Stories from Kurdish heritage

He knew those valleys and meadows, and noticed some changes, as only a few of those beautiful trees - pine, cypress, acacia, chestnut, and oak - remained on both banks of the river, eaten away by time. It was clearly visible on its twisted branches and forked and worn-out trunks, and he saw some new land roads that he had not known, and traces of the old stone road, which led to the mountain paths, were scattered around the village, and he saw a new bridge on the river that did not remain as large as before. The bridge road leads to the center of the village or town. It was no longer that small village of a few dozen houses on the bank of the Grand River.