https://ghesedoon.ir/en/tags/key/Recent content in Key on Ghesedoonhttps://ghesedoon.ir/og-image.pnghttps://ghesedoon.ir/og-image.pngHugo -- 0.165.0enTue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/31/Tue, 06 Oct 2026 10:05:49 +0330https://ghesedoon.ir/en/posts/31/<p><img loading="eager" fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" src="https://ghesedoon.ir/31.Key_hu_7800d5aa432a58a4.webp" srcset="https://ghesedoon.ir/31.Key_hu_890d1b16a967db66.webp 360w, https://ghesedoon.ir/31.Key_hu_d41371277cc8e521.webp 480w, https://ghesedoon.ir/31.Key_hu_7800d5aa432a58a4.webp 720w, https://ghesedoon.ir/31.Key_hu_4ffb8fa62d14ff14.webp 1024w" sizes="(max-width: 768px) 100vw, 720px" width="1024" height="1024" alt="key" /></p> <p>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.</p> <p>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.</p>