Stry of higher and secondary specialized education of the republic of uzbekistan the uzbek state world languages university

The list of used literatures

1. 
   Антрушина Г.Б. Лексикология английского языка. – М.: Дрофа, 2005
   
2. 
   Ginsburg R.S. and others. A Course in Modern English Lexicology. – M.,1979.
   
3. 
   Greenough and Kittcridge. Words and their Ways in English Speech. N. Y., 1929, p. 55
   
4. 
   Hoshimov Utkir. Nur borki soya bor. Toshkent: Adabiyot va san’at nashriyoti. 1977
   
5. 
   I.V. Arnold. The English Word. M. 1973
   
6. 
   McKnight G. H. English Words and Their Background. N.Y.—Ldn., 2011
   
7. 
   R. Galperin. Stylistics. M. «Higher school» 1977.
   
8. 
   Turner G. W. Stylistics. Ldn., 1973
   
9. 
   “English Lexicology Theory & Practice” https://books.google.co.uz/books?id=fz3zCQAAQBAJ&pg=PA250&lpg=PA250&dq=4.+Informal+style
   
10. 
    https://www.engvid.com/english-resource/formal-informal-english/
    
11. 
    https:// doclecture.net - lectures - 2014-2020 year. Copyright infringement or personal data (0.001 sec.)
    
12. 
    https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/start
    
13. 
    https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/ sense
    

Appendix

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“If I had my wife, she would always ask me about my health”– smiled Sherzod dreamily. “She has been following me!”- thought he.

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  It means, I’m a bad husband, too!- Sherzod looked again at Shoira’s shy eyes and he went out the corridor.
  

Sayfi Soqievich put an open newspaper on the bedside table and he prepared bread (patir) and horse meat cut in the circle.

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  Sit down – He said without looking at Sherzod. He seemed calmed down from the previous anger.
  
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  Thank you! – Sherzod gratituded him sincerely. – We’ll go to dinner right now – Sherzod said.
  

Sayfi Soqievich twitched his thick hand.

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  Hospital meals are not good! – He said.
  

Sherzod was irritated at him, turned his face over and went to the window. He stared out of the window trying not to look at the Sayfi Soqievich who was eating. Evening had already come. The apricot tree was darkened from light coming out of the room. The patients must have been walking in the yard, because the voices of them were heard from outside. Suddenly a loud song was heard behind the window. “There is no peace here” – Sherzod thought nervously. He hated people who went with tape-recorder on the street. He felt two people passing in front of the window. The tall boy in sick clothes and the little girl were leaning on the tree. The guy lifted tape-recorder in one hand, and with his other hand he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her. The girl was avoiding and resisting. But the more he tried, the more she entered in his bosom. “Value of love was reduced” – Sherzod thought. “God knows, this pair must have met each other yesterday. They kiss today. Tomorrow after they leaving the hospital, the couple will not even remember each other” – he contemplated.
He had been thinking to write about people who don’t feel beautiful sense as a love and get pure love wrong. He was looking for a reason to cheapen this feeling. He thought of seeing the couples near the window. “It is interesting! They are ashamed to nibble on the tram, but they aren’t ashamed to kiss. Indeed love is cheaper than sunflower seeds!” – he thought. Suddenly he turned to back. He did not look at Sayfi Soqievich who was eating and went to bed. Noisy song stopped. After long time he heard a sad and anxious song. A gentle Indian song was heard from the tape-recorder. Sherzod didn’t like Indian films and he would not want to see similar incidents. But every time he listened to Indian music, he enjoyed it and he marveled at the harmony of the songs. Now Mukhammad Rafik was singing “My friend has betrayed me”. The sound of the song came through the window like a bird gently shaking its wings. When Sherzod heard the song, it was as if he were swimming a dark space. The end of the space was invisible to him. He didn’t even know where he was swimming. His soul was in agitation and it seed as if the suffering had no end. He was laying his eyes closed and he was also calm. He forgot both the couple kissing by the window and Sayfi Soqievich who was eating in front of him. And then he dived the music.
Sherzod woke up when someone touched his shoulder harmlessly. Shoira bent over his head, she made up beautifully her hair and she spread the edge of eyelash with blue color.

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  Get up, Professor Rauf Abdullaevich is going to bypass today!-she said. Then she stood erect – Make your bed, please and take away unnecessary things on the bedside-table.
  

Sherzod knew that Shoira was serious, sharp and that this request belonged to both Sayfi Soqievich and himself.
Shoira approached the door and turned back.

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  Clear a window-shelf.
  

Sherzod stood erect and shook his hands strictly. The sun has already risen. A fragment of clear sky was seen from the window. Sherzod glanced over at Sayfi Soqievich.
Sayfi Soqievich took an electric shaver from his bedside-table and sat down with t-shirt and slowly opened the razor cover.

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  Did you have a good rest? – Sherzod enounced cheerfully.
  

Sayfi Soqievich glanced at Sherzod for a moment and said calmly “OK”.
Sherzod washed his face and returned back. Sayfi Soqievich had a beard shaved. There was “Shipr” (perfume for face) smell in the room.
Assalomu alaykum! - Sherzod said looking straight into his eyes. A smile appeared in Sayfi Soqievich’s slightly yellowish eyes.

