At the beginning of May
I played, Khabarovsk floating,
on an ice floe thawed
I played ensemble tool,
I played on an ice floe.
On strings hares shivered,
and citizens
flowers and money threw
floating by.
On the bank of warmly and peacefully
conversations flew.
Still streams ran to the course
from under concrete,
still I hung over turn
fog spring.
That blues, Russian, samba
I played ensemble,
being removed to the middle,
on an old ice floe!
Hard music was -
as a wind dumped from a wing,
the river froliced and flew,
sinking into dotage.
Reality - that is more clear, than a reality,
and I would be let by swimming,
I departured, playing an ice drift,
and me would pour on ice
flowers and money!
And hoarse listening to a clarinet,
having been anew on light,
citizens after would look,
shouting silently:
for the first time and not forever
before them - thawed snow,
and a course of the exhausted ice
in a vice of bends!
1.I will be sleeping this time tomorrow. 2. I will be doing fitness this time next week. 3. I will be learning a subject this time next year.
Does she like to play with her dolls? Can he play hockey? Does he want to go to the zoo? Do they want to play basketball with us?
I have chosen a picture on the left.
1. In the picture I see animals on the farm, private house, a fence, flowers and also bright sun and clouds
2. It is obviously, that it is a country, because there are no animal farms in cities. The reason is that countries has a cleaner ecology than cities
3. I see five animals on the farm
4. a hen, a chicken, a cow, a pig and (fox? непонятно)
5. In the villages people plant vegetables, berries, plants, keep livestock, and also relax and breathe fresh air.
6. To tell the truth, I don't want to live in the village, because I'm used to the urban lifestyle. The cities have more developed level of life. But I don't mind to go to the village for summer holidays to change atmosphere, which surround me every day
Please go to the blackboard Peter.