Autumn in the park is very beautiful. Neat rows of trees stand tall, and the leaves on them slowly turn yellow, crimson, brown. Then they dry up and fall to the ground. And when we walk in the autumn park, fallen leaves will rustle beneath our feet вот перевод : Осенью в парке очень красиво. Аккуратными рядами стоят высокие деревья, а листья на них потихоньку становятся желтыми, багряными, коричневыми. Потом они засохнут и упадут на землю. И когда мы будем гулять по осеннему парку, опавшие листья будут шуршать под нашими ногами
Last weekends I was in the park. The weather was cool, the sun was shining.I walked down the fields, and saw many plants around. There was many plants that I know, but I'd also seen unknown ones.They was wery beautiful. Some time later I saw my friend,walking towards me
