Раскрой скобки, поставив глагол в правильную форму. i and my brother (draw) now. my mother (visit) her tomorrow. she (read) two hours. they (walk) in the park all day long. he (play) computer games frov 4 till 6 yesterday. children (travel) next summer. i (write) this letter for three hours.. we (sing) this song all evening long yesterday. bill (decorate) his room now. you (cook) tomorrow.

Объяснение:

** (Barry Cornwall) Oh, the summer night Has a smile of light And she sits on a sapphire throne. **** (Emily Dickinson) Did We abolish Frost The Summer would not cease — If Seasons perish or prevail Is optional with Us **** (Robert Frost) The trees that have it in their pent-up buds To darken nature and be summer woods. **** (Christina Rosetti) Winter is cold-hearted, Spring is yea and nay, Autumn is a weather cock Blown every way. Summer days for me When every leaf is one its tree. When on a Summer's Morn (William Henry Davies) When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush, Or any bird in song; And common leaves that hum all day Without a throat or tongue. And when Time strikes the hour for sleep, Back in my room alone, My heart has many a sweet bird's song — And one that's all my own. **** (Mark Twain) Warm summer sun, shine kindly here; Warm southern wind, blow softly here; Green sod above, lie light, lie light; Good night, dear heart, good night, good night. Stanzas (Emily Bronte) I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me, There's nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world grieve me, While thy heart suffers there. I'll not weep, because the summer's glory Must always end in gloom; And, follow out the happiest story — It closes with a tomb! And I am weary of the anguish Increasing winters bear; Weary to watch the spirit languish Through years of dead despair. So, if a tear, when thou art dying, Should haply fall from me, It is but that my soul is sighing, To go and rest with thee. **** (Emily Dickinson) A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn — A flask of Dew — A Bee or two — A Breeze — a caper in the trees — And I'm a Rose! **** (Барри Корнуолл) О, летняя ночь Обладает светящейся улыбкой И она сидит на сапфировой троне. **** (Эмили Дикинсон) Коль управляла бы всерьез я климатом планеты, то отменила бы мороз. Но пропадет ведь лето?!

ответ:

ты любишь зиму?

-конечно, снег порхает и блестит на солнце.

-а как-же зимние игры?

-несомненно, можно играть в снежки, кататься со снежной горки, лепить снеговика.

-а за что ты любишь холодное время года?

-ну как же, новый год! эта пора когда украшаешь ёлку, этот чудесный запах мандарин, праздник одним словом!

-ясно. теперь я понял за что ты так любишь зиму.

do you like winter? -sure, the snow is fluttering and shining in the sun. -what about the winter games? -sure, you can play snowball, ride off a snowslide, make a snowman. -what do you like the cold season for? -no. -come on, new year's eve! it's time you decorate the tree, the wonderful smell of mandarin, the holiday in a word! -i see. now i know why you love winter so