters. They had gathered together to look after one another and keep safe from dangers that might come.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Animals Vital Skills - stories of animals' life skills</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/133/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/133/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a beautiful faraway forest, many different animals lived. Each animal had special skills that made life in the forest easier. But one day, they understood that to stay safe and do well, they needed to share their skills with one another, by working together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In this forest there was a big, strong bear named Brown. He knew the paths of the forest and always showed the other animals the way. Brown told everyone how to stay away from the dangers of the forest, and this news was very helpful for the other animals.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Autumn stories - stories of beautiful autumn</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/108/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/108/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small and beautiful village, there lived a little boy named Parsa. Parsa loved autumn. Every year at the beginning of autumn, when the leaves of the trees turned golden, orange and red, Parsa couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but be happy. He loved playing with dried leaves and walking in the cool autumn air.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One autumn morning, Parsa decided to go to the forest near the village to see what new things autumn had prepared for her. Wearing a warm hat and a colorful scarf, he ran out of the house and walked towards the forest.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Balloon Flight - a balloon journey to faraway lands</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/91/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/91/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a beautiful, sunny day, our little friends Mahan and Nika decided to begin a new adventure. They sat in a colorful balloon and were going to travel to faraway lands.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Their balloon rose up and flew into the sky. Mahan and Nika looked down from the balloon and felt wonderful. Slowly and carefully they passed over their town and flew toward the meadows and the mountains.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bicycle Ride and a Journey to the Forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/199/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/199/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little village called Cheer, there lived a little boy named Mehran. Mehran loved to ride his bicycle around the village streets, and every day he went on adventures with his friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Mehran and his friends — Niloufar, Kian, and Arman — decided to take a journey to the forest on their bicycles. With excitement and joy they got their bicycles ready and set off toward the forest.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Born Again - the story of an animal who is born again</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/76/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/76/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a green and beautiful forest, many animals lived. Among them was a small, pretty butterfly named Nazanin. Nazanin had colorful, shining wings, and all the animals loved her. Every day she flew happily through the forest and sipped from the beautiful flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Nazanin felt very tired, and her wings could no longer fly as they used to. She sat on a big, soft flower and told her friends, &amp;ldquo;I am so tired. I feel I need to rest.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Child and the sea - childhood friendship with the sea.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/106/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/106/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Near a small and quiet village, where the mountains and the sea met, there lived a child named Arash. Arash woke up happily every day and went to the sea. He loved the sea and felt that the sea was talking to him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One morning, when Arash went to the beach, he saw that the sea was very calm. The waves were coming to the shore slowly and it seemed that the sea wanted to talk to Arash. Arash went to the nearest rock and sat down. &amp;ldquo;Hello sea! How are you today?&amp;rdquo; he called out.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Children's Tales - short and helpful stories.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/114/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/114/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time in a small village full of color and life, there was a group of children who played together every day and were good friends. One of these children was a little girl named Niloufar who always loved to hear new and helpful stories.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One morning, Niloufar decided to go to the house of her kind grandmother and ask her to tell a few stories. Grandmother, who always had a warm smile, welcomed Niloufar with open arms and sat her on her knee. Grandmother said, &amp;ldquo;Dear Niloufar, today I want to tell you three short, helpful stories. Are you ready?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>City Adventures - adventures from the city.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/128/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/128/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a little city called Newspaper Town, where the streets were full of color and the smell of flowers and cafes, there lived a boy named Milo. Milo was a creative, energetic boy who was always looking for new and exciting adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One early morning, Milo went with his imaginary friend, an orange bear named Vincent, into the busy streets of Newspaper Town. They became friends right away, and they were always searching for wonderful adventures together.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Colored Pencils and a Magic Painting</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/178/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/178/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful town, life was full of joy, color, and magic. In this town lived a little girl named Leila who always loved to make magic paintings with her colored pencils. Her pencils added any color she wished to the world around her, and everything she colored with them grew even happier and more colorful.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Colorful Dreams - the story of magical dreams</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/46/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/46/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village full of colorful flowers lived a little girl named Niloofar. Niloofar loved colors and magical stories and always thought of sweet, beautiful dreams. Every night when she went to bed, she hoped to see magical dreams.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One night, Niloofar’s kind grandmother sat beside her and said, “Dear Niloofar, tonight I want to tell you the secret of colorful dreams. Every night when you close your eyes and go to sleep, you can travel to a world full of colors and magic. You only have to wish with your heart and think of beautiful things.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Discovering Galaxies - a story of galaxies and the wonders of the sky.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/148/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/148/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway countryside, there lived a little boy named Arya. Arya was a boy who always loved the night sky and the stars. Every night, before sleep, he went to the window of his room and looked at the dark sky. He always wondered how the stars shone in the sky, and it seemed as if they were giving light.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Donate</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/donate/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/donate/</guid><description>Support Ghesedoon to help us create more illustrated children&amp;#39;s stories, audiobooks, and educational content for young readers worldwide. Thank you!</description></item><item><title>Experiencing the Clouds - a story about clouds and the weather</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/138/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/138/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a little village high on the tall peaks, families and forest animals lived together. This village was special because of something very dear: the clouds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every day the clouds appeared in the sky in different shapes. Some of them looked like a cat, a wolf, or even a bear. The clouds were always full of bright, happy colors. But whenever the wind blew, they changed their shapes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Exploring Stones - a story of minerals and different stones</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/142/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/142/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little village beside a forest full of secrets, there lived a boy named Michael. Michael loved exploring nature, and he always wanted to look for its secrets and mysteries. Most of all, he was interested in stones and different minerals.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful day, Michael decided to go on a new adventure. He packed a little bag with different tools, like wooden boots, a hammer, and a magnifying glass, and he set off toward the forest. He was searching for the first stone with a strange color and interesting marks. He found beautiful, colorful stones and looked at them, but none of them was quite what he wanted.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Flying in the Blue Sky - flying in an airplane</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/160/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/160/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village by the sea, there lived a little boy named Arash. Arash was a happy, cheerful boy who always liked to look at the blue sky and think about flying in airplanes. Every morning he woke up early and looked at the sky with eagerness, wishing that one day he would travel through the sky with the airplanes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Forest Adventures - stories from a mysterious forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/89/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/89/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a forest full of tall trees and colorful flowers, life flowed quietly. Many creatures lived in this forest, from colorful birds to animals big and small. But this forest held many secrets that only little children could understand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, three little friends named Leila, Mahan, and Ali decided to explore the forest and have exciting adventures. They looked for colorful butterflies, sweet-smelling flowers, and even magic creatures hidden inside the forest.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship of Sea and Land - the friendship of a fish and a bird</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/38/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/38/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Beside a beautiful, quiet lake lived two small, unusual friends named Turquoise Fish and Rainbow Bird. Turquoise Fish swam in the waters of the lake, and Rainbow Bird flew in the sky. Every day they saw each other from far away and waved, but they had never found a chance to come close and talk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny, pleasant day, Turquoise Fish came to the surface and saw Rainbow Bird sitting on a branch near the lake. The fish swam happily toward the bird and said in a gentle voice, “Hello, Rainbow Bird! I am Turquoise Fish. Would you like to be my friend?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Bird - a child’s friendship with a bird</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/158/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/158/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, pretty village, there lived a little boy named Parsa. Parsa was a kind, curious boy who always wanted to play with animals and birds. Every day he played in their garden and enjoyed seeing the flowers and hearing the birds sing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Parsa was playing in the garden, he suddenly heard a weak, sad sound from behind the bushes. He walked carefully toward the sound and saw a little bird with colorful feathers lying on the ground, unable to fly. Parsa picked up the bird gently and kindly and carried it into the house.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a deer - A child's friendship with a deer.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/110/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/110/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small and beautiful village, there lived a little girl named Nazanin. Nazanin was a kind and curious girl who loved nature and animals. Every afternoon he went to the forest near the village to talk to the flowers and trees and listen to the birds singing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Nazanin was walking in the forest when she suddenly heard a strange sound. He listened carefully and saw a beautiful little deer stuck in the bushes. Nazanin hurried to the deer and said, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry, little one! I&amp;rsquo;m here to help you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Dinosaur - a child's friendship with a dinosaur.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/117/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/117/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the muddy forests full of secrets, there lived a little boy named Milo. Milo was a kind-hearted, brave child who was always looking for adventure and discovering new things. Every day he walked in the forest looking for strange animals and said hello to them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Milo was searching for a hidden treasure at the edge of the forest, a big, kind dinosaur named Dino found him. Dino was a dinosaur who had come to the forest from a time long, long ago. He stood unexpectedly beside Milo and looked at him with kind eyes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Dragon - a child who becomes friends with a dragon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/22/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/22/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far, beautiful land, there was a small village called Shadestan. In this village lived a kind, happy child named Arash. Arash always played with his friends and enjoyed new adventures. But he always had one wish: to become friends with a dragon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One spring day, Arash decided to go to the big forest behind the village. He had heard that a kind dragon lived in that forest. With great excitement he took a few small things from home and set off. He reached the forest and looked carefully around. The forest was full of tall trees and colorful birds, but there was no sign of a dragon.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Lion - a child's friendship with a lion</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/98/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/98/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway, beautiful village, there lived a little boy named Armin. Armin, with brown hair and eyes full of wonder, loved the forest. Every morning he left his house early and went looking for new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Armin came upon a beautiful lion cub. The lion cub had blue eyes and a moss-colored coat that matched Armin&amp;rsquo;s sweet clothes. When Armin saw the lion cub he grew excited and hurried closer.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Mermaid - the child who becomes friends with a mermaid</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/51/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/51/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small village by the sea, there lived a little boy named Arman. Arman loved the sea and played for hours on the shore every day, listening to the sound of the waves. He always wished to see a real mermaid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Arman was building a sandcastle, he heard a soft voice from the sea calling him. Arman lifted his head and looked at the sea. There, near the shore, a beautiful mermaid with golden hair and blue eyes was smiling at him. Arman said in wonder, “Oh! Are you a mermaid?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Rabbit - a child's friendship with a rabbit.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/127/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/127/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far land, a place where spring flowers laughed in every corner and birds filled the air with their pretty songs, there lived a little girl named Anisa. Anisa was a brave, lovable girl who was always looking for new friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One spring day, while Anisa was sitting beside a little river with tall, calm water, a young rabbit named Fulfool suddenly appeared from behind the little stones beside Anisa. Fulfool was a young rabbit with big eyes and a kind heart. He was looking for the spring flowers that grew on the other side of the river, and with every step he took, he explored the world around him.