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Придумай новогодний текст на английском языке на 110-120 слов и с пользованием этих времен: Past Perfect Past Simple Past Continuous Past Perfect Continuous

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11 января 2026 18:47

Last December, our street lit up with glittering lights when the bell chimed. By the time the clock struck twelve, I had finished decorating the tree and had baked a batch of cinnamon stars. The air was warm, and neighbors were singing while I was tying ribbons. We had been waiting for this night for weeks, dreaming of laughter and fresh beginnings. Someone handed me a cup, and I was thinking about how many small rituals make a year feel new. As fireworks rose, the family hugged tightly; we had been counting the seconds, then cheered when the sky opened with color. In that instant, a simple promise became a lasting memory.

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придумай новогодний текст на английском языке на 110-120 слов и с пользованием этих времен: Past Perfect Past Simple Past Continuous Past Perfect Continuous
Last December, our street lit up with glittering lights when the bell chimed. By the time the clock struck twelve, I had finished decorating the tree and had baked a batch of cinnamon stars. The air was warm, and neighbors were singing while I was tying ribbons. We had been waiting for this night for weeks, dreaming of laughter and fresh beginnings. Someone handed me a cup, and I was thinking about how many small rituals make a year feel new. As fireworks rose, the family hugged tightly; we had been counting the seconds, then cheered when the sky opened with color. In that instant, a simple promise became a lasting memory.