Написать 100 слов как я провила свой новый год

New year - is my favorite holiday. the day before i was always covers the strange feeling that something should happen joyful and magical. throughout the festive atmosphere, all preparing for the holiday - choose beautiful christmas tree, buy different fruits, sweets, prepared gifts for loved ones. since childhood, the new year - it's like a fairy tale to me.we are starting to prepare for the celebration in advance. clean the house, decorate the tree, decorate the room balls, garlands, beautiful toys, holiday lights, candles. i love christmas and christmas wreaths with conifer branches, bright ribbons and figures of angels. previously, i've seen only in foreign films, and now the fashion came up to us.mom always prepares for the holiday table something unusual, nebudnichnoe. i try not to sleep through the time of the arrival of the new year under the chiming clock. after the last stroke on the street starts fireworks, which can last for hours! every year we visit relatives and friends come. we have fun, organize various competitions, dance, sing. it is always very interesting, but i usually go to sleep early. in the morning, immediately ran to the tree to see what i was given.especially good when new year's eve is frosty snowy weather. the windows of all the houses flashing colored lights. all celebrate and have fun. apparently, due to the fact that the new year - a common holiday, celebrate it so exciting!

He s talanted writer. he s intelligent and good-looking. im curious to know why they removed my name from the list. the lifetime of a butterfly is three days. andrey did an incredible job. she was the only one to survive the crash. many consider seven to be a lucky number.  the young  engineer  was deficient in experience.  the movie  industry  became a big business.  i gave juliya  detailed  instructions.  we know that bridging the digital divide will require concerted measures from  a whole range of  actors.  the  calculator  on the table is mine. i have is  little  parachute.  wood is the raw  material  for making paper.  the eye is the  mirror  of the soul. she is  famous  sculptor.  twenty-three centuries ago, the greek  philosopher  epicurus wrote about the existence of other worlds in a letter to herodotus.  the young russian  geologist   hammered off a piece of the stone and minutely examined it. "basalt! " - he cried rapturously, passing a fragment of the rock to his german colleague.  удачи дитя!