the garden is blossoming more beautiful => beautifully
the garden is blossoming more beautiful => beautifully
there is one mistake in each sentences, try to find the mistake and correct it.
Do you think the most popular Vietnamese writer of children is To Hoai?
Các bạn ơi giúp mình câu này nhanh nhé !!!
Put a preposition in each gap to finish the passage.
I live in a house at the foot of a hill. It's an old house, and it's not very large. There are two bedrooms .......... the first floor. There's a living room and a lovely fire place downstairs. There's also a bathroom ....... the kitchen. There's a garden ........... the house. The garden is colorful ......... a lot of flowers. There are also vegetables .......... the garden all the year round. I love my house; the garden, the flowers in summer, the fire in winter. But what i like best is the view from my bedroom window
My dream school is located in Ho Chi Minh, a big city. It’s new and modern. The school is a building surrounding a schoolyard. It has the computer room, music room, canteen, swimming pool... The classroom is very large with airconditioner and fans. There is a big garden behind school 50 that the students plant many kinds of tree, flower, and vegetable there.
Cần thêm đoạn sau, giúp mình rồi mình tick cho
Hi. I am Linh. I (1) …….. in Hanoi with my family but I am having a good time at Nha Trang Beach now. The beach is beautiful and clean .The (2) …….. is cool and dry. The sun is shining brightly. I love the food here, especially the seafood is cheap but delicious. (3) …….. Nha Trang, (4) ……. are friendly and helpful. I like Nha Trang very much.
1. A. like | B. live | C. liking | D. stay |
2. A. weather | B. season | C. sun | D. moon |
3. A. For | B. On | C. In | D. At |
4. A. food | B. drink | C. beaches | D. people
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Read the conversation below . Underline the final s/es in the words and write /z/ , /s/ or /iz/ ... (sgk trang 19 )
Sắp xếp các từ :
beautiful / is / a small / it / with / garden / swimming / pool / lovely / a
help me
dịch cho mình câu này với:
Life in the city is full of activity. Early in the morning hundreds of people rush out of their homes in the manner ants do when their nest is broken. Soon the streets are full of traffic. Shops and offices open, students flock to their schools and the day's work begins. The city now throb with activity, and it is full of noise. Hundreds of sight-seers, tourists and others visit many places of interest in the city while businessmen from various parts of the world arrive to transact business.
Then towards evening, the offices and day schools begin to close. Many of the shops too close. There is now a rush for buses and other means of transport. Everyone seems to be in a hurry to reach home. As a result of this rush, many accidents occur. One who has not been to the city before finds it hard to move about at this time. Soon, however, there is almost no activity in several parts of the city. These parts are usually the business centres. With the coming of night, another kind of actịvity begins. The streets are now full of colorful lights. The air is cooler and life becomes more leisurely. People now seek entertainment. Many visit the cinemas, parks and clubs, while others remain indoors to watch television or listen to the radio. Some visit friends and relatives and some spend their time reading books and magazines. Those who are interested in politics discuss the latest political developments. At the same time, hundreds of crimes are committed. Thieves and robbers who wait for the coming of night become active, and misfortune descends upon many. For the greed of a few, many are killed, and some live in constant fear. To bring criminals to justice, the officers of the law are always on the move. Workers and others who seek advancement in their careers attend educational institutions which are open till late in the night. Hundreds of them sit for various examinations every year. The facilities and opportunities that the people in the city have to further their studies and increase their knowledge of human affairs are indeed many. As a result, the people of the city are usually better informed than those of the village, where even a newspaper is sometimes difficult to get. The city could, therefore, be described as a place of ceaseless activity. Here, the drama of life is enacted every day. |
Mọi người đọc mẩu chuyện này rồi cho mk ý kiến
Tonight I sleep the round.She is the wind of human life. “In this life, someone did not grow up in mother’s arms, was heard Matthew bid ru sweet deal, a pharmacist who would not dream of sinking into the wind, her hand fan every sultry summer afternoon. And in this life, one love by his mother, one for life because I like her, someone ready to share with her as her sweet fleshy.
For me too, she is most interested in me and who I loved and the most indebted in the world. I used to think my mother was not beautiful. Not because there is a beautiful white skin, round face recovery or sparkling eyes … but her face just skinny, tanned, high forehead, the wrinkles of the age of 40, of how anxiety in life in the upper corner of her eye. But my father told her more beautiful than other women in the intellectual beauty. Yes, my mother was smart, agile, very resourceful. On the position of a leader, who thinks his mother is cold, harsh. there are times when I thought so. but when his mother sat, her hands caressing my hair, everyone thought it all disappear. I have the sensation lightheadedness, anxiety hard to describe, feeling like I have never received so much love. It looks like a strong dotted line passed through her hands deep my heart, eye, lips tenderly, the sweet smile, … through all of the parents. just love it when people close to her long before you feel all right. From small to large, I received the infinite love of the mother as a gift, a natural thing.In the eyes of a child, she was born to care for children. I never ask the question: Why do parents accept unconditional sacrifice for me? . Good mother, very good to me but sometimes I think parents are so worthy, so … evil. How many times, she yelled at me, I cried. Cry for depression depression, where rather than weep bitterly regret. Then for a time … I came home from school, my mother read her diary stolen. I was immediately very, immediately pulling the diary from her hand and shouted: “Why the mother too much! This is the secret of the child, the mother can not work on. Mother very ill, I do not need her anymore! “Just thought I would eat a slap hurt. But not just silence the mother, pale cheeks, healthier eyes brimming. There is something that Idid not dare look into her eyes.
