She isn't talking about her new job.
2. Is he sending a message?
He isn't sending a message.
3. Are students preparing for the session?
The students are not preparing for the session
4. Are my parents visiting their friends today?
My parents are not visiting my friends today.
5. Is she complaining about her children?
She isn't complaining about her children.
6. Am I calling my boyfriend?
I'm not calling my boyfriend
7. Is he shouting at his secretary?
He's not shouting at his secretary
8. Are we waiting for the bus?
We are not waiting for the bus.
9. Are they talking about ...?
They are not talking about ...
10. Is she quarrelling ...?
She is not quarrelling ...
11. Are we discussing ...?
We are not discussing ...
12. Is he singing about love?
He is not singing abt love
13. Is my friend learning ...?
My friend isn't learning
14. Is he serving ...?
He is not serving ...
15. Are my children resting ...?
My children aren't resting ...
Объяснение:
present continuous
I am + глагол с окончанием -ing
She/He/It is + глагол с окончанием -ing
We/You/They are + глагол с окончанием -ing
при вопросительной форме глагол to be (am, is, are) меняется местами с предметом
1. what book and for whom do you read the book every day?
2. Who worked on what in the past year?
3.what does he know very well?
4.when and whose book they will return?
5.what and where was it done?
6. where were these machines made?
7. who and how much will pay for this painting?
ИЛИ
1:•what book do you read to your daughter every day?
•to whom do you read an interesting book every day?
2:•who worked on plans last year?
•what was your brother working on last year?
4:•whose book will they return within two days?
•when will they return his book?
5:•what was held at the institute?
•where was the conference held?
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Beach is a native of the river Ishim... On its banks is located the city of amazing - Astana. River slowly carries its waters into the distance. The sun's orange eye slides on a light breeze agitated the surface of the water. A winged leopard can be seen on the bridge. His mighty figure clearly emerges against the background of a crimson sunset. Evening. Thoughtfully delirious along the shore. One after another thoughts about Astana are born. Here it is, beautiful, all at a glance…
Astana is my capital. Astana is a favorite city. He is old and young at the same time. Young, because recently launched their wings as the capital of my homeland. And now he is celebrating his tenth anniversary. I am proud to say: "Astana is a city of peace!"Undoubtedly, the whole world knows this proud and sonorous name.
My city has had ten glorious years. Over the years, it has changed beyond recognition. I, of course, do not know what it was twenty years ago (I was not yet), but today it is a surprisingly beautiful capital, combining Eastern and Western architectural motifs. And every yearit is becoming more beautiful and majestic.
Astana is my small homeland. I like to walk along its wide avenues, watching the car bustle, admiring the festive illumination. I especially love the Central square in the summer warm Veche ... from the fountain bowls the water falls down with noise, flying thousands of sparkling drops, foaming with fireworks. Colorful train rolls happy kids around the square. Bright flowers on the beds shake their heads to the beat of the breeze. Wonderful!
But this is the old city, though dressed in a new architectural attire. There's a new city This is the left Bank, causing endless admiration. Here are the wonders of Astana: Bayterek and "Pyramid" - amazing buildings, sparkling with colorful lights in the night.
Astana is a visiting card of the Republic. It has become a symbol of the desire for progress, the personification of an independent, independent way of development of Kazakhstan.
I bow before the brave man who erected the capital among the feather grass steppe, thereby giving we live in a wonderful, wonderful city. I'm happy to live here.…
I turn my thoughts to the waterfront, and the soul have the strings sound born quatrains