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  Vaalaykum assalom! Be wise! – he said bluntly.
  

“So we made friends! – Sherzod thought and he threw his towel in the glittering iron of the bed. – Wise men said that the first impression is remembered a long time, but sometimes it is mistaken. Yesterday the man thought you were shameless, you thought he was arrogant. In fact, they both were confused”.

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  Shall I bring some sore milk? They sell fresh sore milk every morning at the gate – he said pleasantly.
  

Sayfi Soqievich hung his towel on his wrist and walked towards the door. Then he nodded:

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  No, thank you!
  

Sherzod threw on a doctor’s smock over his shoulder and walked quickly down the lobby. He opened the large glass door and went up the stairs to where the cement had moved. And then a spring breeze hit his chest. Suddenly he stopped a few minutes as amazed. Such weather is in the early days of spring. Yesterday heavy wind was suddenly replaced by a warm, gentle breeze and as if all nature was shivering with the pleasure of living ; nature suddenly revived as it tried to wake up from a long sleep. The sky was dazzlingly clear.
Although spring could not see itself, he was still breathing. The birds began to warble excitedly, the wind plays dutar ( national musical instrument) the branches of a tree. The frog was making a dull voice the ditch, where no had come. The spirit of man is so relaxed that the wing wants to fly away…
Sherzod was walking along a clean, asphalt road with two rows of trees and he felt the emotion. The same melodious tones filled his heart with joy and then the patients in their dressing-gown, the brick buildings with white curtains in the windows and the heaven and the earth looked beautiful to his.
When he returned to the room with a bottle of sore milk in his hand, Sayfi Soqievich was undressed and lying on his bed again.

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  What is the matter with you? – he said anxiously. He had not yet recovered from his senses. – Are you not feeling well? – he approached Sayfi Soqievich.
  
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  No - Sayfi Soqievich sighed. – The professor will start bypass in our room. Now…
  
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  Does he come after breakfast?
  
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  I don’t know. - Sayfi Soqievich shrugged his shoulder. – The professor had been called to some important works. The doctor said.
  

As soon as he lay down, the door opened. A doctor woman came in who wore a white hat over her white hair and then a man followed him. “Professor!” - Sherzod thought look his fixedly.
The professor was a bare head with grey hair and a brunette man. The expression of calmness and similar expression was on his face, and he looked deep with his big eyes. He had his hands in his pockets and a rubber of phonendoscope was out of his right pocket.
“I could go out while Sayfi Soqievich is being checked on” - Sherzod thought on his own. He was lying to look at the professor, and there was so much sadness in his eyes that Sherzod took compassion on him. “This is how the sheep slaughtered at the wedding is stuck in the butcher”- Sherzod thought. He laughed at the absurd thought he had.
The professor came near Sherzod with leisurely. Sherzod pulled his foot aside to free up space. As soon as the professor sat down near his leg, the doctor woman handed him his illness sheet.

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  Samandarov – he said in a low voice.
  
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  Angina pectoris. He was transported February 26 in an ambulance. He was performed cardiogram twice. – The doctor woman bent down and wrote from one end of the pink ribbon to the professor’s hand. - No pathology.
  

The professor carefully examined the curves on the tape.
“Begin – Sherzod thought. He was watching the professor’s every move.

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  First question: What are you bothering now? Second question: what illness did you have in your childhood? Third question: Have you been heart attack for a long time? Do you smoke and so on…”.
  

The professor stopped reading the sick leaflet and smiled for some reason. Then sincere light shone in his eyes. His smile was so friendly and so pleasant that he himself smiled involuntarily.

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  You know the psychology of doctors, Samandarov! - He still spoke with a smile.
  

Sherzod was confused. “It is interesting. How did this person know what I was thinking” – the idea came to his mind. He caught carefully his eyes.

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  I like your book which called “Operation”. The professor took his hand between his soft palm and pressed his finger on the stroke. – It is true that during surgery, the surgeon considers the nearest one a stranger. Failure to do so may result in hesitation. In medicine hesitation is a defeat.
  

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1^ I.V. Arnold. The English Word. M. 1973

2^ R. Galperin. Stylistics. M. «Higher school» 1977.

3^ “English Lexicology Theory & Practice” https://books.google.co.uz/books?id=fz3zCQAAQBAJ&pg=PA250&lpg=PA250&dq=4.+Informal+style

4^ https://www.engvid.com/english-resource/formal-informal-english/

5^ https:// doclecture.net - lectures - 2014-2020 year. Copyright infringement or personal data (0.001 sec.)

6^ Turner G. W. Stylistics. Ldn., 1973

7^ Ginsburg R.S. and others. A Course in Modern English Lexicology. – M.,1979.

8^ Greenough and Kittcridge. Words and their Ways in English Speech. N. Y., 1929, p. 55

9^ McKnight G. H. English Words and Their Background. N.Y.—Ldn., 2011

10^ Антрушина Г.Б. Лексикология английского языка. – М.: Дрофа, 2005

11^ Ginzburg R. S., Khidekel S. S„ Knyazeva G. Y.. Sankin A. A. A Course in Modern English Lexicology. M.,1966.

12^ http: // www.izvestia.ruwellness/article312769/

13^ http:// www.ebiblioteka.uz

14^ https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary

15^ https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/start

16^ https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/ sense