Английский язык | 5 - 9 классы
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) "'What a silly boy you are'!
Cried the Miller ; 'I really don't know what is the use of sending you to school.
You seem not to learn anything.
Why, if little Hans came up here, and saw our warm fire, and our good supper, and our great cask of red wine, he might get envious, and envy is a most terrible thing, and would spoil anybody's nature.
I certainly will not allow Hans' nature to be spoiled.
I am his best friend, and I will always watch over him, and see that he is not led into any temptations.
Besides, if Hans came here, he might ask me to let him have some flour on credit, and that I could not do.
Flour is one thing, and friendship is another, and they should not be confused.
Why, the words are spelt differently, and mean quite different things.
Everybody can see that.
' "'How well you talk'!
Said the Miller's Wife, pouring herself out a large glass of warm ale ; 'really I feel quite drowsy.
It is just like being in church.
' "'Lots of people act well, ' answered the Miller ; 'but very few people talk well, which shows that talking is much the more difficult thing of the two, and much the finer thing also' ; and he looked sternly across the table at his little son, who felt so ashamed of himself that he hung his head down, and grew quite scarlet, and began to cry into his tea.
However, he was so young that you must excuse him.
" "Is that the end of the story?
" asked the Water - rat.
"Certainly not, " answered the Linnet, "that is the beginning.
" "Then you are quite behind the age, " said the Water - rat.
"Every good story - teller nowadays starts with the end, and then goes on to the beginning, and concludes with the middle.
That is the new method.
I heard all about it the other day from a critic who was walking round the pond with a young man.
He spoke of the matter at great length, and I am sure he must have been right, for he had blue spectacles and a bald head, and whenever the young man made any remark, he always answered 'Pooh!
' But pray go on with your story.
I like the Miller immensely.
I have all kinds of beautiful sentiments myself, so there is a great sympathy between us.
" "Well, " said the Linnet, hopping now on one leg and now on the other, "as soon as the winter was over, and the primroses began to open their pale yellow stars, the Miller said to his wife that he would go down and see little Hans.
"'Why, what a good heart you have'!
Cried his Wife ; 'you are always thinking of others.
And mind you take the big basket with you for the flowers.
' "So the Miller tied the sails of the windmill together with a strong iron chain, and went down the hill with the basket on his arm.
"'Good morning, little Hans, ' said the Miller.
"'Good morning, ' said Hans, leaning on his spade, and smiling from ear to ear.
"'And how have you been all the winter?
' said the Miller.
"'Well, really, ' cried Hans, 'it is very good of you to ask, very good indeed.
I am afraid I had rather a hard time of it, but now the spring has come, and I am quite happy, and all my flowers are doing well.
' "'We often talked of you during the winter, Hans, ' said the Miller, 'and wondered how you were getting on.
' "'That was kind of you, ' said Hans ; 'I was half afraid you had forgotten me.
' "'Hans, I am surprised at you, ' said the Miller ; 'friendship never forgets.
That is the wonderful thing about it, but I am afraid you don't understand the poetry of life.
How lovely your primroses are looking, by - the - bye"!
"'They are certainly very lovely, ' said Hans, 'and it is a most lucky thing for me that I have so many.
I am going to bring them into the market and sell them to the Burgomaster's daughter, and buy back my wheelbarrow with the money.
' "'Buy back your wheelbarrow?
You don't mean to say you have sold it?
What a very stupid thing to do'!
"'Well, the fact is, ' said Hans, 'that I was obliged to.
You see the winter was a very bad time for me, and I really had no money at all to buy bread with.
So I first sold the silver buttons off my Sunday coat, and then I sold my silver chain, and then I sold my big pipe, and at last I sold my wheelbarrow.
But I am going to buy them all back again now.
'.
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Задайте 7 вопросов к этому тексту A poor man heard that the Rajah enjoyed talking to clever people and was always glad to see them.
“People say I’m clever, ” the man said to himself.
