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My dream school would be in my country Alexandria..i
know there is a lot of schools here but its not
mine...I would make a great building surrounded by
grass , trees and flowers ..I would make an option in
this school that every student choose the language
they would love to learn Spanish ,English
,German...etc and this would start after grade 5 after
we give them all language we have ...and the school
must at least have not less than 5 languages...and I
would make for every language an professional
teachers, for the students...
Ngôi trường ước mơ của tôi sẽ là ở trong nước của tôi .. tôi
biết có rất nhiều trường học ở đây nhưng nó không thích
theo ý tôi ... Tôi sẽ làm cho một tòa nhà lớn được bao quanh
bởi thảm cỏ, cây và hoa ..Tôi sẽ làm một tùy chọn trong ngôi
trường này mà mỗi học sinh chọn các ngôn ngữ mà họ yêu
thích tìm hiểu như ngôn ngữ Tây Ban Nha, Anh, Đức ... vv và
điều này sẽ bắt đầu sau lớp 5 sau khi chúng tôi cung cấp cho
họ tất cả các ngôn ngữ mà chúng ta có ... và các trường ít
nhất phải có không ít hơn 5 ngôn ngữ ... và tôi sẽ làm cho
mọi ngôn ngữ là một giáo viên chuyên nghiệp, cho những
học sinh ...
They should to talk English all the time in every lesson
until they reach their 5th grade then they should to
talk in the language that had chosen by them...and if i
have a lot of money I would make a modern classes
with a small wardrobe in every class for the students
to put their jackets or whatever... and putting water
machine..there would be a large room for every staff..
English staff sit together in a modern and large
room ...and other staff have the same thing ..about the
garden I would it to be huge garden to make the
students feel free to move and play and do everything
they want ..and for sure would put guards in the
garden if anyone get hurt or something that ..
Họ nên nói tiếng Anh mọi lúc trong lớp học cho đến khi họ
đạt đến lớp 5 của họ sau đó họ nên nói chuyện bằng ngôn
ngữ đã được họ lựa chọn ... và nếu tôi có rất nhiều tiền tôi sẽ
làm cho một lớp học hiện đại với một tủ quần áo nhỏ trong
mỗi lớp học để cho các học sinh cất áo khoác của họ hoặc
bất cứ thứ gì... và đặt máy uống nước cho ..Ở đó sẽ là một
phòng lớn để mỗi giáo viên .. như giáo viên tiếng Anh ngồi lại
với nhau trong một căn phòng thật hiện đại và lớn ... và các
giáo viên khác đều như vậy.. Về khu vườn tôi muốn nó phải
là khu vườn thật lớn để làm cho học sinh cảm thấy tự do di
chuyển và chơi và làm tất cả mọi thứ họ muốn ..và chắc
chắn sẽ đặt bảo vệ trong vườn nếu có ai bị thương hay một
cái gì đó như thế ..
It would be from 9 am to 3 pm it would be only 6
lessons in the day and about the curriculum I would
not it to be any other curriculum I would
to suits our generation and every year must be
changed and it should depend on the innovation and
challenge ..I would make all my students work hard
and I would encourage them by giving gifts for
students who worked hard and there will be a sport
day in every month ..I would put an extra lesson 3
days in a week called innovation and this will teach
students how to innovate anything they could benefit
from it with minimum cost ..I would to build a
huge library and it would have all the books in all
fields that could utilize the students ...and for sure
there would be in their break a meal for every
student..
