亚斯尔·十娃子是抒情的高手,先看他的抒情诗《在伊犁》:“还在天上飞的呢,一过天山,/我闻见哩:韭菜味,我奶的蒜。/稻地田子就像海,我爷的汗,/我闻惯哩,营盘里我肯闻见。//我觉摸得将飞起,我的风船,稳稳可见落脱哩,连鹰一般。/姑娘笑哩,到跟前:——这是伊犁,/谁接你呢:母亲吗, Yasser Shiwazi is a lyrical master who looks at his lyric poem “Ili in Yili”: "It is still flying in the sky, once in Tianshan Mountain, and I smell miles: leek flavor, my milk garlic ./ Rice Dita Tianzi like the sea, my God’s sweat, / I smell miles, I would like to hear the camp .//I feel touched will fly, my sailboat, steadily visible off the miles, even the general Hawk. / Girl laugh miles, to the front: - This is Ili, / who pick you: mother,