Объяснение:
Мой дом-моя крепость. Этим немногословным высказыванием мы подразумеваем, огромный смысл.
Когда ты в малом возрасте, ты не желаешь жить по законам семьи. Но, повзрослев, ты понимаешь, что эти законы нужны. Это правила твоей крепости, твоей семьи, твоего дома. В каждой семье имеют место существования те или иные законы, свои традиции.
Ты растешь, воспитываешься в своей семье, возле своих родителей, брата, сестры, с их ты получаешь новое мировосприятие, по-новому воспринимаешь всё происходящее. Видишь первую мамину улыбку, улыбку счастья. В семье, ты, любишь и ненавидишь, ненавидишь и любишь. Когда становишься подростком начинаешь не любить, старшего брата и сестру. Проходит полгода, и всё опять по-старому. Ты опять их любишь и везде и всегда с ними. Затем лет через 7-8 ты уходишь из своего дома, улетаешь из гнезда, где ты вырос. И, кажется, ты рад этому. Но проходит год, другой и всё же тебя опять тянет в тот старенький домик, к родителям. Где ты жил до этого и где ты вырос, но изменить уже ничего нельзя.
Семья-это святое. В этом доме ты вырос, сделал первые шаги, сказал первое слово. И ты должен и обязан, любить и уважать свою семью, родителей. Так как именно им ты обязан своей жизнью. Твой дом-это твоя крепость и ты должен его защищать.
Перевод
My home is my fortress. By this terse statement we mean a huge meaning.
When you are a young child, you don't want to live by the laws of the family. But as you grow up, you understand that these laws are necessary. These are the rules of your fortress, your family, your home. Each family has its own laws and traditions.
You grow up, you are brought up in your family, near your parents, brother, sister, with their help you get a new perception of the world, a new perception of everything that happens. You see your mother's first smile, a smile of happiness. In the family, you, love and hate, hate and love. When you become a teenager, you start to dislike your older brother and sister. Six months pass, and everything is back to the old way. You love them again and are always with them everywhere. Then after 7-8 years you leave your home, fly away from the nest where you grew up. And you seem happy about it. But a year passes, another year, and still you are drawn back to that old house, to your parents. Where you lived before and where you grew up, but nothing can be changed.
Family is sacred. You grew up in this house, took your first steps, said your first word. And you must and must love and respect your family and parents. Since it is to them that you owe your life. Your home is your fortress and you must protect it.
The living-room is the largest and most comfortable room in the flat. In the middle of the room we have a square-table with six chairs round it. To the right of the dinner-table there is a wall-unit which has several sections: a sideboard, a wardrobe and some shelves. At the opposite wall there is a piano and stool before it. Between the two large windows there is a little table with a colour TV set on it. Near the TV set there are two cosy armchairs. A small round table, a divan-bed and a standard lamp are in the left-hand corner. This small table is for newspapers and magazines. My father is used to having a rest sitting on this divan-bed reading books, newspapers, magazines or watching TV.
The bedroom is smaller than the living-room and not so light as there is only one window in it. In this room there are two beds. An alarm-clock and a small lamp with a pink lamp-shade are on the table. In the left-hand corner there is a dressing-table with a big mirror.. In this room we have a built-in wardrobe with coat-hangers to-hang clothes on. There is a thick carpet on the floor and plain light-brown curtains on the window. The third room is my study. It is not large but very cosy. There isn't much furniture in it, only the most necessary. It has a writing-table and an armchair before it. In the right-hand corner there is a bookcase full of books, magazines and newspapers. A small table with a radio is standing in the left-hand corner. Near it there is a sofa with some cushions. In my opinion, the study is the best room in our flat.
But the warmest place in our flat is the kitchen, I think — the place where the whole family gathers every evening not only to have supper together, but also to speak and rest. I like the English proverb: "My home is my castle" because my flat is, indeed, my castle.