I see the sea seldom. In total once a year. I don't love beaches in the afternoon. I think, the sea too doesn't love day: fat women, the men who are lewdly glancing at young girls, sand around flies and squeal is audible.Sometimes I want to see any sea: night, day, morning. If only to see. The sea which dreams me which I am afraid, afraid to choke with slightly funeral smell of the sea, happiness and freedom which have merged together with come true dream. It seems to me that to love the sea - all the same what to like to dream. It is sure that each time when I stand on the coast, I stay in a condition of happiness.
Dear Tina, Thank you for your last letter. I hope everything is ok with you. You asked me about my favorite holiday, so it is New Year. In Russia we celebrate it for about 3 days, on 31 of December, all day we cook some meals for the evening table. And on 12 pm we listen our president speech. Then the New Year comes. I think that cooking meals for all day is a tradition. Oh and on 31 of December we watch 2 films(найди как на английском пишутся с легким паром и иван васильевич меняет проффессию). And what about you? I happy that you had great holidays, but can you tell me more about it please? With love, Your penpal friend, Name
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