Tashmuhammedov Ismail
The snow that landed because of me
Your hair is covered.
Take your consent, father,
Open your arms to prayer.
If your hair turns white,
After all, how can I stand?
It’s all yours
How to extend my debt.
Umbrella on our head
Keep going, father.
Fortunately for us
Be safe, father.
Mom
He is sad for me,
My mother is my heaven.
My love, my care,
My mother is my country.
Joy and happiness
I wish you mother.
The most beautiful flowers,
Let me take it, mom.
My heavenly basil, my mother,
Mother is the amulet of my heart.
I wish your life
Sultan of my heart, mother.
Tashmuhammedov Ismail
A student of the 1st grade of the 17th group of the Shaikhontohur district vocational school of Tashkent city
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