Olimjonova Zahro Umidjon
On cool mornings in almond blossom,
Spring on the purple lips, on the earth…
You were in love with the spring lover,
Your heart burned with his memory.
If I can learn from your life,
You know how much you need my soul.
Today your name is loyalty,
Your poems are heart-pounding
Patience and perseverance are twin with you,
Go for what you have.
The world is the blood that dripped from your pen,
All those who came out of it are tulips.
The descendants of Zulfia are angels,
Hail from your tears.
In the land where the sun wakes up every morning,
The light of spring, the smell of spring,
Full of gentle feelings in the heart,
The breath of a poet comes with spring.
I am the daughter of Olimjonova Zahro Umidjon, I live in Uchkurgan district of Namangan region. My place of education is Uchkurgan specialized school.
I am currently a 10th grade student.
Year of birth: May 14, 2007.
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