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.
Как я провел лето
Я думаю, лето - самое лучшее время года, потому что тепло, вокруг очень красиво и у нас есть чудесная возможность отдохнуть. Лето - время отпусков и каникул. Мы можем поехать куда угодно, проводить время у реки или озера на свежей зеленой траве, плавать в теплой воде, или подняться в горы, или играть в различные игры, кататься на велосипеде и т. д.
Я провожу летние каникулы у моей бабули. Там есть чем заняться. Большую часть времени я плавал в море и загорал. Иногда я разжигал с друзьями костер на берегу и мы пекли в нем картошку. Это было замечательно. Мы рассказывали друг другу анекдоты, и делали все, что хотели. А еще я часто ходил один в лес.
There was an old man with an old woman.The old man said to the old woman:"Come on, old woman, scratched the box by the box, mark it on the souse, do not scratch the flour into a bun."The old woman took the wings, scraped it around the box, poured some honey on the garden and peeled two handfuls of flour.I kneaded the flour on sour cream, cooked the buns, roasted it in oil, and laid it on the window.Kolobok lay down, lay down, took it and rolled - from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor, to the floor to the door, jumped over the threshold - and into the passage, from the porch to the porch, from the porch to the yard, from the courtyard beyond the gate, farther and farther.Goes Kolobok on the road, towards him Hare:- Kolobok, Kolobok, I'll eat you!"Do not eat me, Hare, I'll sing a song to you: I'm Kolobok, Kolobok,I scraped the box,According to the honeycomb,On sour cream mashonYes, in oil,On the window is a stonon.I left my grandfather,I left my grandmother,From you, hare, I'll definitely go!
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.
Как я провел лето
Я думаю, лето - самое лучшее время года, потому что тепло, вокруг очень красиво и у нас есть чудесная возможность отдохнуть. Лето - время отпусков и каникул. Мы можем поехать куда угодно, проводить время у реки или озера на свежей зеленой траве, плавать в теплой воде, или подняться в горы, или играть в различные игры, кататься на велосипеде и т. д.
Я провожу летние каникулы у моей бабули. Там есть чем заняться. Большую часть времени я плавал в море и загорал. Иногда я разжигал с друзьями костер на берегу и мы пекли в нем картошку. Это было замечательно. Мы рассказывали друг другу анекдоты, и делали все, что хотели. А еще я часто ходил один в лес.
There was an old man with an old woman.The old man said to the old woman:"Come on, old woman, scratched the box by the box, mark it on the souse, do not scratch the flour into a bun."The old woman took the wings, scraped it around the box, poured some honey on the garden and peeled two handfuls of flour.I kneaded the flour on sour cream, cooked the buns, roasted it in oil, and laid it on the window.Kolobok lay down, lay down, took it and rolled - from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor, to the floor to the door, jumped over the threshold - and into the passage, from the porch to the porch, from the porch to the yard, from the courtyard beyond the gate, farther and farther.Goes Kolobok on the road, towards him Hare:- Kolobok, Kolobok, I'll eat you!"Do not eat me, Hare, I'll sing a song to you:
I'm Kolobok, Kolobok,I scraped the box,According to the honeycomb,On sour cream mashonYes, in oil,On the window is a stonon.I left my grandfather,I left my grandmother,From you, hare, I'll definitely go!