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Sparrow - a child's friendship with a sparrow.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/145/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/145/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a kind little village, there lived a child named Saman. Saman was a playful boy who was always looking for adventure and friendship with animals. One day in the yard of his house, a little sparrow with rainbow feathers came and sat on the branch of a tree.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saman ran happily toward the sparrow and said in a sweet voice, &amp;ldquo;Hello, I am Saman. What beautiful feathers you have!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Squirrel - a child's friendship with a squirrel</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/140/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/140/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest, a beautiful, adventurous life went on for the animals who lived there. In this forest, a little child named Alice lived with her family. Alice was a kind-hearted, lovable girl who always played with the animals of the forest and knew nature well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Alice went into the forest alone to pick tasty fruit. While she was gathering the fruit, a young squirrel came near. The squirrel was lively and full of energy, with soft, neat fur. Alice, with happy laughter that came from her heart, drew the squirrel close.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Tree - a child who befriends a tree</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/65/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/65/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, on a bright and sunny day, a young boy named Armin met a big tree in the backyard of his house. The tree was many years old. It stood quietly in a corner of the yard, and from under its shade Armin could hear its kind, friendly sound.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;From the time Armin knew how to find his way, he always talked with this tree. He gave the tree the name Friend, because he thought that any tree you love can be a true friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a White Horse - a child's friendship with a white horse</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/135/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/135/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway village there lived a little boy named Artin. Artin was a boy with a kind heart and a cheerful spirit. He was always looking for new adventures around the village, and every day he walked the forests and meadows nearby with his friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Artin came upon a meadow that shone like sunlight in the middle of the fields, and there stood a beautiful white horse. He stepped closer in wonder, and the horse looked at Artin with wise eyes. Artin felt that this horse was more than an animal. This horse was a loyal friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with a Winged Horse - a child’s friendship with a winged horse</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/74/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/74/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived a kind little girl named Lily. Lily loved nature and animals, and every day she went to the forest near the village to discover new things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny day, Lily decided to go to the forest looking for colorful flowers. She took a little basket and set off toward the forest. Lily passed among the trees with joy and excitement and looked for beautiful flowers. Suddenly she heard a strange sound. It sounded like big wings beating in the air.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with an Eagle - a child's friendship with an eagle</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/120/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/120/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Welcome to a small village beside forests full of tall trees and rivers with waterfalls. In this village, life was calm and happy, and the children played new games every day beside nature. One of these children was a little boy named Milad who very much wanted to meet the animals of the forest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Milad was playing beside a flowing river, a big eagle rose into the sky and flew slowly toward him. The eagle was a large, strong bird, but his eyes were full of calm and peace. It was the first time Milad had met an eagle, and he was very surprised.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship with the Wind - a child's friendship with the wind</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/88/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/88/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, faraway town, there lived a little boy named Armin. Armin was a boy who always liked to surprise the people around him with his play and his adventures. He loved to go exploring and play with whatever he found — including the wind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Armin went to a little garden beside his house. It was a garden full of trees and beautiful flowers, and Armin always came there to play with his friends, like the birds and the butterflies. But that day, Armin discovered a new game: playing with the wind.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>From the Sea - a girl who discovers the secret of the sea</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/26/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/26/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small town on the shore, life was full of secrets, mysteries, and stories. In this town there lived a little girl named Anna, a girl with eyes full of curiosity who was always looking for new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every day Anna went to the shore and watched carefully the waves and the little pools around the town. She loved the water that had just come from the ocean. She always wanted to know how she could understand the sea more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Garden and Wildlife - A story of the garden and the wildlife there</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/103/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/103/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a zoo far from the city, where there were tall trees covered with green leaves and colorful flowers, there lived a big brown bear named Brownie. Brownie Bear was the most popular of all the animals in the zoo because he was good to all his friends and always jumped around with a smile on his face.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gardening and Beautiful Flowers - a story of gardening and colorful flowers</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/122/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/122/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village in the heart of green, beautiful mountains, there lived an old woman named Nana Goli. She was famous for the magic garden she had. Nana Goli’s garden was full of colorful flowers that filled with wonder anyone who saw them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every morning early, Nana Goli went to the garden with her wooden basket. Her first job was to water the flowers. With water that flowed from the little spring of her garden, she watered all her flowers. Her flowers were of every kind: red and pink flowers, yellow and orange, purple and blue, all shining and beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Giant Trees - a story of great trees and why they matter.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/150/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/150/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Far from the city there was a little village full of giant trees. These tall trees, green and beautiful, made the lives of the village children fresh and full of energy every day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In this village there lived a little boy named Ali. Ali loved nature and the great trees. Every morning he went early to a big garden where the giant trees stood out. The first thing Ali did was water the trees. With a cup of water in his hand, he came close to each tree and poured the water carefully onto their roots.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Healing Plants - a story of medicinal plants and their gifts</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/143/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/143/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little village beside a green forest, there lived a little girl named Leila. Leila loved nature, and she always wanted to get to know plants and animals. From her mother and father she had learned many things about healing plants and the gifts of different greenery.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful day, Leila decided to go looking for healing plants in the forest. She left the house with a little bag and walked toward the trees. Along the way she recognized different plants she had heard about in her parents&amp;rsquo; stories. She found plants with sweet-smelling leaves, plants with colorful flowers, and even plants that were helpful for feeling better.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Hidden Zoo - A zoo that is only open at night</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/11/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/11/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time in a small town, there was a hidden zoo that everyone said was only open at night. This secret zoo was located in the heart of a large forest full of interesting and amazing animals. But all the people of the city, no matter how hard they tried, could not find the exact location of this zoo because it was only open to the public at night.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>How the Stars Move Across the Sky</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/157/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/157/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a starry night, a little boy named Arad sat in the yard of their house with his mother. Arad looked at the starry sky and was amazed by all those bright, beautiful stars. He said to his mother with curiosity, “Mama, why do the stars move in the sky?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Arad’s mother answered with a kind smile, “The stars look as if they are moving, but really it is the Earth that is turning. Let’s hear a story about how the stars move across the sky.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Journey on the Magic Boat - children traveling on a magic boat</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/69/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/69/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a beautiful, quiet village beside a bright, full river, there lived four children named Arman, Artin, Melika, and Leila. These four friends were always looking for adventure, and they loved to discover new things. One warm, sunny summer day, while they were playing beside the river, their eyes fell on a small magic boat resting quietly on the shore.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Journey to the Moon - a child who travels to the moon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/94/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/94/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a calm, beautiful day, a little girl named Leila was playing in the garden of her house. Leila loved the stars and space, and every night she looked at the stars and the moon in the sky. She always wished for a day when she could go to the moon and see its big, bright craters up close.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Jump Rope and a Friendly Race</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/195/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/195/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small town called Shadegan, there was a group of friendly children who always played together. These friends were Milo, Sara, Armin, and Leila. They always found new creative ways to play.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One cold winter day, when shining snow had covered the town, the group looked for a new game. Milo, a brave little boy, came into the playroom with a long rope and said to everyone, “Come on — let’s hold a friendly jump-rope race!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Lambie and the Farm Adventure</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/177/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/177/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Lambie was a young, clever sheep who lived on a little farm. With his soft white wool and his bright eyes, he was always looking for adventure and new discoveries. Lambie’s farm was full of green grasses and fruit trees that gave a pleasant color and smell to all the creatures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful day, Lambie decided to go on an adventure on the farm. With a smile full of joy and energy, he told his sheep friends, including the ewes and the goats, and everyone welcomed him happily and wished him well.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Life at the North Pole - a story of life at the North Pole</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/101/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/101/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;One day at the North Pole, where ice and snow always covered the ground, a family of little birds lived. This family was made of the bird mother and father and their two children, named Liv and Lina. Liv and Lina were sister and brother, and they always loved to play together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, when the little sun was warming the birds, Liv and Lina decided to explore the North Pole and discover new places. They wrapped themselves in warm clothes, took their toys, and got ready for the journey.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Little Fairy - the adventures of a little fairy</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/32/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/32/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a green, lively forest lived a little fairy named Luna. Luna was a fairy with shining wings and eyes like the stars of the night. She always had a smile on her lips and loved to help others and give them joy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One morning, while Luna was sitting on a big flower, she heard a sound from far away. It was the cry of a little rabbit. Luna flew quickly toward the sound and found the little rabbit caught among thorny bushes. Luna said kindly, “Don’t worry. I’m here to help you!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Little Insect Towns and Their Buildings</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/161/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/161/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a world full of color and wonder, beside a big, fruitful tree, there was a little town of insects. This town was like a magic world, full of tiny, beautiful buildings. In this town, many kinds of insects lived—ants, worms, bees, and ladybugs—and they lived together in peace and calm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a happy, lucky day, when the sun shone in the sky and the flowers slowly opened, the ants decided to build a new building in their town. They began the work as a group, with teamwork and kindness. With a great deal of effort, the ants dug the soil and built their little building in the shape of an underground tunnel.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Living Paintings - the paintings that come to life</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/45/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/45/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village full of beauty lived a little girl named Sara. Sara loved painting and painted every day with joy and eagerness. She always carried her colors and brushes with her, and wherever she went, she painted something beautiful and interesting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Sara was painting a butterfly, a kind old woman named Grandma Mahtab came close to her. Grandma Mahtab smiled and said, “Dear Sara, your paintings are so beautiful! Did you know that if you paint with a kind, creative heart, your paintings can come to life?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Magic Flowers - flowers that can talk</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/27/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/27/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, pleasant village, life passed quietly, and every day shone with the beautiful nature all around. In this village there lived a little girl named Leila, a girl who was always looking for adventure and exploring the world around her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every day Leila went to her family&amp;rsquo;s garden and looked at the beautiful flowers that decorated the garden there. She always enjoyed the beauty of the flowers and their colors, and she cared for them.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Magic Kingdom - A kingdom full of magic.