Recently I attended a local open-air festival of street music. It took place in my town last weekend. I visited the festival with my friend.
Even though it was rather cold and snowy, we felt warm and comfortable. The music was very nice and we danced most of the time. There we could buy various kinds of fast food, drinks and so on.
I liked the festival, and I wish they made it in summer. It would be super exciting to visit it once again.
Everyone in life has happened various interesting, and even more funny stories. so i did the next case. at first i didn't know what to tell you, but then i remembered one funny story that happened to me. once i decided to visit his friend. bought many sweets and ran to him. went to lyosha's presence in the apartment. began to knock at the door.silence. no one is responsible. began to knock again and suddenly i hear that someone says to me that the door is open and i quietly enter.but as much as i tried to open the door still failed, and the voice that comes out of the apartment, insisted that the door is open. after some period of time after my waiting i see my friend who was supposed to be in the apartment,quietly up the stairs, nervously looking for the keys to the apartment. it turns out he just came home. i stood a bit in shock,not knowing whose voice was talking to me. entering the apartment with alex,it turned out that the mysterious voice belonged to a parrot leskina cache. after explaining all this to my friend, we laughed a lot together. this is such a funny story happened once to me перевод: у каждого в жизни случались различные интересные, а ещё больше смешные . так и со мной произошел следующий случай. я сначала не знал, о чём вам рассказать, но тут же вспомнил одну смешную ,которая случилась со мной. как-то я решил навестить своего друга. купил много разных сладостей и бегом к нему. поднялся к лёшке в квартиру. начал стучаться в дверь.тишина. никто не отвечает. начал стучать снова и вдруг слышу,что кто-то мне говорит,что дверь открыта и я могу спокойно войти.но как бы я ни старался,дверь открыть всё же не удавалось, а голос, исходящий из квартиры, настаивал на том,что дверь открыта. через какой-то промежуток времени после моего ожидания я вижу,что мой друг,который должен был находиться в квартире,спокойно поднимается по лестнице, нервно выискивая ключи от квартиры. оказывается он только что пришёл домой. я немного стоял в ступоре,не понимая чей голос разговаривал со мной. зайдя в квартиру с лёшей,оказалось, что тот таинственный голос принадлежал лёшкиному попугаю кеше. объяснив всё это своему другу, мы вместе долго смеялись. вот такая смешная произошла однажды со мной
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Dear Mark,
Recently I attended a local open-air festival of street music. It took place in my town last weekend. I visited the festival with my friend.
Even though it was rather cold and snowy, we felt warm and comfortable. The music was very nice and we danced most of the time. There we could buy various kinds of fast food, drinks and so on.
I liked the festival, and I wish they made it in summer. It would be super exciting to visit it once again.
Do you like such festivals?
I am looking forward to your letter,
NAME