Grandpa is very dear to me. During his childhood, his image was the most beloved image in his mind. He let me eat, lulled him to sleep, taught him to draw houses, play games with him. But now he is no longer with me. He left a quiet Sunday afternoon. Although he died, but he still expects the miracle to happen, he can return and I met him in a dream.

That day, I learned very tired to go to bed early. After closing my eyes, I found myself deep in sleep. Suddenly he appeared in the garden of his father's home. That is the garden. The corner of the garden is the sweet potato that he often eats for his children. The leaves are still green and the branches appear small green, blue. In the garden is the tree is a pinkish tree that most foreigners. Then two mother-of-pearl pomelos, where the wormwood grows close to the ground, the long willow to the flowering mango tree remains as it was when she was young, in the countryside with her grandfather. In this garden, he and his children took care of the trees for them to grow, flowering, results. He taught me valuable work, it is fun, pride to see the tree to care for the first sweet fruit. Look at the garden, how many memories with his grandfather rushed back in his mind. I miss him so suddenly and suddenly I call - a call from the heart, I call loudly: Grandpa! Suddenly he appeared. For not believing in his eyes, he raised his hand to rub his eyes. And he called out: bite his dog, you here. That is your dear voice. The voice that was lost now comes back to me. I ran to him quickly. At that time my mouth was laughing and my eyes filled with tears. I kneed in his lap, crying loudly. He rubbed his head lightly: Do not cry anymore, do not cry anymore, he is here. I looked up at him. His hair was silver as white. I remember when he was playing his hair every time, he asked again: What is your hair white?

 
Although he left, he finally understood, before he left he left her two gifts. The gift of intellectuals, he left but I still see his soul is with him. And the gift was a small garden that he cared for when he was alive. And I always believed that: Though he was no longer alive, his soul would still be present at my side, with the orchard full of fruit he planted.

    Grandpa is very dear to me. During his childhood, his image was the most beloved image in his mind. He let me eat, lulled him to sleep, taught him to draw houses, play games with him. But now he is no longer with me. He left a quiet Sunday afternoon. Although he died but I still expect the miracle happened, the tube can return and I met him in a dream.

    That day, I learned very tired to go to bed early. After closing my eyes, I found myself deep in sleep. Suddenly he appeared in the garden of his father's home. That is the garden. The corner of the garden is the sweet potato that he often eats for his children. The leaves are still green and the branches appear small green, blue. In the garden is the tree is a pinkish tree that most foreigners. Then two mother pomelos, where tamarind trees grow close to the ground, both plowed long leaves to the mango flowers are still the same as when he was little, in the countryside with his grandfather. In this garden, he and his children took care of the trees for them to grow, flowering, results. He taught me valuable work, it is fun, pride to see the tree to care for the first sweet fruit. Look at the garden, how many memories with his grandfather rushed back in his mind. I miss him so suddenly and suddenly I call - a call from the heart, I call loudly: Grandpa! Suddenly appeared slowly. For not believing in his eyes, he raised his hand to rub his eyes. And he called out: bite his dog, you here. That is your dear voice. The voice that was lost now comes back to me. I ran to him quickly. At that time my mouth was laughing and my eyes filled with tears. I kneed in his lap, crying loudly. He rubbed his head lightly: Do not cry anymore, do not cry anymore, he is here. I looked up at him. His hair was silver as white. I remember when he was playing his hair every time, he asked again: Why is your hair so white?

      Although he left, he finally understood, before he left he left her two gifts. The gift of intellectuals, he left but I still see his soul is with him. And the gift was a small garden that he cared for when he was alive. And I always believed that: Though he was no longer alive, his soul would still be present at my side, with the orchard full of fruit he planted.

Sau khi điều tra và phát hiện , 1 thanh niên hét to :       Namikaze Minato là 1 hacker 

I used to go  to Ho Chi Minh City last year.

I used to draw a picture.

Cấu trúc: S + used to + Vo + ...

Còn lại bạn tự áp dụng cấu trúc nha!

go to the park,go to the movie, go to the school, watc tv , playing catch

I went to Da Nang

I went to school 

I wached TV 

I played badminton

I had a new dress

I spent a vacation 

I bought a bar of chocolate 

In the morning, I wake up at 5:30 pm thanks to the clock my mother bought me when I was in 6th grade.
  I brush my teeth, wash my face, exercise and prepare breakfast for themselves. After breakfast, I put on my new uniform and excitedly went to school at 6:30 with a bike that had been attached to me for 2 years.