“If I go to the Rajah’s palace perhaps he will help me.
” When he got to the palace the soldiers at the door stopped him and asked what he wanted.
“I want to see the Rajah and talk to him, the poor man explained.
The Rajah was just leaving the palace and heard what the poor man was saying.
“Send him away, ” he said to his soldiers.
“His clothes are old and dirty.
I don’t enjoy talking to such people or looking at them.
” The soldiers pushed the poor man away from the door and promised to beat him if he came back.
The poor man had a friend who lived not far away, so he went to that man’s house to rest before returning home.
The poor man described his meeting with the Rajah to his friend and said, “It’s clear that without better clothes I’ll never get into the palace.
” “Yes, I think you are quite right, ” his friend said.
“Take my new clothes and put them on.
Then try again.
” The old man agreed, and the next morning he put on his friend’s new clothes and again went to the palace.
The Rajah came to the door and said, “Come in, come in.
I’m glad to see you.
I’m just going to have dinner and you will be my guest.
I don’t like to eat alone.
” They went in together and sat down to table with all kinds of good things on it to eat.
But instead of eating the Rajah’s visitor began to put the food into the pockets of his clothes.
The Rajah looked at him in surprise.
“Why are you putting the food into your pockets?
” he asked.
“When I came here yesterday in my old clothes, the poor man explained, “you refused to see me or talk to me.
I came today in these fine clothes and you invited me to dinner.
So I understand that the food is not for me.
It is for my fine clothes.
”.
Read the text and be able to do the tasks below?
Read the text and be able to do the tasks below.
The King and the Painter.
There was a king who thought he could paint very well.
His pictures were very bad but the people to whom he showed them were afraid to tell him the truth.
They all said that his pictures were wonderful and they liked them very much.
One day the king showed his pictures to a great painter who lived in his country and said, "I'd like to know what you think of my pictures.
Do you like them?
" The painter looked at king's pictures and said, "My king, I believe that your pictures are bad and you will never be a good artist.
» The king got very angry and sent the painter to prison.
Two years had passed and the king wanted to see the painter again.
"I was angry with you, » he said, "because you didn't like my pictures.
Now you're a free man again and I am your friend.
" The dinner was wonderful.
And they enjoyed it very much.
After dinner the king showed his pictures to the painter again and asked, "Well, how do you like them now?
" The painter turned to a soldier who was standing behind him and said, "Take me back to prison.
"
A Write down whether the following statements are true or false.
1. The king was proud of his pictures.
2. The painter told the king the truth.
3. Some years later the king became a good painter.
B Answer the following questions.
1. Why were people afraid to tell the King the truth about his pictures?
2. What happened to the great painter who told them the the truth?
3. Did the painter change his mind when he met the king two years later?
Переведите в косвенную речь : One day the king showed hid pictures to a great painter who lived in his country and said : "I want to know what you think of my pictures?
Переведите в косвенную речь : One day the king showed hid pictures to a great painter who lived in his country and said : "I want to know what you think of my pictures.
Do uoy like them?
Am I good painter or not?
" The painter looked at the king's pictures and said : "My king, I think your pictures are bad, and that you will never be a good painter.
" After two years the king wanted to see the painter again.
'I was very angry with you', he said, because you didn't like my pictures.
After the dinner the king showed his pictures to the painter and asked : "'Well, how do you like them now?
" The painter did not answer anything.
He turned to the soldier who was standing him and said : "Take me back to prison".
Переведите текст LITTLE HOUSE The Little House The little house stood on the beautiful hill in the country?
Переведите текст LITTLE HOUSE The Little House The little house stood on the beautiful hill in the country.
Its walls were white, its doors were red, its floors were bright.
But the Little House said, “How big and lonely my rooms feel, with only Mrs.
Smith and her cat”.
“How quiet and lonely my kitchen feels, with only the kettle which stands on the table”.
“And how long and lonely the road to my hill looks!
” “I wish some people would come”, said the Little House.
One day it began to snow.
