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LM
6
1 tháng 1 2018
The name of my best friend is Thảo. She is my good friend and cares for me a lot. She behaves me well and helps always. I met her in class 6 and became best friend. She is my true friend because she understands me very well and cares for my every need. I her very much. I never had any friend her ever before. She comes to my home and I too go to her home. Our parents respects us very much and our friendship. She is so precious for me and I never want to lose her. Whenever I get absent in the classroom, she helps me in doing all the left home works and class works. She is much similar to me in many aspects. She never argues me and describes me well anything which I get stuck. She is an open minded girl and never feels bad for my misbehave. She is very entertaining in nature and makes me laugh through her interesting jokes and talks in the spare time. She is very cute and attractive, attracts everyone through her smile and nice way of talk. She promotes me always to do better in the classroom and exams. We are good in sports and academic activities. She takes my opinions in her every tough work to do in the right way. We manage to share things in our difficult times. We always perform better in the class tests and main exams.
1 tháng 1 2018
My best friend in high school is Lan. Lan sits next to me in class, eats with me at break time, and hangs out with me after school. She has long and beautiful hair; my mother always says that I need to pay more attention to my hair so it can be pretty as hers. I am good at English while Lan is excellent in Math, therefore we can help each other every time one of us has trouble in understanding those subjects. Besides our study, Lan is always by my side whenever I feel upset. I tell her everything, and only her can know my true feelings. We have been best friends since our young age, and I will keep this friendship forever.
Dịch:
Bạn thân nhất ở trường của tôi là Lan. Lan ngồi cạnh tôi trong lớp, ăn cùng tôi vào giờ giải lao, và cùng đi chơi với tôi sau giờ tan trường. Cô ấy có mái tóc dài và đẹp, mẹ tôi luôn bảo rằng tôi cần chú ý đến mái tóc của tôi nhiều hơn để nó có thể được đẹp như tóc Lan. Tôi giỏi tiếng Anh còn Lan giỏi Toán, vậy nên chúng tôi có thể giúp đỡ lẫn nhau mỗi khi một trong hai chúng tôi gặp rắc rối trong những môn đó. Bên cạnh việc học, Lan luôn bên cạnh tôi mỗi khi tôi buồn. Tôi kể Lan nghe nghe mọi thứ, và chỉ có Lan biết được cảm giác thật sự của tôi. Chúng tôi đã là bạn kể từ khi cả hai còn nhỏ, và tôi sẽ giữ tình bạn này mãi mãi.
PN
7
A
15 tháng 3 2018
The leader I really and admire is (…say a name of poliian or a leader you know about…) who had great contributions to make our country a better place. He was a mainstream poliian for a long and was involved in active polis from his school life. He had great contribution in our freedom fight as well as in several other activities for the betterment of our nation. He lived from 1940 till 2000 and his death was a great lose for the nation.
He was an honest and brave poliian which has become rare in present days. He never compromised with the evil power of the polis and foreign powers. He had risked his life several times and with his bravery he had bought some advantageous changes in the country. He was an idol for the nations and for his honesty and bravery he is a well-known figure in the world.
He was an active member of the (...say a polial party name…) and never longed for power or fame. He could have easily gain a powerful position in the country but he had always led a simple and yet exemplary life.
I admire him for his unmatched contribution for the country and for the nation. We need many more leaders him and I regret the fact that we have only very few leaders him in our country. He was an ideal leader who has put his personal benefits away while he thought for the benefits of the country and the nation.
A
15 tháng 3 2018
Pelé - the greatest football player of all time - was born on 23th October 1940 in Três Corações, Brazil. In 1999, he was voted World Player of the Century by the International Federation of Football History & Statiss (IFFHS). That same year, Pelé was elected Athlete of the Century by the International Olympic Committee. According to the IFFHS, Pelé is the most successful league goal-scorer in the world, scoring 1281 goals in 1363 games, which included unofficial friendlies and tour games. During his playing days, Pelé was for a period the best-paid athlete in the world. Pelé is the all-time leading goalscorer for Brazil with 77 goals in 92 games. Since retiring in 1977, Pelé has been a worldwide ambassador for football and has made many acting and commercial ventures. Throughout his career and in his retirement, Pelé received several individual and team awards for his performance in the field, his record-breaking achievements, and legacy in the sport
NT
4
8 tháng 1 2017
My mom
One of my favorite persons in this world is my mom. She is a nice person. Like other mothers, she has a nice personality. She is friendly to her children, so we are not afraid to tell our problems to her. She often gives us a wise solution to solve our problems. She never hides us anything. She tells us everything that she knows. However, what I like from her most is that she is patient. She is hardly ever angry to her children especially me, but when we do something wrong, she punishes us with her own way like cutting our pocket money. She is also strong because most of the time she does the house chores by herself. I love her because she is independent and strong. She is a mom and also a teacher for her children.