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/109/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/109/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a distant and beautiful land, there was a magical kingdom called &amp;ldquo;Armania&amp;rdquo;. Armania was full of magic and everything happened there in a magical and wonderful way. In this kingdom lived wonderful creatures such as fairies, little dragons, and talking animals.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The King of Armania, whose name was King Roshan, was a kind and just man who was loved by all the people and creatures of his kingdom. He had a little girl named Lily who was very curious and brave. Lily loved adventure and was always looking to discover new secrets.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Magic Paintings - paintings that come to life</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/16/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/16/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful city called Rainbow, there lived a little boy named Saman. Saman was a creative, energetic boy who loved to paint. Every day after school, he went to his room and painted with his pencils and colors. The walls of Saman&amp;rsquo;s room were full of beautiful, colorful paintings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Saman&amp;rsquo;s grandmother came to visit him and gave him an old box as a gift. Saman opened the box with excitement and found a few paintbrushes and a few tubes of paint inside. Grandmother said with a smile, &amp;ldquo;These brushes and paints are magic, Saman. With them you can paint pictures that come to life.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Magic Sweets - sweets that have magic powers</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/80/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/80/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village called Freshbloom, a nut-seller had a little shop where he sold magic sweets. The nut-seller&amp;rsquo;s name was Mr. Ghahraman. He made sweets that had magic powers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of Mr. Ghahraman&amp;rsquo;s most loved sweets were the colorful sweets. Each of these sweets had a special gift. The yellow sweet made anyone who ate it fresh and full of energy. The green sweet made anyone who ate it remember good thoughts. And the blue sweet made anyone who ate it feel calm and peaceful.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Mama’s Lullaby and Deep Sleep</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/186/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/186/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, quiet village, life was gentle and pleasant. In one of the houses in this village, a young woman named Anna lived with her little boy, Mark. Anna was a kind mother who always sang to Mark and loved him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At night, Anna tucked Mark into bed and sang him a lullaby. Anna’s lullabies were like a soothing song for Mark, and they carried him into a deep, sweet sleep. Mark always drifted off while he listened to the beautiful stories and adventures his mother told him.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Moonlight Tales - stories told in the moonlight</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/102/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/102/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, quiet, lovely village, they lived — children full of energy and creativity who discovered new games every day and were always looking for new adventures. But when night came and the moonlight shone strongly in the sky, magic, wonderful stories reached their ears.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One night, when the moonlight had reached every corner of the village, the children gathered together to tell one another stories of far, beautiful worlds. Suddenly Leila, a girl with green eyes and a warm smile, suggested that tonight she would tell a story from Moonlight Tales.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Nighttime Tales - stories that are told at night</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/58/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/58/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived two brothers named Ali and Mohammad. Ali was a happy, lively child who was always looking for adventure and joy. Mohammad was older than Ali, and he loved to read stories and escape into a make-believe world.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every night, their mother told them stories. These stories were always full of magic and adventure, and they carried the two brothers into a new and different world.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Payment Failed</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/payment-failed/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/payment-failed/</guid><description>The payment transaction was not completed or was cancelled.</description></item><item><title>Payment Successful</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/payment-success/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/payment-success/</guid><description>Your subscription to Ghesedoon English Edition is now active.</description></item><item><title>Plankton and the Tiny Sea Creatures</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/153/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/153/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the deep blue, endless ocean, there was a world full of wonder and beauty. This world was home to tiny, amazing creatures called plankton. The plankton were so very small that most people never saw them, but they played a hugely important part in the life of the sea.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of these plankton was named Popo. Popo was a little, curious plankton who always wanted to explore the sea and meet other creatures. Every day, Popo and his friends—the other plankton—swam and played in the clear ocean water.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Plants and Life - a story about plants and their role in our lives</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/130/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/130/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;The Story of Plants and Life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway village, there was a beautiful flower garden. In this garden grew colorful flowers like lilies, daffodils, and many other kinds. The flower garden filled every child and grown-up in the village with wonder and joy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, a young cat named Keshkesh walked through the garden of lilies and daffodils. Keshkesh loved the beautiful flowers and their sweet smell, and every morning he came to the garden to enjoy their beauty.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Playful Giants - giants who love to play</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/112/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/112/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a small, beautiful village beside a great forest. The forest was full of tall trees and colorful birds. But what made the village different from other places were the big, playful giants who lived in the forest. Unlike the scary giants in stories, these giants were very kind and playful, and they always loved to play with children.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rainbow Dance</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/188/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/188/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small village, the sky filled every day with a rainbow of sunlight and rain. In this village, life was beautiful and full of the color and scent of joy. In Princess Lily’s house, the days always began with a rainbow dance.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lily was a little girl with big eyes the color of the blue sky. She always looked at the world with a bright, happy smile, and every day she waited with all her energy for the rainbow dance in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rainfall and How It Helps Plants and Animals</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/159/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/159/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, green village, there lived a little boy named Kian. Kian loved nature and always wanted to play in the garden and in the forests around the village. He always looked carefully at the plants and animals and enjoyed the beauties of nature.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Kian was playing in the garden, the sky slowly grew dark and big clouds appeared. Kian looked at the sky in surprise and said to his mother, “Mama, why has the sky gone dark?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Running in the Green Meadow</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/193/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/193/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a green meadow full of flowers and nightingales, there lived a little boy named Arman. Arman was a happy, energetic boy who always loved to play and run with his friends in the meadow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Early one morning, Arman and his friends, Sam and Sara, came to the meadow to play and run. The meadow was full of colorful flowers and tall green trees. The sky was blue and clear, and the sun was slowly coming out from behind the mountain.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>School Adventures - stories from a magic school</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/78/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/78/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small and beautiful town, there was a magic school called the School of Stars. This school was very special, because everything in it was magic and wonderful. The children of this school went to class every day with excitement and joy, and they learned new and magical things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the children at this school was a kind little girl named Nazanin. Nazanin loved her school and her friends, and she went to class every day with a happy heart. One weekday, when Nazanin arrived at school, their magic teacher, Ms. Mahtab, said to them, &amp;ldquo;Today is a special day. We are going to have a magic adventure.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sea giant - A giant that lives in the sea.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/107/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/107/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Next to a small and quiet village, which was right by the sea, lived people who always told many stories about a sea giant. This sea giant was known as &amp;ldquo;Neptune&amp;rdquo;. Everyone said Neptune was a kind and loving giant, but no one had ever seen him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One summer day, a little boy named Ali, who was very curious and brave, decided to go in search of Neptune. He went to the beach with his hat and sunglasses and a small bag full of food and water.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Seasonal Changes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/154/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/154/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a green, lively forest, many animals lived, and each of them had their own special adventures in every season of the year. This forest was full of tall trees, clear rivers, and colorful flowers. As each season passed, the forest changed, and the animals changed along with it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One spring day, when everything in the forest had woken up, a little rabbit named Lily hopped out of her burrow. She was so happy to see the new flowers and smell the sweet spring air that she ran this way and that. Lily said to her friends, “Spring is here! The flowers have opened and everything has woken up. Let’s play together!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Shirkouhan and Friendship - the friendship of a lion and a mouse</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/6/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/6/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in the heart of a big green forest, there lived a strong and kind lion named Shirkouhan. Shirkouhan was the strongest and most magnificent animal in the forest, and all the animals respected him. But even with all his strength, Shirkouhan was very kind and friendly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One warm, sunny day, Shirkouhan decided to rest in the shade of a big tree. He lay down quietly under the tree and closed his eyes. Just then, a little mouse named Moosho was playing near Shirkouhan. Moosho was full of energy and curiosity, and he was always looking for new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Shore Birds</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/163/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/163/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a calm, beautiful shore, where the blue water sparkled because of the sunlight, a colorful group of birds lived. These birds, each with their own color, shape, and ways, spent their lives on that shore in a charming, wonderful way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the birds of this shore was named Blackbeak. He was a big black bird with white wings who, every morning, flew from a tree near the shore and looked for food. Blackbeak loved to fly freely in the blue sky and over the trembling waves of the sea, and to play with his bird friends.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Skating in the Park</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/197/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/197/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;One warm, sunny day, in a little town called Happytown, little friends named Mahin, Sara, Ali, and Niloufar went to the neighborhood park. They always loved to play in the park, and today they were having a good time together too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mahin, a brave, energetic little boy, had come with skates for the first time. He stood on his skates and showed his friends how to skate in the park. Sara, a smart, creative little girl, smiled at Mahin and said, “I want to skate too!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sleepy Bear - a bear who cannot fall asleep</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/8/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/8/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a big green forest, there lived a kind bear named Khabaloo. Khabaloo, like all other bears, loved to sleep. But one night, something strange happened. Khabaloo could not fall asleep! He tossed and turned in his soft, warm bed, but sleep would not come.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Khabaloo got up and went to see his friends: an energetic squirrel named Noosha and a wise owl named Darwin. He said sadly, &amp;ldquo;Friends, I cannot sleep! I do not know what to do.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Soccer in the Schoolyard</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/191/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/191/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway village, there was a little girl named Melissa. She was a young girl who always enjoyed playing soccer in her schoolyard. The schoolyard was a great prize, and every day after lessons and schoolwork were done, happy, energetic games began there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a special day, all the students came into the schoolyard. The sun shone in the sky, and the air was springlike and pleasant. Melissa and her friends decided to hold a big soccer game. They made teams and went calmly out to the schoolyard.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Songbird - A bird that sings beautiful songs</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/105/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/105/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the village of birds, where all the birds lived together and woke up early every morning with their songs, there lived a special bird named Pip. Pip was a very special bird, the sound of his song captivated everyone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every morning, Pip sat on a high branch of a tree in the middle of the bird village. As his eyes opened, he began to sing. Pip&amp;rsquo;s beautiful voice, like a magical poem, stirred and attracted everyone. Small and big birds, from all corners of the village, gathered to hear the sound of the pipe.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Space Adventures - adventures from space</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/121/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/121/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Space Adventures&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day in a small village near the forest, there lived a little boy named Arman. Arman was a boy with many bright ideas, and he was always looking for adventure and discovering new things. Every night he looked at the stars and the sky and wished for a journey into space.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Arman was playing in a garden beside the river, a little astronaut landed on the earth from the sky. The astronaut was another child from a faraway planet who was looking for friendship and adventure. When Arman saw him, he was very happy and they met.