It was snowing all day long.
The ground was all white around the house and the road was white over the hill.
And man came to the door of Little House.
“My feet are cold”, he said to Mrs.
Smith.
"May I coome in and get warm?
" "Oh, come in", said Mrs.
Smith.
And she brought the man into the kitchen.
“Good!
We have some people!
” said the Little House.
It was snowing.
Two men came to the door of the Little House.
“Our feet are cold, ” they said to Mrs.
Smith.
“May we come in and get warm?
” “Come in, ” said Mrs.
Smith.
The Little House began to feel fine.
It snowed and snowed and snowed.
A man and a lady and a boy and a girl came to the door of the Little House and said, “May we come in and get warm?
” “Come in, friends, ” said Mrs.
Smith.
And now the Little House was happy!
The snow was falling.
Cars were stopping.
More people were coming to the door of the Little House.
Now there were ten people inside.
Now there were twenty, thirty, forty!
Mrs. Smith said, “Come in!
” But the Little House said, “I feel a little crowded”.
It snowed and snowed.
More people came.
“My floor is tired, ” said the Little House.
More people came.
They crowded upstairs.
“My walls are tired!
” said the Little House.
A hundred people crowded the Little House by the evening.
Then they all said, “We are hungry.
”“What will they eat?
” said the Little House.
Mrs. Smith said, “Here`s some butter and ham.
Here some eggs.
And I have a lot of apples.
" So they all ate and ate.
The night came.
“Where will they all sleep?
” said the Little House.
The children were put to bed, six to a bed.
The ladies slept on the chairs.
The men slept on the floor.
The Little House was tired.
His chairs were tired.
In the morning the snow stopped falling.
The sun shone brightly in the sky.
All the men went out of the Little House.
All the cars could move on the road again.
“Good - bye, ” said the children to Mrs.
Smith.
“We`ll write you a letter.
”“Good - bye, ” said the men and the ladies.
“We`ll send your presents”.
“Thank you!
” said everyone.
“Goog - bye!
Good luck!
” said Mrs.
Smith and waved her hand.
The last car went away.
“It was so nice to have people, ” said Mrs.
Smith.
But the Little House said, “How beautiful the hill is, without cars”.
“How big my kitchen feels, with only the kettle on the table and clock on the wall”.
“And how nice and big me rooms feel, with only Mrs.
Smith in the chair and the cat on the sofa!
” And the Little House thought, “It`s nice to have people.
But it`s nice to be with Mrs.
Smith and a cat again.
”.
It was a fine spring day?
It was a fine spring day.
A little bird sat in a tree singing a song.
A big grey cat saw the bird.
He wanted to eat it.
So he came up to the tree and said, "Good morning, dear!
Come down from the tree!
Come here!
I want to say something to you.
" "Say what you want.
I shall not come down, " said the bird.
"Do you know that all the animals and birds are good friends now?
I like you very much.
Come down and play with me, " said the cat.
"No, thank you, " said the clever bird.
I like to stay here, in the tree.
From here I can see green fields and forests, beautiful lakes and rivers.
Now I see a lot of dogs.
They are running here.
” "Oh, goodbye then.
I must run home now.
" "Why?
" said the little bird.
"Don't you know that all the animals are good friends now?
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ПЕРЕВОД НА РУССКИЙ 1 Listen and read the story?
ПЕРЕВОД НА РУССКИЙ 1 Listen and read the story.
THE DEVOTED FRIEND Adapted from"The Devoted Friend by O.
Wilde"Once upon a time, " said a Linnet"there was an honest fellow named Hans"Was he famous?
" asked a Water - Rat.
"No, " answered the Linnet, "I don't think he was famous at all, but he had a kind heart and a funny, round, good - humoured face.
He lived in a small cottage all by himself, and every day he worked in his garden.
In all the country - side there was no garden so lovely as his.
Different flowers grew there, and they bloomed or blossomed, so that there were always beautiful things to look at.
