One of the most remarkable public events in my country is the Victory Day. It is traditionally celebrated on the 9th of May. This patriotic holiday commemorates the victory of the USSR over the Nazi Germany. Every year in honour of this day in all cities across the country lots of cheerful parades and celebrations are held. Despite the fact that the holiday is celebrated in a flamboyant way, May 9 is a sad day for the majority of our population. Many people have lost their loved ones and close relatives during this ruthless war. From one hand everyone is happy that the country wasn’t occupied by the fascist invaders, from the other hand everyone grieves over their loss. On this day we are grateful to our saviors, to those who sacrificed their lives for us. That’s why we try to celebrate this day with honours. Some part of younger generation doesn’t understand the importance of this event, which I think is disrespectful. In my opinion, the Victory Day is one of the greatest holidays during the year. Some of my ancestors also took part in the Great Patriotic War of 1945, and I’m proud of them.………………………………………… Одним из самых знаменательных государственных праздников в моей стране является День Победы. Его традиционно празднуют 9-го мая. Этот патриотический праздник чтит память победы Советского Союза над нацистской Германией. Ежегодно, в честь этого дня, во всех городах на территории страны, проводится множество весёлых парадов и празднеств. Несмотря на то, что этот праздник празднуется очень помпезно, 9 мая является грустным днём для большей части нашего населения. Многие потеряли своих любимых людей и близких родственников во время этой безжалостной войны. С одной стороны, все счастливы, что страна не была оккупирована фашистскими захватчиками, с другой стороны, все скорбят о своей потере. В этот день, мы благодарны своим людям, которые пожертвовали свои жизни ради нас. По этой причине, мы стараемся праздновать этот день с почестями. Какая-то часть молодого поколения не понимает важности этого события, и я считаю это неуважительным. На мой взгляд, День Победы, это один из важнейших праздников в году. Некоторые мои предки также участвовали в Великой Отечественной войне 1945-го года, и я ими горжусь.
City of my dreams - a city where its citizens given the choice: in a school act, which is easier to work out what is best hospital for treatment ... City of my dreams - a city known throughout the world not only for its industry, but also people, glorify him. City, where there is no crime, moral degradation and ignorance. "Do not turn the Globe, you will not find on Earth," this city is not found. It's just a fantastic picture, which bring to life almost impossible, "Perhaps maybe needed desire, hard work and belief in success -.?, And then everything will turn out! Of course, now Lugansk - this is not the ideal city. He, with his rich long history, has become a city, the streets of which appeared so many "traders" and the poor. On such a future for him dreaming of our famous countrymen - V.Dal, K.Voroshilov, A.Holodilin, V. Shevchenko, V.Gaevoy? All of them have given their best years to the prosperity of Lugansk. Who in this world "purchase and sale" very difficult "to get" people, true patriots, eager for a better life for our city. Many people nowadays do not even notice what has become their home Lugansk - the city in which their ancestors, they live and will live their children lived. What kind of future we will leave to our descendants? Polurazorenny city with a high crime rate and low national and cultural identity. But we live in HH1 century, the third millennium, marked the beginning of an era of world progress and high culture. In order to leave a worthy legacy to our children, we must seek to address economic, social and environmental problems of the city, thereby improving its demographic situation. Of course, the city can not dream to live by the dictates of a magic wand, it is necessary to try to create their own hands. And trying, perhaps, we will achieve the cherished goal - to build the city of our dreams.