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Spring Tales - stories of spring</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/126/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/126/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far land, a place where the grasses were always green and the flowers were always colorful, a beautiful spring day began. In this pretty land lived a little girl named Leila. Leila was a brave, curious girl who always explored the world around her and enjoyed the beauties of the spring season.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, life in Leila’s land changed. She found her way into a new world full of adventure and both sadness and joy. One day, just as always, Leila went to the forest to look for new flowers and colorful birds. But this time she met a kind little person with a little bird named Parsa.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Summer Adventures - summer adventures of children</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/71/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/71/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, four friends named Arman, Melika, Artin, and Leila lived. In the summer, when school was closed, they were always looking for adventure and new games. This summer was no different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One warm summer day, the children decided to go to the forest near the village and have a day full of adventure. They packed snacks and water and set off toward the forest. The forest was full of tall trees and colorful flowers, and beautiful birds sang among the branches.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sunny Days and the Beauties of Nature</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/165/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/165/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny day, with a blue sky and no clouds, there was a delightful forest full of beauty. In this forest lived tall green trees, colorful flowers, and sweet-singing birds. Every day, new beauties were discovered in this forest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, the sun had painted the sky yellow and orange. This day was very warm, and a crowd of insects and birds searched there for coolness and food. A beautiful butterfly with colorful wings sat on a pretty plant among colorful flowers. With her movements, she showed everyone how beautiful and alive she was.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sweet Mind - the girl who solves problems with her sweet wisdom</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/48/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/48/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village lived a little, kind girl named Shirin. Shirin was a clever girl who was always seen with a sweet smile on her lips. That is why everyone called her Sweet Mind. She was always ready to help anyone who needed help.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Shirin was playing in their garden, she heard a loud cry. She followed the sound and came to a little goat named Bezi who was crying beside the stream. Shirin asked kindly, “Bezi, why are you crying?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sweet Tongue - the girl who talks with animals</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/28/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/28/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, charming village called Roozgard, there lived a little girl named Anya. Anya was a curious, kind girl who always helped the village animals and talked with them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Anya went to a big tree near the river. She sat beneath the tree and listened to the sound of the water. Just then, a rabbit named Happy joined her and said, “Hello, Anya! What’s new?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Swimming Adventures in the Pool</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/189/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/189/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful town there was a big, happy pool that was always full of cheerful, energetic children. This was a place where children swam happily in their colorful swimsuits and enjoyed the water and the sun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of these children was a little girl named Sara. Sara was a girl with brown eyes and brown hair who always looked at the world with a smile. She loved swimming, and every time she came to the pool she jumped with joy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Swinging in the Garden</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/200/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/200/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little village called Cheer, there was a big, beautiful garden full of colorful flowers and fruit trees. This garden was a place where children could play together and enjoy happy moments there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny day, four friends named Mohammad, Zahra, Ali, and Nazanin decided to go to the garden and swing together. With smiles on their faces, they set off toward the garden.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Adventures of the Horsefly and Lovable Khar</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/171/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/171/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a big garden full of beautiful flowers and plants, two lovable insects named Horsefly and Khar lived. Horsefly was a little insect with clear wings and shining colors who was always looking for adventure and discovering new things. He loved to hop and fly among the flowers and trees of the garden, and with his happy, joyful movements he always made people laugh and feel wonder.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Adventurous Cat - a cat who gets lost in the forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/adventureous-cat/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/adventureous-cat/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived a cat named Pishi. Pishi was a small white cat with bright green eyes who loved adventure. He always wanted to discover new places and find new friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful, sunny day, Pishi decided to go to the forest near the village and explore it. He told his mother, “Mama, I want to go to the forest and see what interesting things are there.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Adventurous Fish</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/168/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/168/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the deep ocean, life flowed in a magical, beautiful way. Little fish and big fish, with many colors and patterns, lived in their homes. Here everything was full of beauty and adventure, and the fish were always looking to discover and find new things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the adventurous fish was named Baboon. He was a little, skillful fish who always wanted to go on an adventure. With his confidence and high energy, he amazed everyone. One day, Baboon decided to go after a new adventure and to bring his friends along too.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Adventurous Sea - the adventures of a daring sea voyage</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/47/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/47/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small seaside village, there lived a boy named Amir. Amir loved the sea and sea adventures. Every day he went to the shore and played with his little wooden ships. He always wished that one day he would go on a real sea voyage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Amir was at the shore, a big, beautiful ship called the Silver Sea arrived at the harbor. The ship’s captain, a kind old man named Captain Nader, came close to Amir with a smile and said, “Hello, little boy! Would you like to go on an adventurous sea voyage?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Basket of Tasty Fruit</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/187/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/187/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a warm, sunny day, in a small village, life was always happy and full of the color and scent of tasty fruit. In this village lived a kind woman named Mrs. Golya. She had a little garden full of delicious fruit like apples, oranges, peaches, and grapes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Golya always woke up early in the morning and went to her garden to pick her fruit. With her big, kind hands she took the fruit from the trees and gathered it in a bright fruit basket. Her basket was truly a work of art, filled with all the colors of life.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Bees’ Dance Contest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/164/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/164/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a world full of colorful flowers and beautiful blossoms, the bees searched for nectar and food. They always hopped from flower to flower with energy and joy to gather nectar from the tips of the petals and return to their home. But one day, in a forest far from the city, the bees decided to hold a dance contest to show one another how much skill and beauty there was in their dancing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Big Giant - a giant who lives in the forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/125/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/125/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest full of secrets, there lived a big giant named Ghariba. Ghariba was a big giant with a good heart, but he was always alone and had no friend. Beside a tall tree covered with green leaves, he hid himself among the deep places of the forest. All the creatures of the forest were afraid of him and called him a bad giant, but in truth Ghariba was only a lonely giant with a tired heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Big Summer Watermelon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/172/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/172/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Welcome to a summer day in a little village full of warm, sunny weather! In these hot summer days, there was a beautiful life in this village. The children played happily in the streets and gardens, the trees made tasty fruits, and everyone was looking for something cool and fresh for themselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In these hot summer days, a big, juicy watermelon sat in a garden. This watermelon was as big as a bed, and it had a green, crisp rind that shone with freshness in the warm summer sun. The children of the village called it “the big summer watermelon,” and they were proud to have a watermelon so big and tasty.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Birds Race - a story of birds competing and racing</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/136/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/136/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, birds of many colors and many songs lived together. In this forest the birds held games every day and raced one another to show who had the greater skill.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the birds was named Papa, and he had beautiful blue and orange feathers. He was always hardworking and full of energy in the races, and every day he looked for a chance to do his very best flying. Papa also loved to open his wings in the sky and feel free.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Birth of a Star - the story of a star being born in the sky</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/23/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/23/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far land, where the sky was always full of shining stars, a magic night was about to happen. All the stars had gathered in the sky and were waiting to celebrate the birth of a new star. This little star had not yet come into the world, but everyone was talking about her and waiting to see her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Boy and the Balloon - a boy who goes on an adventure with his balloon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/18/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/18/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small town full of colorful houses, there lived a little boy named Arad. Arad was a curious, energetic boy who was always looking for new adventures. He loved playing in the park and discovering new things. One day, Arad went with his mother to a festival in the town. The festival was full of colors, music, and tasty treats.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Boy and the Magic Stick - the boy who works wonders with his magic stick</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/41/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/41/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a little village beside forests full of secrets lived a young boy named Milo. Milo always loved the forest and respected all its creatures. With more care and eagerness than anyone else, he helped the wildlife keepers, and every morning he went to the forest early to see what adventures were waiting for him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Milo was looking for new creatures, he came upon a magic stick. The stick looked ordinary, but it had magic qualities that only Milo could understand. When Milo picked up the stick and looked at it more closely, a gentle shine rose from it, and a kind voice reached his ears: “Hello, Milo! I am the Magic Stick, and I can help you.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Brave Mouse - a mouse who stands up to the cats</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/5/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/5/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small and beautiful village, there lived a little mouse named Mani. Mani lived with his family in a quiet, cozy underground home. Every day, Mani and his friends went looking for food and played together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But there was a problem in the village. Big cats prowled around the village and always frightened the mice. The cats were very big and scary, and none of the mice dared to go near them.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Brave Princess - a princess who solves problems with courage</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/85/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/85/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway land, in a kingdom full of trees and colorful flowers, there lived Princess Anika. Anika was a princess with blue eyes and golden hair who always looked at the world with a smile. She helped everyone, and her friends loved her courage and her kind face very much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, news reached Anika from a little town near her kingdom. In that town there lived a terrible monster that slipped into the houses every night and frightened the people. When Anika heard that no one had yet dared to stand up to the monster, she decided to help them.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Butterflies’ Journey and Their Long Walk</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/166/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/166/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a world full of color and beauty, there lived butterflies. With their colorful wings and lovely movements, they always searched for sweet-smelling, sweet flowers. But one day, spring came, and the air grew warm and pleasant. This new season was the time of the butterflies’ migration, and they got ready for their long journey.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every year in spring, the butterflies traveled from warm southern places to cooler northern places. This journey was not only a chance to find food and better places to rest, but also a chance to see beautiful, new views of nature.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Bear - a child's friendship with a bear.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/147/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/147/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a land far from towns and villages, there lived a little boy named Artin. Artin was a brave, kind-hearted child who always loved exploring the forests around his house. Every morning he woke up early and, with a basket of dates and cheese, walked the dirt roads toward the trees.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Artin went toward a deep part of the forest. This part of the forest was full of tall trees that made a covering shade. Artin was looking for wildflowers to bring to his grandmother. While he was running among the trees, he suddenly heard a bearlike sound. Artin trembled with fear at first, then slowly turned his head and saw a young bear with brown eyes and soft brown fur standing before him.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Cat - a child's friendship with a cat.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/132/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/132/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, faraway town, there lived a little boy named Artin. Artin was an energetic, cheerful boy who was always looking for adventure and play. He loved to climb on building blocks, play soccer in the park with his friends, and find a new friend wherever he went.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Artin decided to go on a new adventure. He walked to a big park full of trees and beautiful flowers. While Artin was playing, a little fluffy cat came out from under a tree and walked toward him. The cat had sweet blue eyes and looked as if it could be a very good friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Giant - a child's friendship with a giant.