"Life passes - a flying caravan. The halt is short ... Is the glass full? Beauty, come to me! Lower the canopy Over the sleepy happiness, the dormant fog." - Omar Khayyam
زندگی می گذرد - کاروان پرواز. توقف طولانی نیست ... آیا لیوان پر است؟ زیبایی، بیا پیش من! سایبان را پایین بیاورید بالاتر از شادی خواب آلود مه خفته

I wanted to draw a few sketches on the theme of the Middle East (and North Africa, of course), while rereading Omar Khayyam's rubaiyat. And also, I thought, it's time to slowly study the architecture, otherwise, to be honest, in this regard, I'm just zero :D It is necessary to correct