spring is a beatiful season. even though there are four seasons a year, i prefer spring time. and, whenever i'm asked what my favourite season is, i instantly answer: "spring".
it's not only because my birthday is in spring, but also because it's the most precious season for me. i think that nothing can be more beautiful than awakening of nature after long winter sleep. that's exactly what happens during this time of the year.
first month is still a bit cold. in my region it snows and rains a lot in march. however, gradually we see the first spring flowers appearing on the surface, among them snowdrops, lily of the valley, daffodils, violets. the grass becomes greener and the nights become shorter.
march is also marked by the celebration of the international women’s day. on this day women don’t do any housework, they simply relax and enjoy the holiday. their husbands, sons, fathers and brothers give them nice presents and do everything for them.
april is a warm month. although, it often rains, the weather is not cold anymore. on the first day of april we have the fools’ day. it’s a funny holiday, when your friends can play different tricks on you or tell jokes. easter also falls on april. it’s one of my favorite holidays. i associate this day with tasty cakes and colorful eggs.
may starts with the labor day or may day. it’s an international workers’ day in many countries. on this day people hold ceremonial parades. the 9th of may is another remarkable day. it’s a victory day, which is celebrated to commemorate the second world war victims and veterans. the weather in may is fantastic. although, it sometimes rains, most of the time it is warm and sunny.
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Listen to the news items. Write down the order you will hear them in. Which is the most shocking piece of news?
В той местности близ поля, где обитали пикси, жила-была одна старуха. У нее был домик и очень красивый сад, где на клумбе растила она прекраснейшие тюльпаны. Легенда гласит, будто пикси так восхищались этой клумбой, что приносили туда своих младенцев-эльфов и песнями убаюкивали их. Часто глубокой ночью можно было услышать милую колыбельную и в ночном воздухе плыла чудеснейшая музыка, словно созданная самими тюльпанами. Изящные цветы качали головками на вечернем ветру, будто задавая ритм собственной музыке. Как только младенцы-эльфы засыпали, убаюканные чудесными мелодиями, пикси возвращались на соседнее поле и начинали танцевать, оставляя круги на траве, доступные даже взглядам смертных. Так резвились они в ночное время.
Клумба с тюльпанами (Старая английская сказка).
Легенды старой Англии. Эдвин Хартленд.
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