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/152/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/152/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village, there lived a child named Ali. Ali was a kind, curious boy who always loved to discover new things. One day, while Ali was playing in the forest, he heard a strange sound. He walked toward the sound and, among the tall trees, came to a big cave.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ali stepped into the cave carefully. He was afraid, but his curiosity was stronger than his fear. Inside the cave, a big, sad giant was sitting. The giant said to Ali in a calm, kind voice, &amp;ldquo;Hello, little one. Who are you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Lion - a child's friendship with a lion</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/137/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/137/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in the heart of a green forest, there lived a little child named Milo. Milo was a kind-hearted, energetic child who always loved to play with the animals of the forest and make friends with them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Milo was playing beside a quiet river, a young lion named Leo came near. Leo was a big, strong lion, and the other animals always treated him with respect. But Milo was not afraid of Leo. Instead, he became Leo&amp;rsquo;s friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Moon - a child's friendship with the moon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/81/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/81/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small town full of color and light, there lived a little boy named Milad. Milad was an energetic, creative boy who, every night after dinner, went out to the balcony of their house and looked at the sky. He loved the sky and the stars, but more than anything, he liked the moon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every night Milad smiled and said hello to the moon. &amp;ldquo;Hello, dear Moon. How are you tonight?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Star - a child's friendship with a star</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/124/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/124/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village in the heart of forests full of secrets, there lived a little boy named Armin. Armin, with eyes full of wonder and a heart full of wishes, always looked at the sky and made friends with the shining lights of the stars.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One night, when the sky was full of shining stars, Armin went out alone for the first time into the dark, mysterious forests. He walked toward the tall trees and the deep shadows and met a little magic star who gave him a shining light and a sudden friendship.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Child and the Talking Cat</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/170/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/170/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, delightful town, the life of a child named Alice flowed with her family, full of happiness and fun. Alice was a little girl with bright eyes and lots of energy who was always looking to discover new and interesting things. She loved animals, and especially cats—especially a little yellow cat named Susan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Susan was a special cat, because she could talk! She spoke in human language and talked with Alice and her family. This clever, lovable cat always talked with Alice about their everyday adventures and went along with her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Chocolate House - a house made of chocolate</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/92/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/92/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a beautiful day with lovely weather, a little girl named Leila lived in the streets of a small town called the City of Sweets. The City of Sweets, just like its name, was full of houses and shops made of tasty sweets and chocolates. But the most special and lovely house of all was the house known as the Chocolate House.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Cinema and an Adventure Movie</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/198/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/198/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little town called Cheer, a small group of friends named Armin, Leila, Kian, and Sara decided to go to the cinema to see an exciting adventure movie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They all went to the cinema with excitement and joy. Sara, a creative, clever little girl, said to everyone, “I love adventure movies. I am so curious to see what movie we will watch this time.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The City Mice - the life of mice in the big city</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/24/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/24/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a big, dusty city, the life of the mice was always full of adventure. This city was full of tall buildings and busy streets that were always filled with the noise of cars.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In one of the alleys of this city, a little group of mice lived. These mice were all friends with one another, and they played together every day. Their favorite fun was discovering new and interesting places in the city. For them the main excitement was finding all the different places in the city they could go.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The City of Stories - a city full of strange tales</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/4/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/4/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway world, there was a city called the City of Stories. This city was full of houses, and each house had a strange and magical tale. Every day, when the sun rose, the children woke up and went to the storytelling houses to hear new stories.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In one corner of the city there was a house that told the story of the Rabbit and the Turtle. In this story, a swift rabbit raced a calm, slow turtle. The rabbit thought he was much faster than the turtle and decided to take a little nap in the middle of the race. But when he woke up, he saw that the turtle had quietly come close to the finish line and had won! This story taught the children not to underestimate anyone.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Clever Fox - the fox who tricks everyone</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/29/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/29/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest there lived a fox named Rudy. He was a smart, clever fox who was always looking for adventure and fun. Rudy always had tricks for playing with his friends, but unlike other foxes, he never wanted anyone to get hurt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Rudy went to visit his friends in the forest. All the animals were happy and playing together. A little monkey boy named Mickey said to Rudy, “Dear Rudy, you always make us glad with your tricks. Do you have a trick today too?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Clever Mouse - a mouse who always finds a way</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/70/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/70/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a green forest full of tall trees, there lived a small, clever mouse named Mooshi. Mooshi was always looking for food and new friends, and because of his clever mind, he always found a way to solve every problem.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful day, Mooshi decided to look for fresh nuts and seeds for the coming winter. He came carefully out of his nest and began to search the forest. While he was passing among the leaves and branches, he suddenly heard a little cry.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Colorful Butterfly - a butterfly with beautiful colors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/66/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/66/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a world full of color and joy, the life of a butterfly named Colorful began. Colorful was a butterfly whose wings shone in many colors: red, blue, yellow, and purple. She lived in a garden full of colorful flowers and high places covered with green, beautiful plants.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As a very special butterfly, Colorful was always proud that she could give color and beauty to the world around her. She flew through the garden, and with every bunch of flowers she saw, she sipped the sweet nectar hidden in the heart of the blossom.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Crystal Castle - a castle made of crystal</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/113/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/113/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a castle known as the Crystal Castle. This large, beautiful castle was made of clear, shining crystals, and when the sunlight fell on it, it sparkled like a brilliant jewel. In this castle lived a small, kind prince named Luna.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Luna loved the Crystal Castle and the beautiful gardens around it. Every morning he played in the castle garden with colorful birds and pretty butterflies. One morning, while Luna was playing, he heard a cry in the distance. He went toward the sound and saw a small, sad rabbit sitting under a bush.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Dream House - the house where anything is possible</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/44/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/44/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a spring day, a little boy named Arian lived in a small, beautiful village. Arian was a creative, energetic boy who always loved building and making new things. He also loved playing different games with his friends and looked every day for new adventures to discover.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Arian was playing with his friends in the forest. They were looking for a place to build an imaginary, dreamy house where anything could be possible. Arian said to his friends, “Let’s gather sticks and build a dream house!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Enchanted Book - the book that can show the future</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/40/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/40/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, faraway town there was a little library that all the children loved to visit and read different books. In this library there was a special magic book called the Enchanted Book. Because of its magic power, this book could show children the future.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the children who loved to read very much was a girl named Melissa. She always visited the town library and was always eager and excited to read new books. One day, while Melissa was in the library, her eye fell on the Enchanted Book. When she saw the shining, beautiful book, she was drawn to it and decided to read it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Festival of Colors - a festival full of happy colors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/87/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/87/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway, beautiful forest, an exciting festival full of joy and cheer was held. They called it the Festival of Colors. This festival took place every year in early spring, when the flowers began to dance and the sky shone red, blue, and yellow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a sunny day, all the creatures of the forest, from colorful birds to the forest animals, gathered to join this festival. Birds with rainbow feathers, flowers of many colors, and even little insects with bright wings took part.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Forest and Fishing - a story of fishing in the forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/99/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/99/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest full of tall trees and beautiful flowers, there lived a little boy named Tom. Tom loved being in nature and meeting the animals of the forest. Every day he went looking for new adventures in the woods.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Tom decided to go fishing. He picked up a little bag of fishing things and went toward a blue, beautiful river in the forest. The river had clear water and was full of colorful fish.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Friendship of the Rabbit and the Turtle - the story of the rabbit and turtle race</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/rabbit-and-turtle/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/rabbit-and-turtle/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a green, beautiful forest, there lived a rabbit named Bunny and a turtle named Lucky. Bunny was very fast and nimble, and he always loved to race the other animals. Lucky, unlike Bunny, moved slowly and patiently.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Bunny said to Lucky, “Lucky, let’s have a race. I am sure I will reach the finish line much sooner than you!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lucky answered with a calm smile, “Very well, Bunny. I am ready. But remember that it is not always important who reaches the finish line first. What matters is enjoying the path.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Frog and the Magic Pond</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/181/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/181/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a warm, sunny day, in the heart of a faraway forest, there lived a young frog named Pooshideh. He was a small, lively frog who was always looking for adventure and new discoveries.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pooshideh was always searching for a magic pond of water. Old tales said that in that pond, whatever someone’s heart wished for would come true. But no one knew where the magic pond was, or how to find it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Garden King - the king who loves his garden</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/36/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/36/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far, beautiful land lived a kind king named King Nader. King Nader loved his garden and spent most of his time there. The king’s garden was full of colorful flowers, fruit trees, and clear springs. Every day he walked in his garden with a smile on his lips and enjoyed its beauty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;King Nader always told his helpers, “My garden is like a treasure. We must take good care of it.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Gardeners Race - a story of a contest among gardeners in the garden</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/131/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/131/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a little village in the heart of the mountains, there was a big, beautiful garden that made all the villagers proud. The garden was full of colorful flowers, fruit trees, and sweet-smelling plants, and every child who came there was filled with wonder.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, the gardeners of the village decided to hold a contest. It was a gardening race, and whoever could keep a garden most beautiful and full of glory would win. Each gardener had to care for the plants, give them water, and look after them until the garden was as lovely as it could be.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Ghost Hunters - the children who go hunting for ghosts</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/42/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/42/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, faraway village, life was quiet and close. Young, energetic children lived in this village who always loved adventures and discovering secrets. One of these children was a boy named Leo, who liked to search for ghosts and hidden secrets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every night, after the sun went down and the dark nights began, Leo went to the forest with his friends. They looked for ghosts and spirits that people’s legends told about. These children searched together for creatures beyond the ordinary world, and every night they found new, exciting adventures for themselves.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Golden Bird - a bird with golden feathers.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/129/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/129/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest, where tall, lively trees reached the sky, there lived a very special bird named Zarin. Zarin was a bird with golden, shining feathers, and every child who saw those feathers was filled with wonder.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, as Zarin wandered through the forest, he saw a little child sitting sadly under a tree. The child was confused and no longer knew the way out of the forest. Zarin flew quickly toward the child with his golden feathers and asked, &amp;ldquo;Hello, why are you so sad?