Greetings to geographers *
A national conference on geomorphology will be held

At Ferdowsi University, Dr. Zomordian's professorship is vacant .... I heard he is ill and retired

I heard… .but I saw him in 1967… .he was talkative and had a special taste… from which I learned good things…. Teach us to collect stray waters.

When we walked together, he was talking about alluvial fans.

I went to their house several times and he was once my mother's guest in 1970

He had an interesting personality… In the winter we went to Al-Ghor village with Mazda…. The district car got stuck in the snow… We did what we had learned on the front… Seyed Mousavi was the driver… We finally escaped from the snow.

Once we drowned in a waterfall… .What a wonderful reception… in the path of horseshoe faults and landslides… ..all it's all ... Master .....Oppressed geography

And I was the first Farimani son of a geography student

And interested, but encouraged by the city elders; they bought me a Zenith camera and a Rapid box.

The vehicle we needed was provided by the Fariman Electricity Department and the District and Jihad Sazandegi… and Dr. Zomordian heard me explain on the ground…

Once, when we wanted to go to the dissertation for field observations, he found out that my wife (Ms. Akram Solatini) was hospitalized in Mashhad….

He decided to cancel the visit… but when I said my wife asked me not to quit my dissertation… she agreed to move…

My daughter always asked Touba… Oh, how quickly everything passed.

In 1372 and 1373, he taught in Payam-e-Noor Fariman with Dr. Saadullah Velayati

The last time we went to see him was in 1993, when he had just been accepted for a doctorate.

I greeted their doctoral student (Jafar Rokni) and the esteemed professor Dr. Hataminejad.

I once called my esteemed wife… and talked to my teacher… he said he had written a new book on geomorphology…. For a few nights, at 9 o'clock, the teacher would call and tell me about the characteristics of the book و. And I was slowly melting…

Sometimes dew and sometimes pearls of tears colored the corners of my clothes.

I wanted to tell Master that I miss the desert, the forest, the lake, and your humor.

Hassan Sadeghi Younesi
2017. Fariman