Напишите текст про идеального друга
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(Английский, потому что задали по англ, но не обязательно на нём писать, я потом переведу)

У меня много друзей. Мы весело проводим время вместе. Но не каждый друг является идеальным. Для меня идеальный друг — это тот, кто всегда придет на

Однажды я попал в очень не приятную ситуацию. Летом я упал в озеро и промочил всю свою одежду. Родителей дома не было, и я не мог переодеться в сухое. Все ребята сочувствовали мне и говорили встать на солнце, чтобы поскорее высохнуть. Только Сережа куда-то убежал. Я решил., что друг решил бросить меня в сложной ситуации. Но через несколько минут Сергей принес мне свою сухую одежду. Я смог переодеться и продолжил играть дальше. Благодаря поступку Сережи я не простыл, и мое лето не было испорчено.

Тогда я и понял, что Сережа мой лучший друг. Он придумал, как мне и от неприятностей.

The it has a beginning but has no end. day 22 of june forever will cast our memory to 1941. consequently, to may 9, 1945. between two dates – strong thread. without one there would be another. more precisely – the other just couldn't be, because there is no "force that would overpower the russian force." the whole history of the war from june 1941 until the last blows of the red army in may 1945 – is an epic of unprecedented heroism and "today, at four o'clock in the morning, without a declaration of war, german troops attacked our country, attacked our borders in many places and bombed from their airplanes our ". this news broke into the life of the soviet people unexpectedly. but everyone realized that his native land had trouble. began the most violent and bloodiest war in human history. i, fortunately, she knows only from books, movies, stories of participants in this great battle. but i sometimes think about those and how they lived, dreamed about then people? many were school, the palace of pioneers, football, loving hands of his but all of that is gone along with a sheet tear-off calendar on june 22, 1941. over all, with such love and inspiration were built by the soviet people, under the threat of destruction by the nazi invaders. when i say that word, blows me rotten prison camps, from which we can hear the cries and groans of the tortured and tormented, i hear the cry of the mothers, whose eyes are taken away and kill children, you see our land, trampled and paganino wrought iron boot of nazi villains. to stop these atrocities, millions of soviet people in the name of saving humanity gave the most precious – life. my great-grandfather polyakov nikolay mikhailovich volunteered for the front. he did not live to see victory just a little bit: died near berlin in april 1945. in our family kept the letter sent to them from the front, and funerals, avaricious lines which said: "went missing". how many of these funerals were received during the war! how many wives widowed! how many children have been orphaned! but gift of that memory does not value itself what duckweed time delay any true story, any kind of pain. this "true story" and that "pain" has now become the heritage of today's youth. low bow to those who in spite of all tests survived and those who died defending their homeland. the enemy was strong and frightening, but he didn't know what the russian character and what is russian soldier. such people cannot be defeated. to kill you, and you can't win. the trampling down death by death, the soldiers left in the immortality of liberation war for four years, led the soviet people, showed the world the rise of the human spirit and the power of the russian character. patriotism and friendship of the peoples of the multinational soviet union did not allow the enemy to make a "blitzkrieg" – lightning war. then, in "harsh forties", the soviet people defended their independence and made a decisive contribution to the liberation of the peoples of europe from the fascist yoke. the enemy was defeated where he began his brutal enslavement, in berlin, in his own lair. and stood up to the soviet soldier-winner on a huge pedestal in berlin's treptow park, clutching his rescued german girl, stood as a symbol of triumph over a defeated fascism. how far it is from us, today's students! we don't remember the wounded land shells, the smell of burning and the near death around. we can't remember because it wasn't with us, because twenty-seven million gave their lives that we never knew. but the world today is troubled. attempts to rewrite the history of world war ii, distorted the facts, demolished monuments to soviet soldiers-liberators, desecrated the graves of the fallen – is to forget about the heroism of the soviet people. history knows such a situation the most favourable to the coming to power of the nationalists. to avoid this, it is necessary once and for all to hate fascism, to remember how he is terrible and inhuman as he is bloodthirsty, hypocritical and often disguises itself in narodowa and care about the future protect our history and our victory! will always remember what the price it won. soldiers of the great patriotic! kneel before your courage and revere your feat! to all of you who made that war – in the rear or on the battlefields, brought a victorious spring the bow and the memory of generations.