Образовать отрицательное предложение. 1.he teaches english. 2.mr.priestley speaks these languages well. 3.mr.priestley can write these languages well. 4.he is sitting by the fire. 5.the students sit in this room. 6.the windows are open. 7.the windows stand open. 8.he can open the window. 9.he opens the windows.

1.he doesn't teach english. 2.mr . priesley doesn't speak these languages well. 3.mr.priesley can't write these languages well. 4.he isn't sitting by the fire. 5.the students don't sit in this room. 6.the windows aren't open. 7.the windows don't stand open. 8.he can't open the window. 9.he doesn't open the window.

The kazakh proverb says: "flowers are only flowers in their meadow," a man in his homeland is a man. " the word contains the age-old secret of the truth about man and homeland, carefully guarded from generation to generation. only the feeling of the motherland, the comprehension of its unity with it, its involvement in the life and fate of the fatherland makes us real people. "birch cotton" in the north, the mighty pine forests of borovoe, the golden fields of virgin land, the gray feather grass of the great steppe, the mountain masses of alatau and tien shan are all my kazakhstan. when i was writing an essay about my motherland in the lower grades, it was these pictures that struck me: the vast expanses, beauty and diversity of the nature of my homeland. i'll never stop admiring them. how special is nature's mother's favor to the land of kazakhstan. the poetic heritage of our people contains a lot of fascinating pictures of the beauty of our native land, its vast expanses, snow-white mountain ranges, the azure waters of lakes great akyns sang the beauty and history of the kazakh land. i was always interested and worried about one story, because without the past there is no future. the people's memory keeps and transmits from generation to generation glorious and tragic events in the life of the kazakh people. my imagination painted images of glorious batyrs, valiantly defending their homeland. they saw me in the majestic figures of the glorious warriors karasai and agyntai - the batyrs, standing on one of the central squares of the city. now i'm seventeen, and in the words "my motherland - kazakhstan" i'm already putting another meaning. it is not just a beautiful country with an inimitable centuries-old history and culture. kazakhstan is a young, free, independent state, successfully developing its economy and moving ahead of the road of reforms and reforms to the prosperity and stability of our country. i think the main wealth of any state is its people, their lives, concerns and aspirations, sorrows and joys.

- hello, natasha. we haven't seen each other for ages!   - yes, dear. do  you hurry? let's go to the cafe, drink a cup of coffee and talk.  - oh, no, not today. i'm going to the pool now. come tomorrow at 3 p.m.  - no, i won't be able to meet you  tomorrow. i'll be working on a report in the library. maybe on wednesday about 6 p.m?   - i'm sorry, but on wednesday i will see  my mother in (to see in - встречать)  at the airport. how about saturday? - awful, on saturday i'm flying to moscow for a week.  - ok,  you'll come back, and we'll call each other.  - see you later!   - bye.   , наташа. мы не виделись целую вечность!   - да, дорогая. ты спешить? пойдем в кафе, давай выпьем по чашке кофе и поговорим.  - о, нет, только не сегодня. я иду в бассейн. давай завтра в 3 часа.  - нет, завтра я не могу. я буду работать над докладом в библиотеке. может, в среду около 18 часов?   - жаль, но в среду я буду встречать мою маму в аэропорту. как насчет субботы?   - ужасно, в субботу я улетаю в москву на неделю.  - окей, ты прилетишь из москвы, и мы созвонимся.  - увидимся!   - пока.