We celebrate christmas in russia on the 7 of juanary. its my favourite holiday. i celebrate it with my family. my mom and i coo tasty dishes, watch tv and dance. often friends came to visit us. many holidays are celebrated in our countrie: Happy new year womens day victory day may day. дальше не успеваю
I think summer is the best season of all because it is warm, the nature is beautiful and we have great opportunities for rest. Summer is a time of holidays. We can go anywhere, spend our time near a river or a lake on fresh, green grass, swim in warm water, or climb mountains, play different games, ride a bicycle and so on.
I spend my summer holidays at my granny’s. There are many things there to do. What I did most of the time - I swam in the sea and sunbathed. Sometimes I made a fire with my friends at the seaside and cooked potatoes there. It was wonderful. We told anecdotes to each other, and did everything we wanted. I also got used to walk alone in the forest.
When August was coming to its end, I went on a small voyage by ship. The ship name was “Sevastopol”.
But this summer wasn’t for me only sugar and honey. I have passed through the graduating exams after school and entering exams in the university. So the bigger part of my summer vacations I spent sitting with the books. Of course, it was not interesting, but I’m glad that I did it because now I’m a student of the best university in our country.
It looked like rain. The sky was dark. It was morning, but the sun was still not seen. It was cool. There were no birds flying anywhere. Only a couple of them sat on the tree.Dan was standing outside talking to Jim. They both had their hands in their pockets trying to warm up. They knew it was going to rain shortly. A young lady wearing a red coat left the house. She was taking her dog for a walk. Her dog was small and pretty. While the dog was sniffing everything, the lady was waiting patiently dreaming about a cup of hot tea.Dan said that he liked the rain. It reminded him of usual gray days in London. Jim said the only thing he didn’t like about rain was that all the motor oil from the streets would get washed into the ocean, and so would all the trash. Dan thought Jim was right.They kept silence for a minute and then Dan said: ‘But that never stops the surfers.They seem to care only about the waves, not the water’.
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Кажется, собирался дождь. Небо было темным. Уже наступило утро, но солнца все еще не было видно. Было прохладно. Птицы нигде не летали, лишь пара из них села на дерево.Ден стоял на улице и говорил с Джимом. Они оба держали руки в карманах, чтобы согреться. Они знали, что скоро пойдет дождь.Юная леди в красном пальто вышла из дома. Она выгуливала свою собаку. Ее собачка была маленькой и симпатичной. Пока собака все разнюхивала, девушка терпеливо ждала, мечтая о чашке горячего чаяДен сказал, что ему нравится дождь. Он напоминает ему об обычных серых деньках в Лондоне. Джим сказал, что единственное, что ему не нравится в дожде, это то, что все машинное топливо смывается с дорог в океан. То же происходит и с мусором. Ден подумал, что Джим прав. Они молчали с минуту и затем Ден сказал: «Но это никогда не останавливает серферов. Их, кажется, волнуют лишь волны, но никак не вода».
