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Объяснение:

Мой дом-моя крепость. Этим немногословным высказыванием мы подразумеваем, огромный смысл.

Когда ты в малом возрасте, ты не желаешь жить по законам семьи. Но, повзрослев, ты понимаешь, что эти законы нужны. Это правила твоей крепости, твоей семьи, твоего дома. В каждой семье имеют место существования те или иные законы, свои традиции.

Ты растешь, воспитываешься в своей семье, возле своих родителей, брата, сестры, с их ты получаешь новое мировосприятие, по-новому воспринимаешь всё происходящее. Видишь первую мамину улыбку, улыбку счастья. В семье, ты, любишь и ненавидишь, ненавидишь и любишь. Когда становишься подростком начинаешь не любить, старшего брата и сестру. Проходит полгода, и всё опять по-старому. Ты опять их любишь и везде и всегда с ними. Затем лет через 7-8 ты уходишь из своего дома, улетаешь из гнезда, где ты вырос. И, кажется, ты рад этому. Но проходит год, другой и всё же тебя опять тянет в тот старенький домик, к родителям. Где ты жил до этого и где ты вырос, но изменить уже ничего нельзя.

Семья-это святое. В этом доме ты вырос, сделал первые шаги, сказал первое слово. И ты должен и обязан, любить и уважать свою семью, родителей. Так как именно им ты обязан своей жизнью. Твой дом-это твоя крепость и ты должен его защищать.

  Перевод

My home is my fortress. By this terse statement we mean a huge meaning.

When you are a young child, you don't want to live by the laws of the family. But as you grow up, you understand that these laws are necessary. These are the rules of your fortress, your family, your home. Each family has its own laws and traditions.

You grow up, you are brought up in your family, near your parents, brother, sister, with their help you get a new perception of the world, a new perception of everything that happens. You see your mother's first smile, a smile of happiness. In the family, you, love and hate, hate and love. When you become a teenager, you start to dislike your older brother and sister. Six months pass, and everything is back to the old way. You love them again and are always with them everywhere. Then after 7-8 years you leave your home, fly away from the nest where you grew up. And you seem happy about it. But a year passes, another year, and still you are drawn back to that old house, to your parents. Where you lived before and where you grew up, but nothing can be changed.

Family is sacred. You grew up in this house, took your first steps, said your first word. And you must and must love and respect your family and parents. Since it is to them that you owe your life. Your home is your fortress and you must protect it.

There are not a few people in the world who would like to touch magic at least for a single moment. Magic is always a fairy tale that changes everything around. Both adults and children know that a real miracle is always beautiful.

If I were a sorceress, I would not waste my time. For a start, I would turn all evil people into good ones. I would do everything possible to never, and nowhere was the war. Having such a wonderful power, like magic, I would not be hard to feed all the hungry, to cure all the sick. Every second, sincerely and cordially, I would fulfill the wishes of people, especially those who do not need much to be happy.

I would be very pleased to give every child from the orphanage a mother. All homeless animals in my order, found new, respectable owners. And I would ban forever: cigarettes, drugs, alcohol.

Perhaps I would not have thought a lot about myself, but perhaps a little bit. For happiness, I would have had enough travels around the world, reviews of beautiful and extraordinary places of the globe. It is much more pleasant to realize that you can make a happier other person, give a smile to someone who does not dry up his eyes with tears.

In my beautiful and magical world, there would always be enough food and money. People gladly returned home with their beloved work, they were friends with their neighbors - they celebrated the holidays in a friendly and cheerful way. I would invent a cancer medicine, and create the elixir of eternal youth. It is also possible that each person could live more than a hundred years.

When it came time to say goodbye to the magic, I would not regret it for a minute. I think that I would do everything correctly and fairly. Every morning, I open my eyes, I would remember the happy faces of those who believed in miracles thanks to magic. I know for sure that it would have been so. If tomorrow I wake up as a sorceress, the world will sparkle with new colors, like a rainbow after a rain.