Honour mothers!

HONOUR MOTHERS!
Shamsiddin RAISOV
Termez State University
Master's degree in management of educational institutions

Mother... After all, from reciting or hearing this blessed word, limitless love is born in our hearts and every time the beautiful and kind image of a mother begins to be echoed in our bodies. Both sincerity and kindness flow in our veins. When we say mother, both our language and our tongue become overwhelmed with incomparable human love and kindness. To honour the mother, to put her worth in her place and exalt her as a crown is our heritage from our forefathers. A mother who wakes up from night to morning for her child and cradles her baby, Man is fortunate to see this bright world because of the mother. However, there are some people who cannot take time for their mother. Think about what a mother relinquishes over the years to raise and mature her child. We can't have even a little time with our mother, being businessmen in our own right?
Do you remember the first time you got sick of your mother's face? Yes! You don't remember s, because you don't have time.Can you remember the times when your mother covered you with her hands when you were a child, or when you secretly gave money from your father when you didn't I have money, can you remember her love? Your mother who constantly blesses you for the tomorrow! Indeed, didn't we children put white dye on our black hair like a bad dyer! Didn't our dreams and wishes serve to increase those white colours? Tell me? My dear friend, doesn't your mother comfort you when you feel lonely and depressed? Do we think less of our mothers because of our busy schedules? We lose acquaintances and friends every day, but the condition of the great one who carried us in his womb for 9 months, pledged his life and brought us into the world, and fed us without food, we are not worth even asking. When was the last time you told me that I love you, Mother? We are all deposits in this deposit world. Tell your mum you love her today. Remember, heaven is under the feet of mothers.

Life
To someone who has advice from life,

The question I ask is, what did you really see?
A moment of suffering,
Will you tell me where you were in the beginning?
A brother is a loved one.
Where were you when I wanted my heart?
You talk of goodness.
My blood gave a caution. Where were you?
Don't advise me, my friend
My work turned to the dust
I have helped as a relative of the clan.
When he was done, he fell to the ground like a fool
Let me give myself a fare
Then don't do it yourself
I made a fool of myself when I did well
That's good for those who are slothful.