8 tháng 1 2017
The one i love most is my mother. She is tall and rather thin
She is a warm kindly person with an oval face and a long-silky hair.
My mother loves us very much. She is used to staying up late and getting up early to earn money and take care of us. She is strict thanks to that we are educated into a good person.I will try to study well to satisfy my mother's faith.
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TN
1
M
21 tháng 7 2018
I really want to tell you about my friend, one of my best friend is Tuan. We were classmate during our five years at Da Nang University of Technology. He was a good student of my class. He has black hair and bright eyes and is very good – looking. Tuan and I had many things in common, especially, our hobbies. We both traveling, billiard, table tennis, reading book and singing.
He has a kind heart and is easy to get on with everybody. The deeper our mutual understanding becomes the more we feel closely attached to each other. We are the best pupils in our class. Tuan is always at the top. He is good at every subject, but he never shows pride in his abilities and always tries to learn harder.
Tuan’s family is not rich. His parents are farmers. He often spends most of his free time doing useful things to help his parents. I Tuan very much because of his honesty and straight forwardness. He is always ready to help his weak friends in their study; as a result, lots of friends, thanks to his whole-hearted help, have become good ones.
Tôi thực sự muốn nói với bạn về bạn tôi, một trong những người bạn thân nhất của tôi là Tuấn. Chúng tôi là bạn cùng lớp trong năm năm của chúng tôi tại Đại học Công nghệ Đà Nẵng. Anh ấy là một học sinh giỏi trong lớp tôi. Anh ấy có mái tóc đen và đôi mắt sáng và trông rất đẹp. Tuấn và tôi có nhiều điểm chung, đặc biệt là sở thích của chúng tôi. Cả hai chúng tôi đều thích đi du lịch, chơi bida, bóng bàn, đọc sách và hát.
Anh ấy có một trái tim tử tế và dễ dàng hòa nhập với mọi người. Sự hiểu biết lẫn nhau sâu sắc của chúng ta càng trở nên càng gắn kết chặt chẽ với nhau. Chúng tôi là những học sinh giỏi nhất trong lớp. Tuấn luôn đứng đầu. Anh ấy giỏi mọi môn học, nhưng anh ấy không bao giờ thể hiện niềm tự hào về khả năng của mình và luôn cố gắng học hỏi chăm chỉ hơn.
Gia đình anh Tuấn không giàu có. Cha mẹ anh là nông dân. Anh thường dành hầu hết thời gian rảnh rỗi để làm những việc hữu ích để giúp đỡ cha mẹ. Tôi thích Tuấn rất nhiều vì sự trung thực và thẳng thắn của anh ấy. Anh ấy luôn sẵn sàng giúp đỡ những người bạn yếu đuối của mình trong nghiên cứu của họ; kết quả là, rất nhiều bạn bè, nhờ sự giúp đỡ tận tâm, đã trở thành những người tốt.
2 tháng 10 2016
The one I love most is my mother. She is tall and rather thin.She is a warm kindly person with an oval face and a long-silky hair.My mother loves us very much. She is used to staying up late and getting up early to earn money and take care of us. She is strict thanks to that we are educated into a good person.I will try to study well to satisfy my mother's faith.
2 tháng 10 2016
Người mà tôi yêu quý nhất là mẹ tôi. Mẹ tôi cao, hơi gầy. Gương mặt trái xoan hiền lành phúc hậu và mái tóc dài óng mượt. Mẹ tôi rất yêu thương chúng tôi. Bà thức khuya dậy sớm vất vả để kiếm tiền và chăm sóc cho chúng tôi.Bà tuy là người nghiêm khắc nhưng nhờ vậy mà chúng tôi nên người. Tôi sẽ cố gắng học thất giỏi để không phụ lòng tin của mẹ
PV
4
5 tháng 3 2016
Saigon remember it? City breaks parting hair, blurred vision farewell city last April an enemy hand touch. Not remember Saigon "These months old blue velvet, silk days ago, that city, Saigon beloved, solar lighting dreams, moonlight illuminating the anniversary. Every sidewalk is a dream prize. Each ramp is a gust of happiness. Impregnated joy and great regret that, after ten years of wandering. There are more wonderful place to Saigon? City warm year round. City leaves similar wind music. The rainy night, soot cry nothingness. Poetic fairy slightly chilled. Erotic fragrant collection of thousands of old. Saigon Textile poetry as sunshine. Between lower heart was legendary spring lãng Tu Xuong style of silk, brocade background Huyen Tran. Just a rainbow, old soul was troubled. Just steps from the Season, has blue eyes childhood, girls pink lips. Saigon dear girl, the girl long flowing coat streets, the girls short neat shirt factory, the girls on the road uniforms rhythmic building and defending the homeland, the Vietnamese girl throbbing drums Me Linh, plying the horses and Bui Thi Xuan ...