Every morning from Monday to Saturday, I get up at 6 o'clock. After breakfast, I go to school by bicycle. It takes me about 20 minutes from my house to get to my school. Usually, I study at school until 11:30 a.m. I return home at noon to have lunch with my family. In the afternoon I attend English and computer classes. I always get home just in time for dinner at 7:30 p.m.

In the morning , I get up . Then I brush my teeth , have a shower , get dressed and eat breakfast . Next I go to school and study .

Finally , I go home .

1.

Chiều hôm ấy như mọi ngày em đi bộ từ trường về nhà. Trên đường đi em bỗng thấy một chiếc ví màu đen rơi dưới gốc cây. Tò mò em tiến lại nhặt lên xem thì thấy trong đó có khá nhiều tiền. Chắc chủ nhân của nó đã vô tình đánh rơi trong lúc đứng cạnh gốc cây này. Chẳng biết người đó có hay rằng mình bị mất nhiều tiền như vậy? Nếu phát hiện ra thì biết đằng nào mà tìm cơ chứ? Em đảo mắt nhìn xung quanh xem liệu có ai có thể là chủ nhân của chiếc ví? Nhưng em chỉ thấy những bóng người vội vã hối hả trong giờ tan tầm, chẳng ai có vẻ gì là người mất đồ cả.

Trong thoáng em nghĩ hay là mang ví về nhà? Nếu thế thì người ta cũng biết đâu mà tìm? Số tiền này có thể mua được truyện tranh và đồ chơi mà em muốn. Nhưng em vội nhớ tới những điều thầy cô dặn mà gạt bỏ ngay ý nghĩ xấu xa đó đi. Số tiền trong ví đối với người mất có lẽ rất lớn. Hơn nữa nếu tìm lại được chắc người đó mừng lắm. Mà mình lại làm được một điều tốt. bố mẹ cũng dặn rằng đừng bao giờ tham lam những thứ không thuộc về mình.

Nhưng biết tìm ai mà trả đây? Bỗng chốc trong đầu em hiện ra hình ảnh chú trực ban ở công an phường mà em thường lễ phép chào mỗi lần đi học về. Nghĩ bụng em chạy ngay đến đó nhờ chú giúp đỡ. Đến nơi thấy chú chuẩn bị tan làm, may thay mà vẫn kịp

Thấy em hớt hải chạy đến, chú hỏi:

– Cô bé có chuyện gì mà hối hả thế? Muộn rồi sao chưa về nhà?

– Chú ơi cháu vừa nhặt được cái ví này của ai đánh rơi mà không biết tìm ai trả

Chú mỉm cười khen em thực thà và mở ví ra kiểm tra. Trong đó có một số giấy tờ khá quan trọng như bằng lái xe, thẻ ngân hàng,.. cùng tiền mặt.

– Cháu đúng là cô bé ngoan, không tham lam xấu bụng. Cháu ghi tên và trường lớp vào biên bản nhé

Sau đó em chào chú và đi về nhà, lòng tràn ngập niềm vui. Em hồ hởi khoe bố mẹ về việc mình vừa làm và cũng được lời khen ngợi của bố mẹ. mấy hôm sau, cô giáo biết được việc ấy nên đã tuyên dương em trước lớp. Cô dặn các bạn lấy em làm gương về con ngoan trò giỏi- cháu ngoan Bác Hồ
2. 

Học sinh tự thảo luận với các bạn trong nhóm và chỉnh sửa bài viết của mình. 

ok lun

-Decorate the house: Trang trí nhà cửa.

-Dragon dancers: Múa lân.

-Exchange New year’s wishes: Chúc Tết nhau

-Expel evil: xua đuổi tà ma 

-Go to flower market: Đi chợ hoa

-Go to pagoda to pray for: Đi chùa để cầu ...

-To first foot: Xông đất

-Visit relatives and friends: Thăm bà con bạn bè

-Worship the ancestors: Thờ cúng tổ tiên.

a) Theo em 

Hùng đã mắc lỗi: Không hỏi rõ sự việc có đúng ko đã đi đổ lỗi cho người khác,văng tục chửi bậy

Nam : đã ko kiềm chế được mình nên đã xông vào đánh bạn

b) Neues em là Hùng em sẽ hỏi rõ Nam là có làm việc này hay ko,nếu Nam khăng khăng chối bỏ thì em sẽ đi thưa cô để tìm ra thủ phạm ddaxx vẽ lên vở

c) mình đang bí,ko nghĩ ra ý tưởng

tới tối thứ 3 là hết thời hạn rùi mong các bạn làm giúp mình