By: Ergasheva Gulrukh
When we talk about mother, the first thing that comes to our mind is the pearl that brought us into the world. Our closest person in the world, our confidant, our pain friend is our mother…
When we come into the world, first of all we are born in our mother’s womb. We pray to our mother. We smell our mother. The greatest human being given to earth by God is a mother, that is, a woman. When we say mother, we think of a very handsome person. Mother is our greatest treasure. I think all mothers love basil. Have you noticed? When you walk into the yard, the smell of basil spreads. People really like these. All because of our mothers. Our mothers love not only basil, roses, and tulips, but our mothers are the best of all flowers. If you pay attention, the first thing you do when you enter the house is ask your mother. There is a mother – there is life. There is a mother – there is a person. There is a mother, you and we. Life goes on if there is a mother. Mothers are the greatest people on earth.
Mother… if we are sick, there is a butterfly around us.
Mother…the person who fed us when we were hungry.
A mother is a person who wears the same clothes every year and brings new clothes to her child. Can a person be so kind? A person who cheers us up when we are in a bad mood. A person who blesses us. Our mother teaches us to be patient. Especially in the month of Ramadan, we need our mother’s fields and patience. Mother cannot be compared to anyone! She is the only one who needs no other comparison. Mother is a carefree person. Even if she is upset, she doesn’t want you to be upset. When I talk about mothers, even words are not enough. There are not enough pages to write about my mother. When we go somewhere, we receive blessings from our mother, and when we return, if our mother is not at home, the house will be empty and without grace.
The line “mothers brought up by scientists” has all the meaning, for example, scientists have reached this level by receiving mother’s blessing. There is a lot to say in prayer. Let me tell you a story about a scorpion. What an unpleasant situation.
A scorpion carries its born children on its shoulders and feeds them. She was exhausted, endured all the sufferings, and died by eating meat with children. Here, the symbol of children who killed their parents was given. Even a scorpion gives its life for its children. Mothers, why are you so kind? You are the most precious treasure.
My mother is my pearl from the sea
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