Whos pen is it? - Its mine pen Whos book is it? -- Its yours book Whos table is it? -- Its my brothers table Whos bag is it? -- Its my moms bag Whos pencil is it? -- Its my sisters pencil. Is it yours copybook? -- Yes.(it is) Is it your brothers copybook? -- No, Its my copybook Where's your table? -- It's in the middle of the room. Where's your pen? -- Its in my pocket Where's your copybook? -- Its on the table. Where's your mom? -- She's at work. Where's your brother? -- He's at school Where's your sister? -- She's at home Who's pencil is it? -- Its my pencil. -- But wheres my pencil? -- Its on the table. Who's watch is it? -- Its my watch. -- But where's my watch? -- Its on the table
My favorite time of year! More than other seasons I like spring. This is not surprising, because in spring nature begins to awaken from a long sleep. Begin to bloom flowers, budding leaves on the trees, the young green grass envelops the entire surface of the earth that surrounds us, the sun begins to warm us with its rays, the birds begin to delight us with their singing. I love it because spring is born anew nature, everything becomes easy. Among the seasons spring plays a special role. Every year she begins a new Chapter in the life of nature. In contrast to winter, spring is rightly called in the morning. A lot of poets devoted their works to the spring. For example, Pushkin, Yesenin, Tyutchev, Fet wrote a beautiful poem. Savrasov, Shishkin wrote a delightful spring landscape. Vivaldi, Tchaikovsky composed his fantastic masterpieces under the influence of spring mood. Is in spring something magical... With the arrival of spring, the whole world is filled with music. It replaces the winter silence and the howling of the wind. The ringing of Cappel, the murmur of streams, the cheerful chirping of birds – everything speaks about the onset of heat and joyful change. Snow every day becoming less. It disappears in the warm sunlight. In the air there is the smell of spring. All the people rejoice the spring. Im already tired of snow and cold, I want sun and warmth. You can now take off the heavy winter clothes, without fear of frost and blizzards. But especially the spring happy children. How fun they play in the sunshine, running through the puddles and let boats! Here and there sounds cheerful laughter of children. With the onset of spring, the whole world becomes bright and colorful. Over the white silence. Now in the world everything will become bright green, sky blue and shining. The first leaves on the trees, breaks the first grass, and the river reflected the blue sky. This is a real spring!
Whos book is it? -- Its yours book
Whos table is it? -- Its my brothers table
Whos bag is it? -- Its my moms bag
Whos pencil is it? -- Its my sisters pencil.
Is it yours copybook? -- Yes.(it is)
Is it your brothers copybook? -- No, Its my copybook
Where's your table? -- It's in the middle of the room.
Where's your pen? -- Its in my pocket
Where's your copybook? -- Its on the table.
Where's your mom? -- She's at work.
Where's your brother? -- He's at school
Where's your sister? -- She's at home
Who's pencil is it? -- Its my pencil. -- But wheres my pencil? -- Its on the table.
Who's watch is it? -- Its my watch. -- But where's my watch? -- Its on the table
More than other seasons I like spring. This is not surprising, because in spring nature begins to awaken from a long sleep. Begin to bloom flowers, budding leaves on the trees, the young green grass envelops the entire surface of the earth that surrounds us, the sun begins to warm us with its rays, the birds begin to delight us with their singing.
I love it because spring is born anew nature, everything becomes easy. Among the seasons spring plays a special role. Every year she begins a new Chapter in the life of nature. In contrast to winter, spring is rightly called in the morning.
A lot of poets devoted their works to the spring. For example, Pushkin, Yesenin, Tyutchev, Fet wrote a beautiful poem. Savrasov, Shishkin wrote a delightful spring landscape. Vivaldi, Tchaikovsky composed his fantastic masterpieces under the influence of spring mood. Is in spring something magical...
With the arrival of spring, the whole world is filled with music. It replaces the winter silence and the howling of the wind. The ringing of Cappel, the murmur of streams, the cheerful chirping of birds – everything speaks about the onset of heat and joyful change. Snow every day becoming less. It disappears in the warm sunlight. In the air there is the smell of spring. All the people rejoice the spring.
Im already tired of snow and cold, I want sun and warmth. You can now take off the heavy winter clothes, without fear of frost and blizzards. But especially the spring happy children. How fun they play in the sunshine, running through the puddles and let boats! Here and there sounds cheerful laughter of children. With the onset of spring, the whole world becomes bright and colorful. Over the white silence. Now in the world everything will become bright green, sky blue and shining. The first leaves on the trees, breaks the first grass, and the river reflected the blue sky. This is a real spring!