Как уже писал - изучаю английский, с репетитором. Изучение длится долго и идёт плохо, на 90% из-за моего раздолбайства и лени. Но недавно я сумел таки произвести впечатление, написав сочинение про Крым в стихотворной форме, коим и делюсь с вами:-)

Crimea, Crimea, the land of my dreams
Crimea, Crimea, it really seems
It seems to be better to live on your side
But only I can say today is “Good bye!”

The mountains peaks are so near to heaven
And roar of the serf so exciting and never
I’ll never forget narrow strip of the coast
Where I was alone, faced to the Universe

So, I will be back, any way, I do swear,
I’ll come once again, and I’ll stay here forever
I’ve found my home far away from my own.
I’m waiting the day. So excuse me. Go on.

Let’s get into it. Peninsula Crimea.
The South for us, in the North of Black Sea
The cradle of peoples, the house for all
The graveyard of armies, oasis for soul.

The World in model, just point on the Globe.
So, speaking about, I want you to know
That desert and jungle and rocks and the Sea
And so many other you here can see.

I, probably, can, speak about it long.
But valuable more one sight – with your own
With your own eyes, just only one sight.
From Gurzuf at sea, at the waves and moonlight.