I rushed into the room, locked the door despite the announcement on outside sales calls. I cried, cried so much, a small pillow was wet. As the late night, I awake, awake. There is a feeling of absence, which I do not howshortfalls avoided. I was wondering how I console myself by living in a world with no mother, not educated, will be very happy. But that’s where the pharmacist to fill gaps in my head. Should I feel remorse? Was I hungry for love? …
Free man do I thinkgradually fell asleep. In the dream film, I felt a warm hand, lightly touching my hair, pulled my blanket. Yeah I’m looking forward to the feeling, the feeling of sweet loving. I sunk in moments of tenderness, she closed his eyes for fear if you open youreyes, feeling it would fly away, away forever into nothingness and the immediate space is just a reality. The next morning I woke up, I felt the house so that sadness that. There is something missing. That morning, I had to eat bread, no white rice every day. I rated violence, had asked her father to see where it goes. My father said, his mother is ill, hospitalized a week. Feeling sad I have to cover my little brain. Mother in hospital and who would cook, who wash, who confided to me? I’m sorry too, because of anger over that has shattered the happiness of this little house. In my sick mother. All week, I was very sad. Housing shortage so that her smile so lonely. Every meal I have to eat outside, no parents, then get one I like cooking. Oh I remember thatthe boiled vegetables, casseroles’s mother always.
After a week, she returned home, I was the first to welcome her. I’ve seen, she ran to hug me. Mother cried, saying: “I am sorry, she should not be secret child. Con … I forgive her, listen to me. “Emotion I choked, tears poured wet. I just wanted to say: “Mommy errors in children, at the damage, all in children only. “. But why these words hard to say so. I hugged her, cried a lot. Alas! After a week I saw her was important to give any. Every day, parents busy with work that has stars like magic. Early in the morning, when he was dark, she was worried meals for your father. Then at the mother how to cook delicious dishes Oh. The food topping that does not nothing. The popular meal is only a belief but amatter of infinite love like mother. My father as the young birds pick each drop of sweet loving mother. The meal does not have mom, dad my whole dating process server to work together. Mother is washing, stripping the house … the scan always hard at all. Mother took me all but I do not repay anything for her. Even words of love I’m not saying never. How many times have I toss and turn, the courage to tell her but then only, just wanted to say: Mom, now I grow it, I see love her, need her to know how. I have to love, listen to her. When children make mistakes, strict mother reminded, I do not even angry anymore, I just get error bowed and promised never again commit. When happy or sad, I will tell her to clap her hands to share with tenderness, gentle eyes. Mother’s mother is not just that you, as you … all of you. To grow and then find myself very happy to have her in the shape reminds. There mother was washing clothes, cleaning the house, cooking for the family.
Mother, mother sacrificed so much for children that have never demanded the return of his mother. her mother is the best, highest, greatest. Take life by the mother who has what. Is anyone willing to shield me from time to time. Oh I love the children! Had the courage to speak three languages: “I love you! “Be alone. The pain brave, I just fine-but what was first commissioned as her mother was strict. Con wrote these words, the mother would understand this more than my heart. Mother do not think when I opposed because I do not like her mother. Con forever love you, happy mother, sad to see her bad luck. Mother is the life of me so I just wanted her life to love you forever, child care, comfort you, protect the children and for children to be interested in her, loved her life. Motherhood is the most sacred feelings in the world. Love how he has nurtured the adults, to teach how people get older. Government mother who brings her emotional middle child. So, I always loved her, would grow to be taking care of her. And I wanted to tell her that: “The mother is still big. Take life in the womb is human. “
Exercise: Put the words in correct order:
always/ she/ the/ early/,/ brushes/ in/ face/ her/ her/ morning/ gets/ up/ teeth/ and/ washes/.
he/ usually/ is/ for/ school/ late/.
live/ does/ she/ where/?/ - / In/ village/ a/ small/.
address/ is/ what/ her/?/ - /Tran Hung Dao/ It’s/ 36/ Street/.
house/ like/ do/ your/ you/?
countryside/ the/ my/ in/ live/ a/ grandparents/ small/ in/ house/.
after/ you/ school/ what/ do/ do/ ?
volleyball/ she/ how/ often/ does/ play/?
live/ far/ from/ they/ city/ the/.
badminton/ dinner/ I / often/ play/ cook/ after/ and/ work/.