WINTER

WINTER By Abdulloh Abdulmominov

Silver Winter has come again, Kids flying sled. We make Christmas, We play snowballs.

They hit my window, The sound of a bitter winter. Invites you to the new year, The playful word of the snow.

Tales told by my mother.

Great from each other My mother tells fairy tales Leads to good Tales of generations Pillars in the future

We tell my mom Thank you very much We get it from fairy tales Examples of goodness We will ask again Stories, proverbs