Thời gian sẽ bắt đầu từ 9h sáng đến 3h chiều, sẽ chỉ có 6 bài
học trong ngày và về chương trình giảng dạy tôi sẽ không
muốn nó sẽ được giống như bất kỳ chương trình giảng dạy
khác, tôi muốn để phù hợp với thế hệ chúng ta và mỗi năm
phải được thay đổi và nó nên phụ thuộc về đổi mới và thách
thức ..Tôi sẽ làm cho tất cả các học sinh của tôi chăm chỉ và
tôi sẽ khuyến khích họ bằng cách tặng quà cho những học
sinh đã chăm chỉ và sẽ có một ngày thể thao trong mỗi
tháng ..Tôi sẽ đặt một bài học thêm 3 ngày trong một tuần
gọi là đổi mới và điều này sẽ dạy cho học sinh cách sáng tạo
bất cứ điều gì họ có thể để được hưởng lợi từ nó với chi phí
tối thiểu ..Tôi muốn xây dựng một thư viện khổng lồ và nó sẽ
có tất cả những cuốn sách trong mọi lĩnh vực để mọi sinh
viên có thể sử dụng hữu ích... và chắc chắn sẽ có trong giờ
nghỉ của họ một bữa ăn cho mỗi học sinh..
Technology has been developed very fast over the past few centuries. I think that in 1000 years later, it will be more wonderful. Today is the year 2021, so 1000 years later is the year 3021. In the year 3021, the world will be definitely computerized. Every household will have a computer which contacted to all other systems. Robots will become too cheap for everyone to buy. Life will be easy and comfortable. I think in the year 3021, people will use energy from nature like solar energy, wind, hydrogen instead of coal and oil. All these changes are just my own idea of what life in the future could be like. I wonder if they will come true.
Mình Tham khảo thôi nên bn chọn lọc nhé
In the future ( year 3021 ) when , I would like to live in a better world. First and for most, there will be no homeless people, no poverty and social vices. All people will have jobs and income to live on their own. As a result, the rate of unemployment will decrease. Secondly, people in the world will live in peace, no war, no violence and inequality. All nations will join hands to build a whole new world. Furthermore, the world’s citizens will utilize environment friendly equipment. Instead of burning fossil fuels for energy, people use alternatives like wind and solar power. Electric vehicle will replace nowadays vehicle to reduce air pollution, electricity will be generated by wind, solar panels or wave without damaging the environment. Besides, modern systems of public transport run by electricity will be developed to stop congestions and with higher speed,they can help people to commute faster and attract them to use more. And last but not least, I’d like my world to be friendly to nature. More trees and flowers will be grown everywhere, deforestations will disappear and the endangered species will be protected thoroughly. Although my wanted world seems to be difficult to achieve, but I believe that when we join hands and make efforts, nothing is impossible
Fleeting has passed ten years, ten years with so many events, so many ups and downs in life. It's been ten years since I had the opportunity to return to my current high school. The environment has brought me so many useful things. In order for that to be a luggage for me to be able to continue steadily on the path of my career.The school called Minh Son Secondary School has been engraved in my heart for the past 10 years. Although after graduating from high school, I transferred to the provincial specialized school to study at high school so the time to return to visit the school seemed to be unavailable. Is it just hurried times back home, then passing by the school, then looking at and see many changes at school.Ten years ago, today the course we celebrate ten years away from school. Many friends of the same age with me that year gathered here to recall the time of studying and playing under this school. Everyone brings with him joy, pride and all the troubles for the past five years.We all grow up now, have our own family, we have our own jobs. Everyone has a choice, a path, a life, but everyone seems to remember the years when they were in this school.Ten years have passed, maybe this is the first time I've found myself calm and confused when I returned to the old school. The place had received a sleazy, skinny, speechless and naughty student.I looked at the schoolyard, which was now tiled