Moscow, Shadows of Memories

We can say when we seek shade under the wing of wisdom: the cost of discovery and knowledge is expensive. It ends one life and begins another, and then only nostalgia for freshness remains. Isn't that what humanity feels today as it looks from the era of industry, pollution, and melting polar ice to the time of the first agricultural cities? When our wings were wide and strong and our experience was limited, we eagerly rushed to discover the world. And the discovery was diverse. We examined what we saw and compared the dream with reality. We examined the human who was raised with a different vision. And we discover the system of critical standards and other literature and other identity. We examine ourselves and our fellow countrymen as they change in meeting with a strange society. And we realize what unites us and what distinguishes us among Arab, Asian, and European students.