" Hans had many friends, but the most devoted friend of all was big Hugh[hju : l, the Miller.
Indeed, so devoted was the rich Miller to Hans, that he would never go by his garden without filling his pockets with plums and apples if it was the fruit season.
"Real friends should have everything in common", the Miller used to say, and little Hans nodded and smiled, and felt very proud of having a friend with such noble ideas.
Sometimes, indeed, the neighbours thought it was strange that the rich Miller never gave little Hans anything in returns, a linnet liinitl KoHonnsHKa a miller l'milal MenbHMK PAGES READERS though he had a hundred sacks of flour in his mill, and six cows, and many sheep ; but Hans never troubled his head about these things, and nothing gave him a greater pleasure than to listen to all the wonderful things the Miller said about the unselfishness of true friendship So little Hans worked away in his garden.
During the spring, the summer, and the autumn he was very happy, but when the winter came, and he had neither fruit nor flowers to bring to the market, he suffered' a lot from cold and hunger, and often had to go to bed without any supper.
In winter, he was very lonely, as the Miller never came to see him"There is no good in my visits to Hans while there is snow, " the Miller said to his Wife, "because when people are in trouble, no visitor should bother them.
This is my idea about friendship, and I am sure I am right.
So I shall wait till the spring comes, and then I shall visit him, and he will be able to give me a large basket of roses, and that will make him so happy.
"You are certainly very thoughtful about others answered the Wife, as she sat in her comfortable arm - chair by the fire, "very thoughtful indeed.
It is quite a pleasure to hear you talk about friendship!
".
Once upon a time, there was a baby bird with only one wing?
Once upon a time, there was a baby bird with only one wing.
The baby bird could not fly.
One day the other birds said, "It is very cold there", and they all flew away.
The bird with one wing was very sad.
"I can`t fly", it sad, "and i can`t live here alone!
What should i do?
"Just then the little bird saw some squirrels.
"Please can i live with you?
"it asked.
"Can you crack nuts for us?
"asked the squirrels.
"No, "said the bird.
"Then you cannot live with us, "they answered.
The poor little bird walked on until it came to a foх.
"Please can i live with you?
"said the bird.
"Can you catch chickens?
"said the fox.
So the bird walked on and on, feeling very sad.
Suddenly the little bird saw a treehouse.
The bird knocktd on the door and Mrs Rabbit opened.
"Please, "said the bird with one wing, "I, m all alone.
Pleast can i live with you?
""Come in, then, "said Mrs Rabbit.
"I can clean your house, "said the bird.
"Come in, then, "said Mrs Rabbit.
"That is just what we want!
"so the bird with one wing cleaned Mr and Mrs Rabbit s house and was very happy and warm in the treehouse.
Now, every winter when the other birds fly away to warmer places, the little bird stays with Mr and Mrs Rabbit in the treehouse.
Помогите перевести текстOnce upon a time, there was a baby bird with only one wing?
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Once upon a time, there was a baby bird with only one wing.
The baby bird could not fly.
One day the other birds said, "It is very cold there", and they all flew away.
The bird with one wing was very sad.
"I can`t fly", it sad, "and i can`t live here alone!
What should i do?
"Just then the little bird saw some squirrels.
"Please can i live with you?
"it asked.
"Can you crack nuts for us?
"asked the squirrels.
"No, "said the bird.
"Then you cannot live with us, "they answered.
The poor little bird walked on until it came to a foх.
"Please can i live with you?
"said the bird.
"Can you catch chickens?
"said the fox.
So the bird walked on and on, feeling very sad.
Suddenly the little bird saw a treehouse.
The bird knocktd on the door and Mrs Rabbit opened.
"Please, "said the bird with one wing, "I, m all alone.
Pleast can i live with you?
""Come in, then, "said Mrs Rabbit.
"I can clean your house, "said the bird.
"Come in, then, "said Mrs Rabbit.
"That is just what we want!