with clean, red bricks; un the old days, the ground was very smooth and hard. It rained and dared not go out because of the slippery. The school yard also has more benches, where recess time where students can gather for seven conversations and read stories together.In the past, there were 4 blocks of grade 4, no tall buildings for students to study. But ten years later, two more rows of two-storey buildings sprung up and were painted in yellow to look very nice.I visited the old computer classroom and realized that it had many new computers and the room was also expanded to provide all the equipment for children to study.That day, we revisited the school on Sunday morning so there was no class to attend; The school yard is empty, only birds jumping on the branches. Seems my emotions are rushing back. I remember, very much, those years of schooling with so many memories this.The teachers' offices have now been moved to other locations that are brighter and cleaner. The drum has also been replaced with a new, clean, tidy table and chairs, no longer old wooden tables crumpled by students' hands, but there are tables and chairs with glossy surfaces, iron legs. very sure.I stopped by the classroom I used to study, realized that there were many other things that were changed, but one thing that seemed to be intact was warmth, familiarity.I still realize that I am in love with this school, with the seats I once sat, with my friends grinning all day. Perhaps those were the beautiful years associated with this school that I still keep to this day.One thing that seems to be no different when I visit the old school after 10 years is the old tree. Over the years, they remain the same, intact and lush. Perhaps the older something is, the longer it stays in the heart.Ten years, a pretty long number for a long way. Memories often flow back when emotions come, especially in moments this.The generation before us looked at each other, shaking hands to celebrate that the school was spacious, better learning equipment as well as many positive changes. In retrospect, we have grown more mature from these platforms. As for the ones who planted him, he told us that all of us are now old. The faces and eyes of that day have not been the same as before. But we are grateful to them, grateful for what they have done for us as luggage today.Ten years, such a long way; When I went back to visit my old school, my emotions fluttered and I wanted to burst. I just let myself play that, to remember the past.
Bài tham khảo số 1:
Trong vô vàn âm thanh của làng quê, với tôi, tiếng gà trưa có một sức lay động lớn. Khi nghe thấy tiếng gà "cục ta, cục tác", tôi cảm thấy những nỗi khó khăn, gian khổ trên đường hành quân vơi đi gần hết. Tôi thấy cái nắng buổi trưa không còn oi ả, gay gắt nữa mà trở nên lung linh, xao động. Bàn chân phải leo qua bao nhiêu đồi núi, thác ghềnh giờ như đỡ mỏi. Đoạn đường hành quân như ngắn lại. Tiếng gà trưa đã làm thức dậy trong tôi bao kỉ niệm tuổi thơ. Tôi thấy hiện ra trước mắt mình hình ảnh những quả trứng hồng, những con gà mái mơ, những mùa đông sương muối, những bộ quần áo mới,... và cuối cùng là hình ảnh người bà tần tảo, thân thương của tôi.
Bài tham khảo số 2:
Một buổi trưa hè, tôi hành quân qua một xóm nhỏ. Chợt vang lên trong không gian tiếng gà nhà ai "cục ta, cục tác". Tiếng gà xé tan bầu không gian yên tĩnh. Giữa cái nắng chói chang, tôi thấy lòng mình xao động. Bao mệt mỏi của cuộc hành quân xa như vơi bớt trong tôi. Tiếng gà ùa vào lòng tôi nỗi nhớ quê da diết. Những kỉ niệm của tuổi thơ ào ạt trở về khi nghe tiếng gà "cục tác, cục ta".
Tiếng gà trưa, đó là những quả trứng hồng lên trong ổ rơm, là những con gà mái mơ đốm trắng khắp mình, là những chị mái vàng chơ nắng trên lưng. Tiếng gà trưa sao đáng yêu và thân quen đến thế. Tôi thấy bà tôi giữa đêm hôm đội gió, đội mưa lo che chắn cho đàn gà mỗi khi trời trở rét. Bà lo gà ốm cuối năm không bán được để lấy tiền mua cho tôi bộ quần áo mới. "Cục tác, cục ta!"; những cọng rơm vàng, dáng bà tần tảo, xóm làng thân thương hiện lên qua tiếng gà trưa ấy đã giúp tôi hôm nay cầm chắc thêm tay súng. Tôi sẽ chiến đấu đến cùng vì Tố quốc, vì quê hương, vì bà yêu thương, vì cả những tiếng gà trưa với ổ trứng hồng lên một tuổi thơ tôi.