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Golden Fish - a fish who grants wishes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/17/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/17/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village near the sea, there lived a little boy named Ali. Ali was a curious and kind boy who loved to play by the sea and listen to his grandmother&amp;rsquo;s stories. Every day after school, Ali went to the shore and played with the sand and the colorful stones.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Ali decided that instead of playing, he would put his little boat in the water and go out to sea. He loved watching the fish and the gentle waves. When he reached the middle of the sea, suddenly a beautiful golden fish jumped out of the water and stopped in front of Ali&amp;rsquo;s boat. The fish said in a gentle voice, &amp;ldquo;Hello, Ali! I am the Golden Fish, and I can grant three of your wishes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Guardian Angel - an angel who cares for a child</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/56/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/56/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, faraway village, there lived a little girl named Sara. Sara was a kind-hearted, lively girl who always wore a smile and colorful dresses. She loved to play with the flowers in her garden and call to the birds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Sara met an unexpected guest. She was a guardian angel who had cared for Sara since she was a little child. But no one except Sara could see this special angel. Her name was Armina, and she was always beside Sara to keep her safe and happy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Happiness Bird - a bird that brings happiness</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/55/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/55/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, there lived a special bird named the Happiness Bird. This bird had yellow wings and feathers that shone like crystal, and he was always smiling and glad. He had a special gift: he could bring happiness to others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Happiness Bird hopped and fluttered from tree to tree. Wherever he went, he brought cheer all around him. He looked for new friends and played with the children of the forest. With a happy, beautiful song, the Happiness Bird made everyone laugh and filled their hearts with happiness.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Ice Kingdom - a frozen land of chilly adventures</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/60/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/60/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway village, there was an ice kingdom built in a land covered with snow and ice. It was a winter land, always full of cold days and snowy weather. In this kingdom a great king named the Ice King ruled, and his people went everywhere in warm, colorful clothes to stay safe from the cold.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Insects Speed Race - a story of insects and how fast they go.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/151/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/151/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a green corner of a leafy forest, little colorful insects lived. Every day they played together and enjoyed the fresh air and the smell of the flowers. One summer day, they decided to hold a race to see which of them was the fastest. They named this race the Insects Speed Race.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the insects gathered in a little field. The field was full of green leaves and colorful flowers. Green Grasshopper, Red Ladybug, Colorful Butterfly, Black Ant, and Yellow Bee were all ready to race. Each of them was special in some way, but all of them were eager to show their very best.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Iron Bird - a bird made of iron</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/79/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/79/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little town, there was a make-believe bird named the Iron Bird. He was not an ordinary bird, and he was not quite a magic bird either. He was made of iron, with wings of iron beams and feathers of iron sheets. But the strangest thing about him was that he never came down to the ground. He was always flying in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Kind Donkey and His Forest Friends</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/173/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/173/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway forest full of beauty, there lived a kind donkey named Lulu. Lulu was a good-hearted, kind donkey who always ran through the forest with a smile on his lips and was friends with everyone. His gentleness and kindness made all the animals in the forest respect him and be his friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lulu lived in the forest with his friends. One of his close friends was a clever fox named Rudy. Rudy was a fox with red eyes and a fluffy tail who, with his beautiful movements and clever tricks, could always solve any problem. Lulu always went looking for adventure with Rudy, and together they discovered new things in the forest.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Kind Fairies - fairies who help children</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/97/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/97/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a far, far village, where there were still many tales and stories to tell, on a cold winter day, with snow-covered trees and an endless blue sky, the story of the kind fairies began.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In that village there lived a little girl named Sara. Sara wished to have a garden of colorful flowers, and she always played with the birds and the little animals in her garden. But one winter day, a heavy snow covered the ground and turned everything white.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Kind Giant - a giant who comes to help the people</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/21/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/21/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village called Golestan, the people lived with happiness and peace. This village was full of green gardens and colorful flowers. But the people of Golestan had a big secret: they knew about a kind giant who lived in the mountains near the village.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This kind giant was known as Arash. Unlike other giants, Arash had a big heart and always thought about helping people. He had a big body, but his heart was made of gold. Whenever the people needed help, Arash came to their aid.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Kind Neighbors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/174/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/174/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village, where the flowers always laughed with joy and the blue sky was full of white clouds, there was a little, lovable house. In this house lived a small, warm family. A kind father and mother, and two little children named Milad and Nika.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The neighbors of this family were all kind and good-hearted. Beside their house there was a beautiful house where a lovable old man named Uncle Mohammad lived. Uncle Mohammad was an old man who always lived with a smile on his lips and with love and care for his neighbors. He always worked in his fields and kept his garden tidy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Legend of Snow - a story from a snowy land</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/93/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/93/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a cold, snowy winter day, in a faraway land called Snow Valley, there lived a young girl named Lily. Snow Valley, just like its name, was full of snow and ice, and the trees and rocks covered in snow and ice made it beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lily was a brave, curious girl who always liked to wander among the snowy trees and the white world of Snow Valley. In warm, thick clothes, with a soft hat and gloves, she ran about and looked at every part of this white, beautiful land.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Legend of the Sun - a story about the sun and the moon</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/84/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/84/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a world where anything was possible, there lived the Sun and the Moon. The Sun, with his light and warmth, made everyone happy and full of energy. He began the day with his shine and stayed until sunset with the children who were playing. The Moon was the Sun&amp;rsquo;s good friend, with a soft, kind light that shone on the earth at night.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Legendary Forest - legendary creatures in the forest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/9/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/9/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the legendary forest, where the trees with shiny leaves and magic flowers trembled gently, life flowed in a strange and wonderful way. This forest was full of creatures who had just come into the world and had extraordinary powers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In one part of this forest lived a young, brave fairy named Lilia. She had rainbow-colored wings and always went looking for new adventures with a smile on her face. Lilia loved nature, and every day she explored the forest with her best friend, a big bear named Coco.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Life of Bees and How They Build Their Home</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/156/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/156/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a corner of a beautiful garden full of colorful flowers, there was a honeybee hive. This hive was the home of thousands of little, busy bees. Every morning, the bees flew out of the hive to gather flower nectar and bring it back home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of these bees was a little bee named Zizi. Zizi was very curious and loved to learn. She always wanted to know how bees build their beautiful home and how they make tasty honey.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Little Giant - a giant who is kind despite his size</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/95/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/95/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village, there lived a giant named Tommy. He was a giant, but not such a big one. He was not very tall, and he was not very wide. He was about the size of other giants, but in his heart he wanted to find new friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy had a little house beside a river that ran through the village. His house was made of oak wood, and it shone beautifully with the colorful flowers all around it. Tommy loved nature, and every morning he talked with the birds and the other little creatures of nature.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Little King - a little king who makes everyone happy</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/14/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/14/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a far land, there lived a king named Nima in a city called Greental, a place where everyone had peace and happiness. Nima was a king who, with a heart full of kindness and courage, always looked for ways to bring joy and happiness to his people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nima&amp;rsquo;s castle stood on the top of a mountain, and from there he could look out over the whole city and the land around it. Every day, Nima rode around the city with his loyal horse and talked with his people. He treated every citizen, from the smallest child to the old men and women, with respect and friendship, and he always cared about them.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Little Loyal Dog</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/185/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/185/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a beautiful, sunny day, in a small, cozy house, there lived a little dog named Tiki. Tiki was a dog full of energy who always wagged his tail and looked for play and adventure. He was a loyal friend who always followed his owner, a little boy named Luca.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Luca was a small, brave boy who went everywhere with Tiki. They played games together in the park, had picnics in the garden, and even went to school together. With his happy, energetic ways, Tiki always made Luca glad and made him feel safe.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Little Mosquito and the Big Journey</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/175/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/175/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, faraway village, the life of the mosquitoes was full of happiness and calm. Every day, the little mosquitoes with their clear, shining wings flew around the flowers and trees and enjoyed the sweets of the flowers and the tasty fruits.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of these mosquitoes was named Kitty. Kitty was a little, cheerful mosquito who was always looking for adventure and discovering new things. She always hopped with her friends in the village and traveled up to the top of the sky to see the beauties of the village well.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Lost Island - an island that must be found</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/67/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/67/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in an age of adventure and discovery, a little girl named Leila was on a road trip with her mother and father. They were looking for a lost island known as the Lost Island, said to lie in the deep seas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leila looked far away through the car window with wide eyes. She wanted so much to search for the Lost Island and, by seeing it, have an exciting adventure. She listened to all the stories her father told about mysterious islands, and she always hoped that one day she would travel to a real island.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Lost Ship - the ship that gets lost at sea</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/30/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/30/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a faraway, beautiful island lived children full of energy and joy. The island sat beside a calm, smooth sea that always looked bright and cheerful. On this island there was a magical story about the Lost Ship.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny, pleasant day, the children of the island talked about the ships that left the lakeside harbor and went on journeys. But the story that pulled everyone in was the story of the Lost Ship. According to that story, a ship called the Silver Ship had one day been lost at sea. The ship was led by Captain Niko, a skilled and lovable fisherman, who kept sailing on faraway seas.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Amusement Park - a city full of magic games</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/63/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/63/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway world where magic could touch everything, there was a city called the Magic Amusement Park. This city was full of little wizards who made interesting, magical games for other children every day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In this city, the streets and lanes were full of color and light. Everywhere you looked, you saw a new game. From magic tree trunks that could turn into a big tree with one tap of a hand, to magic car washes that cleaned your fingers with a scrap of cloth, everything in this city was exciting and full of wonder for children.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Bird - a bird that does magic.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/116/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/116/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway village there lived a little boy named Armin and his younger sister, Leila. Every day Armin and Leila watched the birds in the sky, and while they were playing, a magic bird named Robine would land in the village.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Robine was a bird with colorful, shining feathers. Every day, with her magic feathers, she showed the children of the village little bits of magic. She could dress the trees in different colors, turn the flowers into new colors, and even change the river water into brighter, prettier colors.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Box - a box full of wonderful gifts</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/57/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/57/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny day full of joy, a little girl named Leila was playing in her garden. Leila was a small, curious girl who was always looking for adventure and new things to discover. With a smile on her lips, she ran among the beautiful flowers and talked with the little birds in the trees.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, beside a big tree, Leila found a small, colorful box. It looked as if it was full of secrets. When Leila saw the box, she wondered what wonderful things might be hidden inside.