"so the bird with one wing cleaned Mr and Mrs Rabbit s house and was very happy and warm in the treehouse.
Now, every winter when the other birds fly away to warmer places, the little bird stays with Mr and Mrs Rabbit in the treehouse.
Переведите текст на русский язык, пожалуйстаTHE FIRE ON THE HILLLong, long ago there was a lake of cold water in Kenya?
Переведите текст на русский язык, пожалуйста
THE FIRE ON THE HILL
Long, long ago there was a lake of cold water in Kenya.
Many animals came at night to the lake to drink some water.
But people never came to the lake at night : the animals could kill and eat them.
Now, a rich man who had a beautiful daughter once said : „The young man, who will go to the lake in the evening and stay in the cold water till morning, will have my daughter for his wife.
”
There lived a poor young man who loved the rich man’s daughter very much.
He said to his mother, „I shall try to stay all night in the lake and then marry my dear girl”.
„No, no”, the mother said, „you are my only son!
”. The water in the lake is very cold, and the animals will eat you up.
Don’t go there!
” She cried and cried, but her son said : „Mother, don’t cry, I must try.
I love her so much!
”
So the young man went to the girl’s father.
He told him that he wanted to go to the lake and stay in the cold water all night.
The rich man sent his servants to the place where they could watch the young man.
When night carne, the young man went to the lake and his mother followed him, but he didn’t see her.
There was a hill forty paces away from the place where the young man went into the water.
The woman climbed up the hill and made up a fire there.
The wild animals saw the fire and were afraid to go near that place.
The young man saw the fire too.
He understood that his mother was there.
He thought of his mother’s love, and it was easier for him to stay all night in the very cold water.
Morning came.
The young man went to the rich man’s house.
The rich man saw him and said, „My servants say that there was a fire on the hill forty paces from the lake.
It warmed you and that is why you could stay all night in the water.
So you can’t marry my daughter.
Good - bye”.
The young man was very angry.
He went to the judge.
“Well”,
the judge said, „this is a very simple case”.
The next morning the young man with his mother and the rich man with his servants came before the judge.
There were many people there who wanted to hear the case.
The judge asked for a pot of cold water.
Then he walked forty paces from the pot and made a fire.
„Now”, he said, „we shall wait a little until the water is warm”.
The people cried : „But the fire is so far away, it can’t warm the water in the pot”.
Then the judge said : „How could that young man warm himself at a fire forty paces away?
”
So the case was over, and the young man married the rich man’s daughter.
They lived happily for many years.
ПЕРЕВОД СТИХА В РИФМУ, ОЧЕНЬ НУЖНОGreat, Wide, Beautiful, Wonderful WorldWilliam Brighty Rands Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world,With the wonderful water round you curledAnd the wonderful grass ?
ПЕРЕВОД СТИХА В РИФМУ, ОЧЕНЬ НУЖНО
Great, Wide, Beautiful, Wonderful World
William Brighty Rands Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world,
With the wonderful water round you curled
And the wonderful grass upon your breast World, you are beautifully drest.
The wonderful air is over me,
And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
You friendly Earth!
How far do you go,
With the wheat - fields that nod and the rivers that flow With citics and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?
Ah, you are so great and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all, And yet, when I said my prayers today,
A whisper inside me secmed to say, "You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot : You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!
".
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"" Что за глупый мальчик ты воскликнул Миллер ; .
"Я действительно не знаю, что это использование посылаю тебя в школу Вы, кажется, не узнать что - нибудь, почему, если маленький Ганс пришел сюда и увидел наш.
Теплый огонь, и наш хороший ужин, и наш великий бочонок красного вина, он может получить завидовать, и зависть самое страшное, и испортит природу ничьей.
Я, конечно, не позволит природа Ханса быть испорчен.
Я его лучший друг, и я всегда буду следить за ним, чтобы увидеть, что он не привел в любых искушений.
Кроме того, если Ганс пришел сюда, он может спросить меня, чтобы позволить ему иметь немного муки в кредит, и что я не мог сделать.
