Cheksiz va ko’m ko’k osmon
Seemingly endless sky.
Ko‘zlarim tindi. Bepoyon osmon, beg‘ubor osmon qop-qora qozon bo‘ldi! Yuzimni chapimga burdim. Avval-avval bir nimada ko‘rmadim. Keyin-keyin oq bilan qorani fahmladim. Manba: Tog`ay Murod,”Oydinda yurgan odamlar” |
Stephanie Helton sat at the window of the train, gazing at the beauty of the landscape outside. Red buttes towered above the soft, gray-green sagebrush on the valley floor, and the endless sky was the only roof in sight. Manba: Cassie Edwards, Wild desire |
He knew that it was Napoleon - his hero - but at that moment, Napoleon seemed to him such a small, insignificant man compared with what was now happening between his soul and this lofty, infinite sky with clouds racing across it. Manba: Richard Pevear, From Tolstoy's War and Peace |
Suddenly a long neigh sounds from a bright, boundless sky, startling me. Manba: Ly Lan, The black horse |