Предмет: Оʻzbek tili, автор: mingazevaradmila

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Автор ответа: senju0204ashur
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Men shu yurtda tug‘ildim, o‘sdim. Shu yurtda tug‘ilib kamol topayotganimdan benihoya baxtiyorman. O‘zbekiston mening – Vatanim. Vatan insonning kindik qoni to‘kilgan tuproq, uni kamol topdiradigan tabarruk go‘shadir. Vatanim mening g‘ururim ramzidir. Men ona vatanim timsolida dunyodagi eng go‘zal va betakror yurtni ko‘raman. Shu bilan birga o‘zimning, ota – onamning, xalqimning baxtini, faro von, erkin hayotni ko‘raman.

Vatan ozod bo‘lsa , xalqim ham erkin, ozod, farovon yashaydi. Men shu serquyosh o‘lkada yashar ekanman, yurtimning yuksalishi, rivojlanishi uchun, yurtimning obro‘- e’tiborini yanada yuksaklikka ko‘tarish uchun, milliy taraqqiyotimizni yanada ko‘tarishimiz uchun o‘qib o‘rganib, bor imkoniyatlardan foydalanishim kerak ekanligini his qilaman. Prezidentimiz Shavkat Miromonovich Mirziyoyev Vatan ravnaqi yo‘lida tinmay izlanayotgan, muhim chora – tadbirlarni hayotga tadbiq qilayotgan ekanlar, biz yoshlar ham bor kuch bilimimizni jonajon O‘zbekistonimizning kelgusida bundanda yuqori pog‘onalarga chiqishi uchun sarflashimiz darkor. Zero Vatan ravnaqi, avvalo uning farzandlariga, ulaming ma’naviy va jismoniy kamolotiga bog‘liqdir.

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