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ALS CACHE
It stretches from the east to the Caspian and Volga plains; The highest peak in the country; Rare rainfall and high temperatures in summer; There are gray earths in deserts and semi-deserts; deposits of chemical raw materials; More than a quarter of the land is steppes; Kazakhstan is famous for its innumerable mineral wealth; In the west and southwest, the territory of Kazakhstan is washed by the Caspian Sea; presidential form of government; direct universal suffrage; local representative bodies; the highest representative body; control problems; appointed by the president; extend the term by holding a referendum; parliamentary elections; carry out legislative functions; executive power; single-mandate territorial district; be accountable to the president
Объяснение:
Гусеница осталась в одиночестве и принялась мечтать о крыльях. Она была окутана тонкой паутинкой, прочно удерживающей ее тело в плену. "Наверное, я никогда не смогу вырваться из этих нитей. Но если я не отвечу на далекий зов - я умру".
И она стала сражаться с паутиной из последних сил. И вдруг ее оковы распались. Гусеница устремилась к свету, к солнцу и теплу. Ей стало так хорошо, и она запела от счастья: "Я бабочка! Значит, я рождена, чтобы летать!"
Английский
Caterpillar remained alone and began to dream of the wings. She was enveloped in a thin cobweb, firmly holding her body prisoner. "I guess I'll never be able to break out of these threads, but if I do not answer to the distant call -. I'm dead."
And she began to fight with the cobwebs of the last forces. And suddenly it broke the shackles. Caterpillar rushed to the light, the sun and heat. She felt so good, and she sang with joy: "I am a butterfly So, I was born to fly!"