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<first-name>Имя автора</first-name>
<last-name>Фамилия автора</last-name>
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<book-title>Имя книги</book-title>
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<date>Дата</date>
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<program-used>Lib converter jcms</program-used>
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<title><p>Biz ular oldida kambag‘alroqmiz…</p>
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<section><p>Bir kuni boy kishi farzandiga</p>
<p>kambag‘allikda yashash</p>
<p>qanday bo‘lishini</p>
<p>ko‘rsatmoqchi bo‘libdi. Uni</p>
<p>chekka bir qishloqqa olib borib,</p>
<p>u yerda bir necha muddat</p>
<p>birga yashashibdi. Keyin uyga</p>
<p>qaytishgach, ota o‘g‘lidan</p>
<p>so‘rabdi:</p>
<p></p>
<p></p>
<p>–Xo‘sh o‘g‘lim, kambag‘allikda</p>
<p>yashash nima ekanligini</p>
<p>tushunasanmi?</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Ha ota!</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Bizning sayohatimiz senga</p>
<p>nimadir o‘rgatdimi?</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Juda ko‘p narsa o‘rgatdi…</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Masalan nima o‘rganding?</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Men ulardek yaxshi va boy</p>
<p>insonlarni hali</p>
<p>uchratmaganimni tushundim!</p>
<p></p>
<p>–Boy!? – ota hayron bo‘libdi.</p>
<p></p>
<p></p>
<p>–Ha ota, boy. Qarang, bizning</p>
<p>uyimizda bitta it yashaydi,</p>
<p>ularnikida esa to‘rtta. Bizning</p>
<p>dalahovlimizda basseyn bor,</p>
<p>ularda esa keng dengiz. Bizda</p>
<p>kichik bog‘, ularda esa cheksiz</p>
<p>o‘rmon. Bizda tunni fonarlar</p>
<p>yoritadi, ularda esa yulduzlar…</p>
<p>–Axir, bizning oilamizda</p>
<p>hamma narsa yetarli-ku! – ota</p>
<p>yana savol beribdi.</p>
<p>–Ko‘rinishidan shunday… Bizga</p>
<p>har doim nimadir yetishmaydi,</p>
<p>ular esa boriga qanoat</p>
<p>qilishadi. Biz ular oldida</p>
<p>kambag‘alroqmiz…</p>
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