Arxaik so'zlar Aravakash ichkaridan chiqqan ikki non bilan bir piyola qatiqni ichib oldi-da, otni tashqariga bog‘lab, o‘zi arava ustiga cho‘zildi. Uyqusi qochgan edi Miyasi-da, umrida birinchi martaba o‘laroq

Arxaik so'zlar

Aravakash ichkaridan chiqqan ikki non bilan bir piyola qatiqni ichib oldi-da, otni tashqariga bog‘lab, o‘zi arava ustiga cho‘zildi. Uyqusi qochgan edi... Miyasi-da, umrida birinchi martaba o‘laroq, ajib va shirin xayollar aylanardi. Ko‘qdagi oyga qarab, yerdagi oyni o‘ylar va boyagiday shirin-shirin qulimsirardi...

Ichkaridagilar ham dong qotdilar. Faqat, oralari-da, xuddi ko‘chadagi yosh yigitcha singari, uyqusi ochilgan, ko‘kragidagi yangi, begona va shirin hislarni anglayolmasdan xayron bo‘lgan birov bor edi. U ham ko‘kdagi oyga qarab, yerdagi «toy»ni o‘ylar va yuzlari anorday qizarardi...

Shu topda, qishloqning darbadar itlari avjga kelgan, har tomondan hurishlarini yuksaltirganlar; tor ko‘chaning tugalishidagi soy hamma uxlab jim bo‘lganda, haybatli ovozini boricha qo‘yib yuborib, och yo‘lbarsday «guv-guv» bo‘kirardi...

The charioteer drank two loaves of bread and a bowl of yogurt, tied the horse outside and stretched out on the chariot. He was sleep-deprived ... For the first time in his life, he had strange and sweet dreams. Looking at the moon in the sky, the moon on earth thought and smiled as sweetly as always ...

Insiders were stunned too. Only between them was someone who, like a young man on the street, did not sleep, unable to comprehend new, strange and sweet feelings in his chest. He looked at the moon in the sky, thought of a "toy" on the ground, and his face was red like a pomegranate ...

At the same time, the stray dogs of the village climbed upward, throwing their hooves in all directions; The stream at the end of the narrow street roared like a hungry tiger, uttering a majestic voice when everyone was asleep ...