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我爱听维吾尔语。我爱讲维吾尔语。我常常陶醉于各民族的同胞分别用着自己的语言,淋漓酣畅地抒情达意,而同时又能很好地交流的祥和情景。还有,没办法隐瞒的是,我不愿意放过任何可以使用维吾尔语言,可以练习提高维吾尔语言,乃至可以“显摆”自己的维吾尔语言的机会。一讲维吾尔语,我就神采飞扬,春风得意,生动活泼,诙谐机敏。一种语言并不仅仅是一种工具,而是一种文化,是一个活生生的人群,是一种生活的韵味,是一种奇妙的风光,是自然风光也是人文景观。他们还是世界真奇妙的一个组成部分,是我的一段永远难忘的经历。还是我的一大批朋友的悲欢离合,他们的友谊,他们的心。
I love Uyghur. I love Uighur. I am often intoxicated with compatriots of all nationalities in their own language, dripping hearty lyric, while at the same time can well communicate the peaceful scene. Also, there is no way to hide that I am not willing to let go any opportunity that Uighur languages can be used to practice raising Uyghur language or even “revealing” one’s Uighur language. Speaking of Uyghur language, I was filled with spirits and proud, vivid and lively, humorous. A language is not just a tool, but a culture, a living crowd, a living flavor, a wonderful scenery, a natural scenery and a cultural landscape. They are still a wonderful part of the world and my forever unforgettable experience. Or the joys and sorrows of a large number of my friends, their friendship, their heart.