Спереводом when two englishmen meet, their first words will be “how doyou do? ” or “how are you? ” and after the reply “very well, thankyou: how are you? ” the next remark is almost certain to be aboutthe weather. “it’s a lovely morning, isn’t it? ” or “isn’t it hot today? ”and the other person will reply “yes, it’s wonderful weather we arehaving. i hope it will keep fine, it seems almost too good to last.”or perhaps the day is dull, it is raining a little, the sky isgrey, and everyone is wearing a mackintosh or carrying an umbrella. as the cars and buses go along the street, they splashthe water and mud on the passersby.gradually it gets darker: a thick fog is spreading over london. the lamps are lit in the streets and in the shops and offices; cars and buses put on their lights and can only crawl along.as one friend bumps into another, he says, “isn’t it a beastlyday? ” — “yes, ” replies the other, you can hardly see a yard infront of you.”then comes winter. there has been a good fall of snow and ahard frost. it is just the day for a good country walk; let us have atramp down the country lanes. the ground is like iron and ringsunder our feet, the frost sparkles on the branches, andicicles hang from the houses.it is still freezing hard and the ponds are frozen over. thereare crowds of people on them sliding and skating, and here is amerry group of schoolboys having a fight with snowballs. it isvery pleasant while the frost lasts; the unpleasant time comeswhen the thaw begins.a few months have passed and it is a beautiful spring day.the rain fell heavily last night, but now the soft white clouds arefloating across the blue sky, and the sun is shining brightly.raindrops and dewdrops shine on every small green leaf andevery blade of young grass.the farmer has ploughed his fields and the new corn is justbeginning to appear above the ground. in a few months autumnand harvest time will come. when the corn has turned ripe andgolden the farmer will reap it and put it in his barnabridged from “modern english coursefor foreign students” by eckerseley)​

когда два встречаются, их первые слова будут “как

ты знаешь? ” или “как поживаете? ” и после ответа “ хорошо,

вы: как поживаете? ” следующий замечание почти наверняка будет о

погода. “прекрасное утро, не правда ли? ” или “разве сегодня не жарко?
”

и другой человек ответит “да, это замечательная погода, мы

имеющий. я надеюсь, что все будет хорошо, это кажется слишком хорошим, чтобы длиться.”

или, может быть, день тусклый, идет небольшой дождь, небо

серый, и все одеты в макинтоши или носят
ум

brella. как автомобили и автобусы идут по улице, они плещут

вода и грязь на прохожих.

постепенно темнеет: над лоном стелется густой туман

дон. лампы горят на улицах, в магазинах и офисах

es; автомобили и автобусы поставить на их
огни и может только ползти.

когда один друг натыкается на другого, он говорит: “разве это не ужасно

день? ” — "да", - отвечает другой, вы едва ли можете видеть двор в

перед тобой.”

потом наступает зима. там был хороший снегопад
и

сильный мороз. это просто день для хорошей прогулки; давайте

бродяга по проселочным дорогам. земля как железо и кольца

под ногами сверкает на ветвях мороз, и

сосульки свисают с домов.

все еще сильные морозы, и пруды замерзли.
там

стоят толпы людей, на них катаются и катаются на коньках, а вот

веселая группа школьников дерется со снежками. это

приятно, пока длится мороз, наступает неприятное время

когда начнется оттепель.

прошло несколько месяцев, и это прекрасный
весенний день.

прошлой ночью шел сильный дождь, но теперь мягкие белые облака

плывет по голубому небу, и ярко светит солнце.

капли дождя и росы сияют на каждом маленьком зеленом листе и

каждую травинку.

фермер вспахал свои поля, и
новая кукуруза просто

начинает появляться над землей. через несколько месяцев осень

и придет время жатвы. когда кукуруза созреет и

золотой фермер пожнет его и положит в свой амбар.

(сокращено от “современный курс

Kyiv is the capital of our country.It is the largest city in Ukraine.
Here are three places you can see in a weekend.
Saint Sophia Cathedral is a striking white building in the middle of Kyiv.
Attractive green and golden domes are on top of it.
The Horodetskiy Building was finished in 1902.It is worth seeing for the mythical creatures made up of parts of other animals which decorate the building.Not all the decorations are animals.You can see flowers,mermaids and ships,too.
The Golden Gate is another sight built by Yaroslav the Wise in the 11 th century.This huge fortress is an amazing construction.Now it’s a museum.its a great place to learn about Kyiv’s history.

Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961) was born in Oak Park, Illinois. He is one of America's most famous writers. He received the Nobel Prize for novels and short stories. Hemingway lived a life full of adventure, participating in the First and Second World Wars. He spent a lot of time hunting and fishing. Many of his books are based on such experiences. His favorite theme is courage.

: when I returned, they said that the boy refused to let someone into the room. “You cannot enter,” he said. “You should not get what I have.”
I went to him and found him exactly in the position in which I left him, with a white face, he looked at the other end of the bed. I measured his temperature.
"What is there?"
“Something like a hundred,” I said. It was one hundred two and four tenths. “One hundred and two,” he said.
“Who said that?”
"Doctor."
“Your temperature is all right,” I said. "Nothing to worry about."
“I'm not worried,” he said, “but I can't help but think.”
“Don't think,” I said. “Just calm down.”
“I take it easy,” he said and looked straight ahead. He went on about something with himself.
I sat down and opened pirated books. But I saw that he did not follow, so I stopped
"What time do you think I'll die?" - he asked.
“You are not going to die. What happened to you?"

B. At the bottom, the doctor left three different drugs in different colored capsules with instructions for use.
Returning to the room, I recorded the temperature of the guy and made a note of this time to give various capsules.
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“If you want,” the boy said. His face was very white, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He lay quietly in bed and seemed very detached from what was happening.
I read from the pirate book Howard Pile; but I saw that he did not follow what I read.
“How are you feeling, Schatz?” I asked him.
“Same,” he said, glancing across the bed and looking very strange.
“Why don't you go to sleep? I will wake you up for medicine. ”
“I would rather stay awake.”
A minute later he told me: “You should not stay here with me, Dad, if that bothers you.”
“It doesn't bother me.”
“No, I mean, you shouldn't stay if it bothers you.”
I thought that maybe he was a little raving and after giving him the prescribed capsules at eleven o'clock, I went out for a few minutes.

C. “What's the matter, Schatz?”
"I have a headache."
“You better get back to bed.”
"No. Everything is fine with me."
But when I went downstairs, he was dressed, sitting by the fireplace, looking very sick and unhappy boy of nine years. When I put my hand on his forehead, I realized that he had a temperature.
“Go to bed,” I said, “you are sick.”
When the doctor arrived, he measured the temperature of the boy.
"How many?" I asked him.
"One hundred and two."
Oh yeah. I heard him say one hundred and two. "
“People do not die with a temperature of one hundred and two. This is a dumb way to talk. ”
“I know what they are doing. At a school in France, the guys told me that you cannot live with forty-four degrees. I have one hundred and two. ”
He waited for death all day, from nine in the morning.
“Poor Schatz,” I said. “It's like miles and kilometers. You will not die. This is a different thermometer. Thirty-seven on this thermometer is normal. On this thermometer it's ninety-eight. ”
“Oh,” he said, and slowly relaxed