On Mother's Day sons and daughters visit their mothers and bring them(1) flowers and little presents. The eldest son must make (2) his mother a good cake. If sons or daughters cannot be with (3) their mother on that day, they usually give (4) her presents.

Mother's Day must be a day of rest for the mother of the family, so her daughters cook(6) the dinner on that day and lay the table (7) and the sons help to wash(8) the plates and dishes after dinner.

In the United States and Canada, Mother's Day is the second Sunday in May. They have a very(9) beautiful stamp for Mother's Day in the United Sates. It shows the portrait of the mother (10) of James Whistler, one of the greatest American painters.

1. Who are you staying with?

2. Where do you live?

3. Where is Micheal from?

4. Why is Hung unhappy?

5. Is Lan from Da Nang?

6. How old are they?

7. What is your new classmate's name?

8. How does your father go to work?

9. Who is our teacher talking to?

10. How far is it from your house to school?

1. who are you staying with?

2. where do you live?

3. where is Michael from?

4. why is Hung unhappy?

5. is Lan from Da Nang?

6.How old are they?

7. what is your new classmate's name?

8. how does your father go to work?

9. who is your teacher talking to?

10. how  far is it from your house to school?

1 who are you staying with?

2 where do you live?

3 where is Michael from?

4 why is Hung unhappy?

5 Is Lan from Da nang?

6 How old are they?

7 what is your new classmate's name?

8 how does your father go to work?

9 what is your teacher talking to?

10 how far it is from your house to school?

I think it's gonna be like this:

5. I don't have much time so I don't use the Internet very often.

6. Tuan finds playing table tennis interesting because he often plays with his best friend.

7. I'm now having felt tired since I stayed up late to do my homework.

8. My homework will be finished by midnight.

9. We won't go anywhere until Tom comes.

10. That's one of the most interesting books I have ever read.

5 i don't have much time so i don't use the Internet very often.

6 Tuan finds playing table tennis interesting because he plays with his best friend

7 i have been feeling tired since i stayed up late to do my homework

8 My homework will have been finished be midnight

9 we haven't gone anywhere until Tom comes

10 that is one of the most interesting books i have ever read

1:TO

2:COLLECTIONS

3:ARE

4:CENTURY

5:INSTRUMENTS

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- There's a wadrobe opposite the window.

- There's a table between the bed and the bookshelf.

- There's a plant near the lamp.

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Want to learn better English 8, needs to investigate more words in the dictionary he Vietnam. The school in the dictionary helps us in many vocabularies, learn many new words. Also, the help of reading have the knowledge to do the questions in English, helps us have better communication skills. Collective listening, speaking, reading and writing to do well as much more. Go online to help us investigate the things that we do not know, the information that we do not know will be answered.

I love the mother in my heart, mother always gentle and the best image. "Mom" a simple voice that contains the infinite love as the lyrics: "Mother's immense as the ocean of peaceful motherhood as earnest sweet stream"

This year my mother is 42 years old. My mother is the best. Beautiful mother a fairy in fairy tales. Her long, curly hair fluttered over her back. Mother's hands are not beautiful, it has been bottled as a record of the hard work of mother for so many years she has raised me to grow up. Mother shampoo with bồ kết so your hair is smooth and smooth. My mother has a beautiful face a full moon. Whenever I laugh at my mother's white teeth it looks beautiful!
She was just gentle and responsible. Back to work, mother just in the kitchen cooking for the whole family. My mother taught me to study, clean the house and go to sleep.The night was cold, in the middle of the night my mother woke up the blanket for me ... In my heart, mother is everything, mother is the best fairy in my life. One time I was sick with my mother carrying me to a district hospital. My mother is teaching to take care of her because my father is busy working, washing clothes, bathing her mother to do ca. At home I feel good, so mother to teach one session, noon about her mother care for her, mother's hand slightly gently cautious care. At that time her eyes filled with mercy, but her mouth is still smiling to tell this story to you to let me quickly all disease.When I was sick, my mother stayed with me for the rest of the night, devoted to her worries, arranging everything in the house. Mom also did not forget to cook delicious meals. Mother advised him enough things, the voice is always softly affectionate. Late night mother sitting compose lesson plans, to prepare for tomorrow, watching her mother much love her mother. One day, I saw my mother stretched out on the chair thinking, far away. At that time, I hurried to my mother. Mother hugged me in my arms, arms around me.
Motherhood is immensely vast than the long river. I remembered the verse:
"Who is your mother's job? In fact, your mother is bigger."
See how proud she is and how happy she is because I have a mother. Mom, I'm not good. I promise you to study well for your mother

"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 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 I have never received so much love. It looks 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 I did not dare look into her eyes.

Tonight I sleep the roundShe 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 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 I have never received so much love. It looks 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 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 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 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 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. “

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