PROTECT NATURE

The steppe-deserts consider me a friend,
My heart laughs.
If I hope, I will believe,
Being seen.

Even if the storms howl and rise,
Calm down.
If I spread my arms, the songs
Hooray tinar.

I planted a seedling, the bucket caught the clouds,
It's raining.
The purple wind quenches his thirst,
Milk the man.

The seeds of the millennium sprout.
Like grass.
I landed like a butterfly on the rocks,
It's natural to forget.

In my gaze, the world is circumcision,
Blue happy.
Let the food you prepare for the earth,
Hard work.

I strive in the endless ocean,
Foggy road.
It lights up from the sound of babies,
A blue outstretched hand.

There were deserts, there was a sea, there was a field,
The form of tyranny makes nature pale.
My sprouts will shrivel if I don't water them,
It shows the cause of ignorance.

Heads Man is an optimal solution for himself,
Different ways.
If we don't take care of them, they will become deserts like deserts.
Even lakes..

08/05/2023

O'tkir Mulikboyev Kochkor oglu, Koshrabot district, Samarkand region, Republic of Uzbekistan

The son of Mulikboyev O’tkir Kochkor was born on August 11, 1990.

Currently, he is a student of the ISFT Institute, majoring in “Primary Education”.

Promoter of creative and cultural issues and primary education teacher at school 75 in Koshrabot district, Samarkand region

His creative works are “Bakht khunirogi” Tashkent, “Buta 5” Azerbaijan, “Turan writers” Turkey, “Anthology of Kazakh and Uzbek artists” Uzbekistan, “Uzbek writers anthology” Canada, “Young Pencilers 2″ ” Published in Moldovan, republican and international collections.

His poems were translated into Turkish, Azerbaijani, English, Russian and published in more than ten countries.

Hundreds of poems have appeared in the press.

Awarded with the “Initiative Reformer” badge of the international level.