I often call my school is my second home.
School yard, through not very large but very spacious and clean. High school entrance and spacious, the two sides is the flower corridor leads straight to the playground and the classroom.
School Grounds em wide, around the yard trees and ancient eagle shade cover, with flower beds and lawns green. Listed under the tree row of stone for us to read books and talk after each lesson.
The classrooms are full of tables and chairs, cabinets for learning and also exhibited the post office corner, nice arle. In addition, you also have the other classroom as music room, computer science, library, classroom English ...
I even loved the school because here we have good friends and the teachers are always interested to teach and impart knowledge to us so people. I loved my second home!
my dream school has a big swimming pool and has the art club.Every day,the teacher gives a ice cream to students.My school is big the yard and has the boarding school.My school is from english teacher and they are friendly and kind heart.The school allows students wear thier clothers.
I am a very close friend and indispensable to the students, thanks to me that students can study and do better. But I am just a thing, over time, I get old and worn out, no longer new, perhaps because of that you forgot me. I am a book.
I'm a Vietnamese textbook. in the learning process. And then I found my master, a very pretty little girl. I was very happy and excited because it was time for me to do my noble duties. I told myself to promote my abilities well, bring knowledge and useful things to my little mistress. When I was first bought, I was very fond of and carefully taken care of by my owner. Every day I go to school with my boss, my pages are a rich source of knowledge for her to study and learn. As time went by, during using, I gradually curved the edge, folded the edge and got old, sometimes even dirty because she dropped it. Then one day, a neighbor friend asked me to borrow me to do my homework, but the owner, because she was also doing her homework, did not want to lend me, the other friend deliberately grabbed me from the mistress's hand, so I torn in half.
Since that day, I was glued but crumpled and no longer new so the girl's mother bought her a new book. I was placed in the corner of the cupboard, I felt very sad and knew that I was really forgotten.
Hello everyone, I am the storybook "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs". Today I will tell you about this story of mine
Once upon a time in a great castle, a Prince's daughter grew up happy and contented, in spite of a jealous stepmother. She was very pretty, with blue eyes and long black hair. Her skin was delicate and fair, and so she was called Snow White. Everyone was quite sure she would become very beautiful. Though her stepmother was a wicked woman, she too was very beautiful, and the magic mirror told her this every day, whenever she asked it.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the loveliest lady in the land?" The reply was always; "You are, your Majesty," until the dreadful day when she heard it say, "Snow White is the loveliest in the land."
The stepmother was furious and, wild with jealousy, began plotting to get rid of her rival. Calling one of her trusty servants, she bribed him with a rich reward to take Snow White into the forest, far away from the Castle. Then, unseen, he was to put her to death. The greedy servant, attracted to the reward, agreed to do this deed, and he led the innocent little girl away. However, when they came to the fatal spot, the man's courage failed him and, leaving Snow White sitting beside a tree, he mumbled an excuse and ran off. Snow White was all alone in the forest. Night came, but the servant did not return. Snow White, alone in the dark forest, began to cry bitterly. She thought she could feel terrible eyes spying on her, and she heard strange sounds and rustlings that made her heart thump. At last, overcome by tiredness, she fell asleep curled under a tree. Snow White slept fitfully, wakening from time to time with a start and staring into the darkness round her. Several times, she thought she felt something, or somebody touch her as she slept. At last, dawn woke the forest to the song of the birds, and Snow White too, awoke. A whole world was stirring to life and the little girl was glad to see how silly her fears had been. However, the thick trees were like a wall round her, and as she tried to find out where she was, she came upon a path. She walked along it, hopefully. On she walked till she came to a clearing. There stood a strange cottage, with a tiny door, tiny windows and a tiny chimney pot. Everything about the cottage was much tinier than it ought to be. Snow White pushed the door open. "l wonder who lives here?" she said to herself, peeping round the kitchen. "What tiny plates! And spoons! There must be seven of them, the table's laid for seven people." Upstairs was a bedroom with seven neat little beds. Going back to the kitchen, Snow White had an idea. "I'll make them something to eat. When they come home, they'll be glad to find a meal ready." Towards dusk, seven tiny men marched homewards singing. But when they opened the door, to their surprise they found a bowl of hot steaming soup on the table, and the whole house spick and span. Upstairs was Snow White, fast asleep on one of the beds. The chief dwarf prodded her gently. "Who are you?" he asked. Snow White told them her sad story, and tears sprang to the dwarfs' eyes. Then one of them said, as he noisily blew his nose: "Stay here with us!"