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Garden - a garden full of flowers and magic creatures</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/82/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/82/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway, beautiful world, there was a magic garden that filled every child with wonder. This garden was full of colorful flowers and magic creatures, and you could feel them in every corner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A little girl named Anisa always loved this garden very much. Every day after breakfast she went to the magic garden to play with her friends, the colorful birds and the magic butterflies. In this garden you could see flowers of every color you wished. There were yellow flowers, blue flowers, red flowers, and even purple ones whose sweet smell made every child feel fresh and happy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Gift - a gift that makes everyone happy</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/72/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/72/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived a little girl named Nazanin. Nazanin was always glad and happy, and she loved to make everyone happy. She had many friends, and all the people of the village loved her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Nazanin was playing in the forest, she suddenly found a small, beautiful box hidden under a tree. The box looked very old and was decorated with shiny, sparkling jewels. Nazanin picked up the box with excitement and took it home.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Key - the key that opens doors to another world</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/31/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/31/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;One day, on one of the little streets of the city, a boy named Ali was playing. After a happy, energetic game, Ali went toward his grandfather’s house. There he paused for a short while to look at his grandfather’s old toolbox.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Among the tools he found a red key. The key was covered with pictures of flowers, plants, and birds, and it filled Ali with wonder. He took the key and went toward a door in the house that had always been locked. He had often wondered what might be behind it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Necklace - the necklace that grants wishes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/37/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/37/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village with sweet weather, a little girl named Sara lived with her family. Sara was a kind, good-hearted girl who always loved to help others. One day, while she was playing in the forest near the village, she saw something shiny under a bush. Sara came close with curiosity and saw a beautiful, shining necklace lying there.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic of Insects - adventures of wildlife and insect magic</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/123/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/123/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway, beautiful forest, little insects lived. These insects included butterflies with colorful wings, little pigeons with sweet voices, and little worms who were always friends and shared their lives together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, an unkind wizard came to the forest and, with a strange command, filled all the insects with surprise. He had a power that let him catch for himself any insect he looked at.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Race - a race full of magic and excitement</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/73/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/73/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived some children who all loved to play and try new adventures. Among them were three close friends named Arash, Nazanin, and Parham. They always played together and discovered new adventures every day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while these three friends were playing in the village square, they suddenly heard a strange sound. They followed the sound and saw a magic old man in a long robe and a big hat standing in the middle of the square. The old man smiled and said, “Hello, children! I am a wizard, and I have come to your village to hold a magic race. Are you ready?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Scarf</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/190/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/190/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time there was a magic scarf in a faraway village, and it belonged to a boy named Milad. This scarf was not like any other scarf. It had a special magic power that turned cold winter days into a pleasant kind of magic.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Milad was a young boy with an energetic spirit. He always traveled into a world of adventures and wonders with his magic scarf. When he wrapped the magic scarf around his neck, amazing things happened.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Song - a song that can work wonders</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/90/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/90/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village called Flower-Song, life passed quietly. In this village, every day was full of joy and peace, with the sound of birds and the smell of sweet flowers. The people of the village always smiled at one another and celebrated together on every special day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A little girl named Sara lived in this village. Sara was a girl with sparkling eyes and a heart full of kindness. She loved music, and every day she played a little instrument called a flute, which she had inherited from her grandfather. That flute was very old, but it had a sweet, magic sound that made anyone who heard it feel happy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Television and a Special Show</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/194/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/194/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, people lived in a small town called Birdkeeper. In this little town, everyone cared for birds and loved them. But in this town there also lived a child named Leila who found the most magical television in the world.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leila’s television was a very special television. Everything Leila asked of it became real. If Leila wanted to go to space, she only had to press the “Space Travel” button, and everyone would get ready together for a wonderful space journey. If she wanted to see dinosaurs, with one press of the “Time Travel” button they would go to the time of the dinosaurs.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magic Tower - the tower full of magical secrets</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/43/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/43/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a little village far from the city, there was a tall, beautiful tower called the Magic Tower. This tower stood in the heart of a green forest full of beauty, and because of the magical secrets hidden inside it, it was always exciting for the village children.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of these children was a little girl named Leila, who always went with her friends to discover the secrets of the Magic Tower. Leila, with her friends Amir and Nikki, went to the Magic Tower every afternoon and tried to find the secrets and magic hidden there.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Migrating Bird - a story of bird migration and their paths</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/146/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/146/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a forest full of color and beauty, there lived many birds. These different birds traveled from place to place to find food and a good life. One of them was a bird named Peter. Peter was a migrating bird who, every year when the cold season came, traveled with his family to warmer places.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Moving Castle - the castle that can move</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/52/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/52/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway land full of beauty, there was a wonderful magic castle called the Moving Castle. This castle could move whenever it wished and go anywhere its people liked. The Moving Castle stood on top of a tall hill and was always ready to go on new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In this castle lived a little prince named Arian. Arian was a kind, brave boy who was always looking for new adventures and discovering the unknown world. He loved nature and animals and liked to meet new friends.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The New Doll and Everyday Adventures</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/182/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/182/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny, happy day, in a small, cozy house, a new doll named Pico came into the world. She was a small, colorful doll who had just joined a family of lovable dolls. Pico had newly arrived from the same factory where all the house dolls had come from.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pico took her place among her family with a smile full of joy. Every day she played and went on adventures with her new friends, Jino and Lulu. Together they played in the house, put on concerts, and listened to exciting stories.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Park Slide and Happy Games</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/184/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/184/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a magic park full of color and light, there was a blue slide that drew children to beauty and joy every day. This park slide was a place where children spent times of happiness and adventure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A little girl named Anna lived near this park. Anna loved happy games, dancing, and celebrating. Every morning she came to the park with energy and cheer and looked for her friends so they could play together. Anna loved to whoosh down the blue slide and feel free and happy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Princess and the Frog - a princess who turns a frog into a prince</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/19/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/19/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway land, in a big, beautiful castle, there lived a little princess named Nazanin. Nazanin was a kind, warm-hearted girl, and all the people of her land loved her. She loved nature and animals, and she always played in the castle garden with the flowers and the birds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One sunny day, Nazanin decided to go to a beautiful lake near their castle. She picked up a little basket of bread and tasty fruit and set off toward the lake. When she reached the lake, she sat under a big tree and enjoyed the beautiful views around her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Rainbow Bird - a bird with rainbow feathers</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/139/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/139/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, there lived a special bird called the Rainbow Bird. This bird was very beautiful, and its feathers were many colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Everyone who saw it was amazed by the beauty of those feathers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Rainbow Bird was very happy and always flew through the sky with a smile. It loved to play with the other birds and animals of the forest, and it amazed everyone with the beauty of its feathers.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Rainbow Castle - a castle in rainbow colors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/100/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/100/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway, beautiful world, there was a castle called the Rainbow Castle. This castle, with tall towers and thick walls, was made of dreams and magic thoughts. But what made this castle one of a kind were the rainbow colors spread over all its buildings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the Rainbow Castle, life flowed in a magic way. Every day the princess there, together with the little prince and their friends, played happy, exciting games. With the castle&amp;rsquo;s magic colors, they brought laughter and joy for all their visitors.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Rainbow Fish - a fish with beautiful colors</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/118/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/118/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a deep blue sea there lived a young fish named Rainbow. He was a very special fish, because he had all the colors of the rainbow on his body. He had every color you could think of: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and even gray. Every day, with the sunlight, he went to the waters around him and, with his lovely colors, made a bright spot in those waters.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Rainbow Path - the journey to the end of the rainbow</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/49/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/49/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful village, there lived a girl named Leila. Leila loved colors and magical stories. Every day she sat watching the sky and waited for a beautiful rainbow to appear. She had always heard from her grandmother that at the end of the rainbow a treasure is hidden.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, after a summer rain, Leila noticed a big, beautiful rainbow painted in the sky. She shouted with excitement, “Grandma, look! A rainbow!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Sand Castle - a castle made of sand</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/77/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/77/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, near a beautiful shore, there lived a little boy named Arman. Arman loved the sea and playing with the sand on the beach. Every day he went to the shore with his mother and father and played for hours with the soft sand. One day, Arman decided to build a big, beautiful castle out of sand.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Science Lab - a story of science experiments and new discoveries</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/155/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/155/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, pretty village, there lived a boy named Arman. Arman was a curious, clever boy who always wanted to learn new things and make discoveries. He lived in a house with a big garden full of colorful flowers and tall trees.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while Arman was playing in the garden, he saw something strange. A big, old box sat under one of the trees. Arman ran to the box with excitement and opened it. Inside were many science tools: a microscope, glass jars, a dropper, and a little book with all kinds of instructions.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Secret of the Dark Castle - the story of a dark castle’s secrets</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/68/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/68/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a little village in the heart of the mountains, there stood a dark, mysterious castle. With its tall stone walls and windows that were always closed, this castle stayed a puzzle and a secret for the children of the village.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, a little boy named Arman, whose heart longed to discover the secrets of the dark castle, decided to find out about this mysterious land. Arman asked his friends Melika, Artin, and Leila for help, and they all began to look around the castle together.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Secret of the Tree - the tree that holds many secrets</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/50/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/50/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a big, beautiful forest, there lived an old, tall tree named the Secret Tree. Because of its long life, this tree had hidden many secrets in its heart. The forest animals were always curious to know what secrets the Secret Tree held in its heart, but the Secret Tree told no one anything.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Shining Dragonfly and His Friends</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/179/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/179/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a greenhouse full of colorful flowers and sweet scents lived a dragonfly named Shayan. He was a very bright, shining dragonfly, with a red-and-yellow body and glossy, clear wings. Shayan always hopped from flower to flower with a smile on his face, resting here and there, and he loved his life in the greenhouse.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One beautiful day, Shayan decided to look for new friends. He flew around the greenhouse with his wings, and at last he flew into a big garden nearby. There he met new friends: a dove with soft white wings, a little bee with a black body and bright yellow spots, and a lovely butterfly with colorful yellow wings.