我时时想起喀什噶尔，我在那里生活了十五个年头。在那第二故乡，有我的朋友，其中一位叫买买提·艾依提。那时我们还年轻，办公室里桌子靠着桌子，家属院里院墙连着院墙，不知有多少次共醉在木卡姆的歌声之中，是同事也是相儒以沫的兄弟。我们一起合作过歌颂红太阳的油画，但 I remember Kashgar from time to time, where I lived for fifteen years. In that second hometown, there are my friends, one of whom is Matiz Yi Ai Ti. At that time, we were still young. The table in the office leaned against the table. The courtyard of the family courtyard was attached to the courtyard walls. I do not know how many times I was drunk in the voice of Muqam. My colleague is also a friend of Confucianism. We have worked together to sing red oil, but