Phen horse's heels came a blinding dust country. War invasions from the north came down. Like all city youth, rural, Saigon boys working under the executioner put pen bows, traditional flower goodbye to engage young river protection. Every inch of his native land resubmit father were deposited by the sweat, tears and blood. Then fight to win back every inch of land fall into enemy hands must also sweat, tears and blood. Vietnam youth was glorious, glorious still, forever glorious. The did so glorious victories Bach Dang, Chi Lang Street, Dong Da ... to make the winning Binh Long, Kontum and Quang Tri ... Saigon Youth was honored to contribute to the history of blood fight voice…
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Heart has repeatedly ethnic rifts dividing demanding passages. Today, once again, ethnic bleeding heart. These fibers royal blood here and there. On pain. On conviction in mind. Joy and hope to remember names not remember the name. Saigon is a conviction not remember the name. Remember Saigon? Not remember the name remember joy, joy remember restless, gnawing conviction flesh I remember every minute, every second. I remember the old school gate waiting for me in late autumn afternoon? Remember the old way leaves me green rain sex? Saigon, joy nostalgia on the lipstick, in the eyes and in the breath. Saigon, joy and longing for happiness in misery. In young age and in old age. With spring coming into and collect ultramarine pink over. In life today and tomorrow we die. In thousands of miles away who foot thick haze. In the first inch of the street gang who ward. In the park early fog grass hydrated. In a roundabout way street lamps excellent color ...
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From a sentiment not remember the name, Saigon became known pain. Take great shape, Saigon, our general partner, lost in enemy hands. States have lost abominable enemy hand mirror? When refined slim ferret shirt overlaid name Saigon, my city being skinned. As I was skinning it. And that is the pain fester in our hearts each. The romantic flowers old path, now, to the vicious hatred, anguish, dreary, pity. Smiles yesterday as tears today. Hope yesterday was desperate today. Life is full of threats during the day, the night terror. "If walking lamppost, lampposts will cross the sea in search of freedom." Who was speaking for the lampposts Saigon Centre? Ethnic Vietnam gentle and always unfortunate, no doubt, after a life changing grim, turned out miserable boat floating on the ocean surface toddler implications. Take the land into the sea. Where sea guide? Where and how May will pale sorrow expatriation. Land takes the land into the sea but not shared with the tragic adventure. Where sea guide, lead you, the sea did not understand the hunger, fear's pleasure to sail. That is, from the pain of humanity have clear our names from a list of gold encrusted humiliation: Boat People ...
Abandon their homeland, leaving Saigon withering of enemy hands. Remember Saigon? Think of Saigon now? Saigon now like? Do not ask the rain, the sun asked. Rain and sun sadly also fled the city already. Ask the mother wandering the corner. Ask first stumbled sugar daddy. Ask her to sit pear flea market. Ask me the adoration of black rice measuring red blood selling. Sunset makeup of a living pavement. Tears night the bitter fate of people. Such Saigon now. Elderly to bark stripped to the high tops. Visit Botanical animals emaciated and died of starvation. Lovely looks past the current discrete pedestal. Saigon Pearl maiden hand was bulky scabies because irrigation water forced alum. Blue eyes and white children were already exhausted from chronic cassava. Saigon to the street not long coat. Saigon said the street is not laughing, chirping. Stooping is a prison, concentration camp. Looking to the vicious police. Weather Saigon now fully hydrated anxious. The air-Special Saigon now pity. Saigon is now at home with sorrow, sighing, with the tears silently dripping pieces tênh sad life, clam bored ...
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But there is far to go to heaven Saigon is happy? Be positive doodles angry without proper justification boat swallowing. Relive great abruptness waves buffeted the boat people. Imagine brutal pirate idea of raping, killing refugees. And, after the last, look for a long, carefully waiting for handouts date settled in favor of the refugee camp, known as "paradise inn front gate." Take a clear look footsteps olds, five, on the sand burns injustice makes home visits. Then will understand why "I know I will be sad". As long as it pleased nostalgic burning alive, a day boat longing for the old days of Saigon Leopard build ...