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Shining Pearl and the Secret Chest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/196/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/196/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, people lived in a little town called Sparkletown. This little town was very beautiful, and kind, warm people lived there. But the most interesting thing in the town was the secret chest that stood in the middle of a big square.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The secret chest was a wooden box with a gold lock, and its shine always drew all the people toward it. Inside the chest it was full of shining pearls, and each pearl had its own special magic power. The people of the town believed that if they had a problem and went to the secret chest, they would choose a pearl and their problem would be solved.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Sleepy Pillow and Sweet Dreams</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/180/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/180/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a calm, quiet night, in a small, cozy house, there lived a special pillow named Cottonpaw. He was a sleepy pillow of sweet dreams who went on adventures in the world of dreams every night with his friends — lovely little children.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With his soft blanket and his own little colorful canopy, Cottonpaw found his way into a magic world each night. He always waited for the little children named Sara, Ali, and Niloufar to come into the room so they could have sweet dreams together.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Snow Giant - the giant made of snow</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/39/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/39/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village that was always full of snow and ice, a boy named Arad lived with his family. Arad loved winter and always played in the snow with his friends. They built big snowmen and threw snowballs at one another.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One cold winter day, Arad decided to build a very big snowman. With his friends’ help he began to gather snow, and they made a very big, beautiful snowman. Arad said excitedly, “Let’s name this snowman the Snow Giant!”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Space Friend - a child's friendship with a space creature</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/83/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/83/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small village, where families lived with warmth and closeness, there lived an energetic little boy named Arman. Arman was always looking for new adventures, and he loved nature and the sky very much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One night, while Arman was looking at the sky, a strange, shining thing came down from the sky to the earth. With wide eyes he looked at the space creature that appeared from behind a big tree. This creature was a space whale, and it had a sweet, friendly voice.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Spirited Rooster and a Spring Morning</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/183/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/183/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny spring day, on a small, cozy farm, there lived a spirited rooster named Coco. He was a bright, lively rooster who always gazed at the colors and beauty of spring mornings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On spring mornings, Coco woke up and, with his song, woke everyone else. Coco’s beautiful, spirited crowing gave energy to all the farm animals. With his loud voice he woke them and welcomed them to a day full of energy and joy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Talking Cats - cats who can talk</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/64/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/64/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway village where life was calm and pleasant, there were special cats who could talk. These talking cats were named Clumper and Lola. With lovable, always-happy hearts, they spent their days in the yard of Lily’s mother and father.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lily was a kind little girl who always played with Clumper and Lola. She loved them because they always helped her and talked with her about everything. Clumper was a cat with black-and-white fur and shining green eyes, and Lola was a cat with brown fur and beautiful blue eyes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Time Train - the train that travels to the past and the future</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/35/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/35/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful town lived a boy named Arad. Arad was a curious, energetic boy who was always looking for new adventures. He loved wonderful stories full of secrets, and he always wished that one day he himself would have a special, magical experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Arad was playing in their garden when suddenly his eye fell on a little shiny train. This strange train sat in a corner of the garden that Arad had never seen. Arad went toward the train and looked at it carefully. On the body of the train was written: “Time Train.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Toy Car and the High-Speed Race</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/176/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/176/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a city with roads full of edges and streets full of color and light, there was a toy car named Bobby. Bobby was a little car who always played in the parks and streets of the city with a smile and joy in his heart. He loved high-speed races and was always looking to find new friends and other players for a race.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Toy Contest</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/167/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/167/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, delightful town, the toys lived in the children’s homes. Every toy, with different colors and personalities, had good friends and always played together. But one day, they decided to hold a contest to choose the best toy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Papi Pupi, a soft yellow doll, was the leader of this contest. With her big eyes, she invited everyone to the contest. Papi Pupi was always full of energy and joy, and today too, with her cheerful mood, she made everyone glad.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Treasure Hunters - children who go looking for treasure</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/25/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/25/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small town called Roozegar, there lived three brave children named Ali, Sara, and Milad. They were always looking for adventure and excitement, and they were always searching for hidden treasures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, while they were playing in a big garden, Ali found an old map under the trunk of a tree. It was a map with strange marks that seemed to show a path leading to a hidden treasure in the heart of the forest near the town.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Treehouse - adventures in a treehouse</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/20/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/20/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a small, beautiful village, there lived two little friends named Arad and Sara. These two friends loved to play and discover new adventures. One day, when Arad and Sara were playing in the forest near the village, they came upon a big tree with strong, long branches.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Arad said excitedly, &amp;ldquo;Sara! Why don&amp;rsquo;t we build a treehouse here?&amp;rdquo; Sara answered with shining eyes, &amp;ldquo;Yes, that is wonderful! Let us begin.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Underwater Kingdom - a land beneath the water</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/75/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/75/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small village by the sea, there lived a little boy named Sina. Sina loved the sea and the fish, and he always wanted to discover the secrets under the water. Every day he went to the shore and played beside the water for hours, watching the fish and the sea creatures.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The White Bird - a bird with white feathers.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/149/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/149/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a faraway village, life moved slowly, and every new sunny day brought joy to the children who lived there. One of the children of this village was named Leila. Leila was a little girl who always played with the birds and knew them well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One spring day, when the flowers were shining and the birds were happy, Leila met a special bird. This bird was a bird with white feathers. Its bright white feathers were like snow, shining and sweet to see. Leila looked at the bird carefully and then tried to find a name for it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wish Bird - a bird that hears people’s wishes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/61/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/61/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In a beautiful, faraway village, people lived simple, peaceful lives. But there was a secret in this village, a secret everyone believed: a magic bird named Wishes, who, they said, could hear the wishes hidden in anyone’s heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wishes was a small, colorful bird with shining feathers. She always flew in the sky and came down from her high magic places to the village to turn people’s wishes into something real.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wish Mountain - a mountain that grants wishes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/59/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/59/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a beautiful, faraway village, there lived a little boy named Milad. He was a lively, very happy child. He was always looking for adventure and new things to discover. One day, while he was playing in his family’s garden, he hopped toward a little mountain.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This mountain was called Wish Mountain. Milad liked that name very much, because he had heard that this mountain could make wishes come true. He decided to go and see for himself if the mountain’s magic was real.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wish Paintings - paintings that grant wishes</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/54/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/54/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a small, faraway village, there lived two little friends named Leila and Milad. Leila was a creative, lively girl who was always looking to make and invent new things. Milad was a clever, lovable friend who always wore a bright smile and was always thinking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Leila came upon something wonderful. She went to the house of a kind old woman with a sweet face, whose name was Nana. Nana was an artist, and in almost no time at all she made beautiful, magical paintings. Nana’s paintings had a special power. They could make wishes come true!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wonderful Bird - a bird that can talk.</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/144/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/144/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a village far, far away, there lived a wonderful bird named Pollyprat. Pollyprat was a bird who could talk. Pollyprat was a special, beautiful mix of colors. Its feathers shone in many shades, from blue and green to bright red and yellow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pollyprat always loved to talk with the other animals of the village and share its stories with them. It spoke with the fish in the lake, the squirrels in the forest, and even with the children who came to visit the village. Everyone liked Pollyprat&amp;rsquo;s talks, because Pollyprat had funny, interesting stories.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wonderful Farm - strange animals on the farm</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/10/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/10/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;One day on a wonderful farm, where the sky was full of colorful clouds and the farm was filled with all the beauties of the seasons, animals with special powers and qualities lived side by side.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On this farm lived a soft, sweet sheep named Winnie, together with her friends: a brave turkey named Piper and a fine rooster named Kiwi. Winnie, with her soft wool and happy yellow eyes, was always looking for new adventures. She loved to wander with her friends from the woods around the farm to the deep marshes, and to meet other animals such as a kindly wolf and a lively squirrel, each of whom had their own stories.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Time Travel - children who travel to the past</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/62/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/62/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, in a faraway world full of magic and wonders, a few little children named Anna, Max, and Sara lived. Every day from morning until night they played, and they gathered many memories of happiness and joy. But one day, while Anna was looking carefully at an old book, a line of magic letters appeared on the pages. The letters began a story of time travel for them.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Underwater Adventures - stories from the underwater world</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/86/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/86/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;One day in the underwater world, where the calm, clear water is a home for wonder-creatures, there lived a little fish named Nono. Nono was a little fish with a shining, colorful skin who was always looking for new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Nono went with his friends — Globy, a big fish with big eyes, and Pearl, a beautiful coral-weaver with long hair — on a lovely journey into the deep sea. They reached the coral lake, a special place for Pearl, where with her own magic she could change things and draw underwater creatures close.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Volcano and Life - A story of a volcano and its effects on life</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/104/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/104/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;On a sunny and hot day, the children of the village, together with their teacher, go on a fascinating trip to a volcanic area. They are amazed by these natural beauties and hear an interesting story about the life of volcanoes and their effects.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The children named Anna and Mohammad, together with their friends, start their journey under the leadership of their beloved teacher, Mrs. Leila. They started their journey from a green and beautiful village and headed towards a high volcanic mountain known as &amp;ldquo;Aryan Volcanic Mountain&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wildlife and the Desert - a story of wildlife and surviving in the desert</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/115/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/115/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;Long ago, in a time when the deserts were still green and full of beautiful wildlife, a young leopard named Leo lived in a faraway desert. Leo was a young leopard with a golden coat and dark spots, and he could hide easily among the warm sands of the desert.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leo was always looking for food, and he ran with great interest to find his own prizes. With his sharp eyes he watched for every little movement, so carefully that he could even hear the quietest sound. But more than anything else, he wished for a great find, a find that would show he was growing up and full of life.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Winter Adventures - stories from a cold winter</title><link>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/96/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330</pubDate><guid>https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/96/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img
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&lt;p&gt;In the small village of Poplin, which sat beside a snowy forest, there lived some wonderful animals. Winter had come and covered everything with snow, and now the animals were getting ready for new adventures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Puff, a big, kind brown bear, always liked to go looking for his food. Chip, a quick-footed squirrel, was always happy to see the snow and loved hiding in the snow-covered trees. Lola, a little, playful rabbit, was always trying to keep moving and turn everything into a game.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>