"Hooray! Hooray!" they cheered, dancing joyfully round the little girl. The dwarfs said to Snow White: "You can live here and tend to the house while we're down the mine. Don't worry about your stepmother leaving you in the forest. We love you and we'll take care of you!" Snow White gratefully accepted their hospitality, and next morning the dwarfs set off for work. But they warned Snow White not to open the door to strangers.
Meanwhile, the servant had returned to the castle, with the heart of a roe deer. He gave it to the cruel stepmother, telling her it belonged to Snow White, so that he could claim the reward. Highly pleased, the stepmother turned again to the magic mirror. But her hopes were dashed, for the mirror replied: "The loveliest in the land is still Snow White, who lives in the seven dwarfs' cottage, down in the forest." The stepmother was beside herself with rage.
"She must die! She must die!" she screamed. Disguising herself as an old peasant woman, she put a poisoned apple with the others in her basket. Then, taking the quickest way into the forest, she crossed the swamp at the edge of the trees. She reached the bank unseen, just as Snow White stood waving goodbye to the seven dwarfs on their way to the mine.
Snow White was in the kitchen when she heard the sound at the door: KNOCK! KNOCK! "Who's there?" she called suspiciously, remembering the dwarfs advice. "I'm an old peasant woman selling apples," came the reply. "I don't need any apples, thank you," she replied. "But they are beautiful apples and ever so juicy!" said the velvety voice from outside the door. "I'm not supposed to open the door to anyone," said the little girl, who was reluctant to disobey her friends. "And quite right too! Good girl! If you promised not to open up to strangers, then of course you can't buy. You are a good girl indeed!" Then the old woman went on. "And as a reward for being good, I'm going to make you a gift of one of my apples!" Without a further thought, Snow White opened the door just a tiny crack, to take the apple. "There! Now isn't that a nice apple?" Snow White bit into the fruit, and as she did, fell to the ground in a faint: the effect of the terrible poison left her lifeless instantaneously. Now chuckling evilly, the wicked stepmother hurried off. But as she ran back across the swamp, she tripped and fell into the quicksand. No one heard her cries for help, and she disappeared without a trace. Meanwhile, the dwarfs came out of the mine to find the sky had grown dark and stormy. Loud thunder echoed through the valleys and streaks of lightning ripped the sky. Worried about Snow White they ran as quickly as they could down the mountain to the cottage. There they found Snow White, lying still and lifeless, the poisoned apple by her side. They did their best to bring her around, but it was no use. They wept and wept for a long time. Then they laid her on a bed of rose petals, carried her into the forest and put her in a crystal coffin. Each day they laid a flower there. Then one evening, they discovered a strange young man admiring Snow White's lovely face through the glass. After listening to the story, the Prince (for he was a prince!) made a suggestion. "If you allow me to take her to the Castle, I'll call in famous doctors to waken her from this peculiar sleep. She's so lovely I'd love to kiss her!" He did, and as though by magic, the Prince's kiss broke the spell. To everyone's astonishment, Snow White opened her eyes. She had amazingly come back to life! Now in love, the Prince asked Snow White to marry him, and the dwarfs reluctantly had to say good bye to Snow White. From that day on, Snow White lived happily in a great castle. But from time to time, she was drawn back to visit the little cottage down in the forest.
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