Mahzuna Habibova
By: Mahzuna Habibova
Homeland …. In this one word, like mountains without a peak, like roads without a base, there is a whole world of meaning. Beautiful trees with leaves fluttering in the gentle breeze, flowers like butterflies landing on their sweet scents, whispering rains from the immaculate sky, thirsting for life, this unique left-wing girl is also talented, exemplary, wise and intelligent, an initiator who will raise the development of the Motherland to the sky. needs young people. Every little contribution we make to our country is our achievement, our pride.
Our Solim Gosh has not only young people full of enthusiasm, but also a rich and ancient history. The history of this beautiful land known to the world as Turan and Turkestan is very interesting and instructive.
The invaluable works and knowledge of famous scholars like Imam Bukhari, Imam al-Tirmizi, Ahmad Yassavi, Bahauddin Naqshband, who lived and created in the Middle Ages, have not lost their importance even now. We are the descendants of such great, patriotic, world-recognized scholars, it is our duty to be worthy children of them, to raise the flag of our country to higher heights.
Looking back at the history and getting acquainted with the bravery of Jalaluddin Manguberdi, Temur Malik, Sheikh Najmuddin Kubro, Mahmud Tarobi, Amir Temur in the way of patriotism, even at this age, I still feel the thought that “I could not be a worthy child of my country”. Indeed, their bravery is commendable.
How can I not protect such a beautiful, prosperous, admirable country? How can I not sing its praises?
Paradise in its gardens, the fragrance of paradise,
Great history is a line in every poem.
The land of Timur is an unfading value.
I am the indelible trace of the Zulfiya Khans,
I am the daughter of a man of this country.
Every leaf is a claim to my pain,
Every step is worth it,
There are poems and ghazals in this, there is navo in this,
Yes, those Sinais are an indelible mark,
I am the daughter of a man of this country.
Fragrant flowers tickle the breath,
People’s hearts rejoice when they see it,
Jewels, jewels of incomparable Paris,
Muhammad Yusuflar is an indelible mark,
I am the daughter of a man of this country.
There are alpomish: one – braver than the other,
There is Ibn Sina – pain you don’t see,
Trust me, you won’t get infected,
I am the face of my people, descendants of Tomaris,
I am the daughter of a man of this country.
Awe-inspiring high mountains,
It delights the eye with its splendor,
Navosi is special, even strings,
I am an indelible Uzbek,
I am the daughter of a man of this country.
Yes, this is my country, this is my country, this is my country, which has been absorbed from the cradle. Do not let your eyes touch my prosperous Uzbekistan, which breathes freely…
Mahzuna Habibova, is a student of Gulistan State University
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