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Where only the Saigon bankruptcy today. Our homeland, everywhere, are bankrupt, wealth and charity, blood from flag burning hatred haughtily flying fishy breath. Hanoi was the spreading over three decades. Heaven's cloud illusions and betray the bread of heaven is secondary Socialist drawing step backwards. No one dies of hunger that only those chronic hunger. Civilized land thousands of years, people living in material standards, materials and assimilated people, animals and people sharing and exploitation confided same. People who suffered poverty to liberate those fresh shirt. Ultimately, Saigon dark, doomed, tragic Hanoi par. Observe Hanoi, the capital of "human dignity", "elitist and progress". Look for Hanoi a precise definition of happiness. That's it, the images vivid and authentic Hanoi and Saigon under the color of the flag are arrogant and bloody stupid hatred. Saigon's honor was ejected sidewalk. The mother sat frowning in the sun soon. The father stood in the rain-dimensional grimaced. What about sending to Saigon? One consolation, a dream or a promise? City, trees, sun and rain, birds, the animals, the sidewalk, the corner shop, to send about? Send anything about?
Send just enough about to leave a homeland, a homeland piled sorrow? Send anything about the immense fields, for the vast river? Send anything about the new canal digging, just off the creek? What about sending away for the shore, for yards wide? Send anything about the low hills, the mountain? Send anything about the jungle, the ocean depths. What about sending rice to milk, the pigs may award contracts? What about sending flowers grapefruit, flowers frown? Send anything about the durian, mangosteen? What about the lullabies send diffuse, for warm tone ru? What about the line scented send the order to the family sex tile, bridges longed for? Send anything about? Send anything about? O homeland, just as almost hidden away farewell, it was revealed lovesick new straw smell, the smell of the smoke of copper, vile smell flowers, smell weed. And we see the simplest, most ordinary ones were most sadly smoke waves sunset. There is no place more beautiful our homeland. Send anything about? To send a dream return.
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Back lit dream recollection. And reminisce with me about my hometown. That our waters. From looking down. Nha Trang white sand with legendary players Balls. Forest Hill do it. Dalat poetic. This Lake of Sighs. Ai An forest Nọ. I look back at the Military Academy old footprints, ancient silhouette of the guy "heroes stream of capital." The boys did, now, somewhere. Obviously, many people have "rather compares his robe on earth", the Vietnam-ground advantage. To Vietnam haughtily forever Many have gone, taking with Dang Dung said, just look forward to the liberation premature death lest the old river. I left the National Military School to celebrate the exuberant Yersin. School there, sadly with mimicry rename plight. Natural school dreamer, one day, former student of the past stirred. Retrospective gives us wings to fly free. A moment of recollection clapping, it was the site of Dalat Hoa Binh high translucent. Then we fly over the hill, to visit Da Lat University Hospital of little consolation for the current gloomy overhead. And we on, I go to a sunny Saigon. Boat takes guests to the Thu Thiem. Prime Language flagpole crying because yellow flag absent loved red stripes. Bach Dang wharf there. Liberty City the other. Public whistle-calling ship voyage. What prompted waves lap smoke sunset river. Oh, Saigon, a piece of Saigon alone, my heart warm enough afar. My soul is seemingly gaining momentum on Saigon. My soul is old streets, the old mansion. Naturally, we want to Saigon whispered: "I, Saigon like? Shirt color intact, while raising a dream, waiting for each other? Kids, remember the road injured entrance, past trees, birds words music wind, rain clouds tears, nothing lost yet "? Do not, do not lose anything, because I still dream about a day.
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Hung's death is the general rule for ever. Strawberry happened Sea for thought, let alone a dynasty, a regime or an ism. A poet has defined the sea-law never, never die:
Everybody all dead
The other was permanently Vietnam
One other poets define what never lose:
Me dear, earnest ago
What took the man did not lose Vietnam
Vietnam people permanently. Vietnam eternal love. It did not take people never took the homeland. And memories of the homeland is not lost. And then, with the Notre Dame Cathedral of Saigon, with Zoo, the Museum, the Mausoleum Mr. Ba Chieu. And then, Hue with red flock amniotic summer flamboyant fall colors sprinkled blood on the ancient Hue style, quietly. And then, with the tombs of Hue, radio. And then, Hue with "ancient chariot marks" with "old castle background". And then, the soul's money on the table shy moss layer, on the threshold of the echo of a time level. O immortal ancestors, who did not have to die, the only retreat under a lotus pond. And the meaning of life still yellow petal lotus stamen, still fragrant lotus. I crave, chimes Thien Mu Hue called on the anxiety in each row of trees, every brick, every wall, every roof, every cauldron peaks, each bearing flowers of a bygone dynasties filled with pity. And then, Hue Ngu Mountain Perfume River, the Trang Tien bridge, bridge White Tiger. And then, Hue with leaves above the water level of gently peace. And then, with the course of An Cuu Hue "muddy rain sun" and the boats loaded with moon night swept on Vi Da.
