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An official lived in a prosperous city. One day, when he was passing through the market square, a stranger in ragged clothes came up to him, shouted insulting words, and after spitting in his face, he ran away. The official could not bear this shame and fell ill. If the situation continued like this, he could die. But his friends told him that he was traumatized [...]
A horse farmer has never seen a place other than his ranch in his life. He was a strong, but at the same time very impressive and sincere guy. No matter who he talked to, he tried to understand the interlocutor, honesty and truthfulness were considered more important for the young man. As fate would have it, he was not born in a rich family, so he earned his bread and clothes through hard work. One day by chance
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One day, a man walking on the street saw an old man sitting on the side of the road. He came to Moysafid and addressed: - Otakhan, you are an old man, you have traveled a long way of life. You must be very wise. Tell me, I'm young and strong, but I can't find a job anywhere, my son is addicted to drugs, my daughter is fine too
LOVE Every Thursday it's her turn to eat in the dorm. It's Thursday again! He peels carrots and cleans rice while cooking. It seems that the sound of happiness is radiating from inside. He dances to this tune and cooks soup. - Kizla-a-ar flies to her room shouting that our meatless soup, which is being made thanks to our beloved domlajons, is cooked... At one time... there is a commotion in the kitchen. "Whoever received Ilayim, Melikoziyev faced Domla
THE GIRL NEXT SIDE When I was a child, my neighborhood friend and I used to make airplanes out of paper and fly them! The neighbor girl always played with me because my plane flew high. Years passed, we grew up. Now I am a farmer, my friend is a pilot. Every day he flies from high altitudes to different parts of the world. The girl next door is with him now.
CONVERSATION - I want to be a doctor when I grow up. That's what my mom and dad always say. Who will you be when you grow up? "Me?" I will have a good month! - What will be a good month? - Good moon... the one who doesn't hit me when I cut the curtains to make clothes for my dolls, when I tell you to read a fairy tale, who doesn't say "go to your dad, I'll read it to you tomorrow" every day, when he draws pictures on the wall
“HOTAMTOY” “Every year I donate a part of the profits from my business to orphanages and low-income families! For me, the concepts of humanity and compassion are better than anything! ” He gave an interview and went out into the lobby, hugging his sick child for two hours and telling the woman, who had been waiting anxiously for help, that he did not have time.
WRAPED HANDS He looked at the folded hands of a gorkov reaching out to ask on the street, nodding past. After some time, hearing that his company was in a fire, he clutched his heart and did not get up again... At noon, those busy hands hit a hoe for his new "home".
GRANDMA looked at her granddaughter on TV and said, "Oh, my nightingale, your song is playing!" People didn't say, "He's giving an interview," or "Your ears haven't heard for three years." Momo was playing with her arms raised.
SIMILARITY Grandpa is happy! A smile with a mouth without teeth. He was walking along with a tight grip on her hand. It's almost enough. But for some reason, his grandson, who would meet him every time from afar, was not seen. "Ah, zumrasha, andarmon with the game, it seems! Just like me, stay alive." While he was writing from Astana, he was stopped by the voice of his daughter-in-law, which could be heard in seven neighborhoods: "Don't die like your grandfather, you old man!"