Мука одно дело, и дружба и другая, и они не должны быть перепутаны.
Почему, слова пишутся по - разному, и в виду совершенно разные вещи.
Все видят, что "!
"" Как хорошо вы говорите ", сказала жена Миллера, наливая себе из большой стакан теплой эля ; 'на самом деле я чувствую себя вполне сонливость Это почти как в церкви.
". "" Много людей действовать так, "ответил Миллер, " но очень немногие люди хорошо говорить, что показывает, что говорить гораздо более трудная вещь из двух, и гораздо тоньше, что также " ; и он сурово посмотрел через стол на своего маленького сына, который чувствовал так стыдно, что он опустил голову, и вырос довольно алый, и начал плакать в чай.
Тем не менее, он был так молод, что вы должны простить его ".
"Разве что в конце истории?
" спросила Водяная - крыса.
"Конечно, нет, " ответила Коноплянка, "что это начало.
""Тогда вы совершенно за возраста", сказал Вода - крыса.
«Каждый хороший рассказчик в настоящее время начинается с конца, а затем переходит к началу, и заключает с середины.
Это новый метод.
Я слышал об этом на днях от критика, который шел вокруг пруда с молодой человек.
Он говорил о материи в большой длине, и я уверен, что он, должно быть, был прав, потому что он был синие очки и лысина, и всякий раз, когда молодой человек сделал ни одного замечания, он всегда отвечал "Пух!
" Но молиться продолжать свой рассказ.
Мне нравится Миллер очень.
У меня есть все виды красивых настроений себе, так что есть большая симпатия между нами ".
"Ну, " сказал Коноплянка, прыгая сейчас на одной ноге, а теперь на другой, "как только зима закончилась, и первоцветы начали открывать свои бледно - желтые звезды, Миллер сказал своей жене, что он пойдет вниз и посмотреть, Ганс.
"" Почему, что доброе сердце у вас есть "сказала жена ; !
'. Вы всегда думает о других и ум вы берете на себя большую корзину с вами для цветов""Таким образом, Миллер привязал крылья мельницы вместе с сильным железной цепью, и пошли вниз по склону с корзиной на руке.
"" Доброе утро, немного Ганс », сказал Миллер.
"" Доброе утро ", сказал Ханс, опираясь на лопату, и, улыбаясь от уха до уха.
"И как ты был всю зиму?
Сказал Миллер.
«Ну, на самом деле, воскликнул Ганс, " это очень хорошо, что вы спросите, действительно очень хорошие.
Я боюсь, у меня было довольно трудное время ее, но сейчас пришла весна, и я вполне доволен, и все мои цветы чувствуют себя хорошо.
""" Мы часто говорили о вас в течение зимы, Ганс, сказал Миллер, "и спрашивает, как вы получали на.
"" Это было мило с вашей стороны, "сказал Ханс ; " Я был наполовину боялся, что ты уже забыл меня.
""" Ганс, я удивляюсь вам, "сказал Миллер ; .
'Дружба никогда не забывает, что является замечательная вещь об этом, но я боюсь, что вы не понимаете поэзию жизни Как прекрасен ваши первоцветы ищете, по - THE свидания "!
"" Они, конечно, очень милые, сказал Ганс, "и это наиболее повезло вещь для меня, что у меня так много.
Я собираюсь привести их в рынок и продавать их дочери бургомистра, и выкупить свою тачку с деньгами ".
"'Выкуп свой тачку?
Вы не хотите сказать, что продали его?
Что очень глупо, '!
"" Ну, этот факт, сказал Ганс, "что я был обязан.
Вы видите зима была очень плохое время для меня, и я действительно не было денег на все, чтобы купить хлеб с.
Так я впервые продал серебро кнопки с моего воскресенье пальто, а затем я продал свою серебряную цепочку, а затем я продал свой большой трубы, и, наконец, я продал свою тачку.
Но я собираюсь купить их все обратно теперь.
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