1. the girl was alone, rather a short young woman of twenty-two. 2. her companion, a handsome dark-haired young man, had left. 3. she was seventeen then – a beautiful young girl. 4. this is my friend, a fashion designer. 5. tokyo, the capital of japan, is one of the largest cities in the world. 6. our university, a grey four-storeyed building, is situated in the centre of the city. 7. mrs bennet, a woman of fifty, resembled my mother. 8. i saw him speaking to frank cooper, a englishman. 8. meet gerry langton, a cousin of mine. 9. this is bingo, our dog. 10. beside him there was a portrait of his wife, .a thin woman in black.1. she nodded to me with a smile. 2. i’ll do it with pleasure. 3. everybody looked at her in surprise. 4. he worked from morning till night but earned very little. 5. they were talking in low voices. 6. i was trembling like a leaf. 7. the boys were dirty from head to foot . 8. jack called her in a loud voice. 9. may listened to him with disappointment. 10. she went up the steps like a bird. 11. the detective went from house to house asking questions. 12. she was weeping like a child. 13. the young man smiled in amazement. 14. the two of them were walking side by side. 15. the driver was a young fellow with large red hands, a long nose and orange hair. 16. they work with enthusiasm. 17. it was a little house with green windows and a brown door.
My house-my fortress. this terse statement we mean great meaning. when you're young, you don't want to live by the laws of the family. but, as an adult, you realize that these laws are needed. it rules your fortress, your family, your house. in each family we have the existence of certain laws, their traditions. you are growing, educated in his family, near his parents, brother, sisters, with their help you get a new mentality, a new perception of everything. see my mother's first smile, a smile of happiness. family, you love and hate, hate and love. when you become a teenager you start to dislike, older brother and sister. it takes six months, and again in the old way. again you love them and everywhere and always with them. then after 7-8 years, you're leaving sweethome, leaving the nest where you grew up. and, you seem happy with this. but passes year, another and yet you pull back at the old house, to the parents. where you lived before and where you grew up, but nothing can be changed. the family is sacred. in this house you grew up in, took the first steps, spoke his first word. and you should have, to love and respect my family, parents. as it is to them you owe your life. your home is your castle and you must protect him.