Why do not you visit the village of Vi
New row sun sunny scowling look up
Who lush gardens too. emerald
Horizontal bamboo leaf cover complete typeface
Cloudy Wind wind street style rattan
Corn sad waters lay flowers
Moon River boat dock that anyone beans
Keep carrying moon tonight
Mo hotel guest distance distance
White shirt so you do not look out
Here's smog blurred image
Who knew the salty one
And then, Hue, intact, the waterfront with her laundry mats, with a smile so beautiful, so poetic. Dong Khanh school yard there flying white butterfly. And that dream University ports deep blue. There, intact, when we about. And then, Hanoi West Lake, Truc Bach Lake, the path Co Ngu childhood dreaming pupil. Quan Thanh temple there. And then Ngoc Son Temple, The Huc Bridge, Hoan Kiem Lake, Turtle Tower. And that area Vo Van Mieu, One Pillar Pagoda. 36 streets that also ...
And native Vietnam. Intact. If we do not forget and do not ever lose the people of Vietnam, though it reaches the end expatriation injustice. Vietnam forever. Vietnam forever ...
5 tháng 3 2016
I'm from a countryside. I have to go to Ho Chi Minh City in order to learn. I have been living here for 2 years. And I see differ between the City and countryside.As you know the Saigon City has always been known to be a place of crowded and noisy as opposed to the countryside, where is a place of peace and quiet. It's too quiet to hear birdsong.Life in the city is full of activity. Early in the morning everybody rush out of their homes. Start a new day with a coffee. Soon the streets are full of traffic. Shop and offices open, students go to school. The day's work begins.
14 tháng 9 2016
I'm so proud that I have a wonderful family - the greatest thing that I have in my life. My family is always full of loves! My family consists of 3 members : my parents and I. And every member in my family has their hobbies. My father likes reading newspaper after having dinner. My mother enjoys watching TV and talking with her friends. I likes reading comic. It's all. I love my family!
14 tháng 9 2016
Tôi thật tự hào rằng tôi có một gia đình tuyệt với - điều tuyệt vời nhất mà tôi có được trong cuộc đời này.. Gia đình tôi luôn tràn ngập yêu thương! Gia đình tôi gồm 3 thành viên : Bố mẹ và tôi. Và mỗi thành viên trong gia đình có những sở thích riêng. Bố tôi thích đọc báo sau giờ ăn tối, mẹ tôi thích xem TV và trò chuyện với những người bạn. Còn tôi thì thích đọc truyện tranh. Đó là tất cả. Tôi yêu gia đình của tôi!
YN
1
O
28 tháng 11 2017
I will talk about Fried rice with vegetable and chicken curry with salad. This is, in fact, the most popular menu in our country. The rice is first boiled in water and then the boiled rice is fried with some chicken and vegetables and oil. The chicken curry is prepared separately using some spices and chicken and finally, the salad is prepared using different vegetables and fruits and then those are cut into pieces and mixed together with mustard. Then these three items are served together.
I eat this menu approximately 3-4 times in a week. This menu is prepared at home mostly and sometimes I eat it in a restaurant. There are some variations in the way this food is prepared and the ingredients using which this food is made. Different restaurants have their own speciality in preparing and serving this menu.
This is my favourite food for many reasons: firstly it is very delicious and healthy. This menu meets the demand for different food values our body needs. It is available in most of the part in our country. Thirdly, I like it as it offers the variations of tastes. Moreover, it is not that much expensive to prepare and does not require o much effort to prepare. For all these reasons it is my favourite food.
My mother is a person I admire most. She devoted a lot of time and energy to the upbringing of my two brothers and I. Despite working hard, she always made time to teach us many useful things which are necessary and important in our later lives. Moreover, she is a good role model for me to follow. She always tries to get on well with people who live next door and help everyone when they are in difficulties, so most of them respect and love her. I admire and look up to my mother because she not only brings me up well but also stands by me and gives some help if necessary. For example, when I encounter some difficulties, she will give me some precious advice to help me solve those problems. She has a major influence on me and I hope that I will inherit some of her traits.
thanks