Я хотела бы начать с предисловия. Я

Я хотела бы начать с предисловия. Я буду рассказывать о доме, который расположен не в нашем городе и даже не в нашей области. Он расположен в городе, где я родилась и с ним связано очень много детских воспоминаний. Там я провела свои детские годы от самого рождения до 5 лет. Практически каждое лето я приезжаю туда на некоторое время. Потому что в том городе живет мой папа, и я стараюсь поддерживать с ним отношения, так как мы живем на расстоянии.
Этот дом мое родное и любимое место. Раньше это был дом моего дедушки, но после его смерти, папа многое там переделал сам, расширил дом, построил беседки. Когда я захожу в этот дом, все напоминает о детстве, даже запах остался таким же. Моя комната и комната моего брата находятся на втором этаже. Моя комната чуть больше, чем его. В ней до сих пор также уютно. Хотя многое изменилось. В центре комнаты у стены располагается двухспальная кровать. На полу огромный ковер. Рядом с кроватью по бокам стоят тумбочки, на них семейные фотографии. Напротив, большой плазменный телевизор стоит на комоде. Окно в комнате большое с Venetian blinds, на подоконнике не стоят цветы, потому что подоконника нет. Напротив, окна комфортное обшитое кресло, в котором я читаю книги летними днями. Так как комната располагается на верхнем этаже, там есть slanted ceiling gives the bedroom a cosy look. Но ночью, я иногда просыпаюсь от странных звуков. Сначала я думала, что это термиты едят деревянную крышу. Но потом папа сказал, что это всего лишь птицы.Наш дачный домик очень красивый и в нем везде царит особенная, душевная атмосфера. Но эта комната мой собственный маленький уголок, в котором можно спрятаться от всего мира.

Результаты (английский) 1:

I would like to start with the preface. I will talk about a House that is not in our city and not even in our area. It is located in the town where I was born and it is very much a childhood memories. There I spent his childhood years from birth to 5 years. Almost every summer, I come back for awhile. Because in that city living is my dad, and I try to maintain a relationship with him, because we are living at a distance.This House is my native and favorite place. It was my grandfather's House, but after his death, dad there lot remade himself, expanded the House, built a gazebo. When I go to this House, all reminiscent of childhood, even the smell remained the same. My room and my brother are on the second floor. My room a little more than his. It also still snug. While many things have changed. In the center of the room against the wall settles down double bed. On the floor of a huge rug. Next to the bed on the sides stand bedside tables, family photos. On the contrary, large plasma tv stands on the chest. A window in the room large with Venetian blinds on the window sill are not flowers, because the sill No. On the contrary, the window a comfortable armchair sheathed in which I read books on summer days. Because the room is located on the top floor, there is a slanted ceiling gives the bedroom a cosy look. But at night, I sometimes wake up from strange sounds. At first I thought it was termites eat wood roof. But then dad said that it's just a bird. Our vacation home is very beautiful and it reigns everywhere, special, intimate atmosphere. But this room is my own little corner, where you can hide from the rest of the world.

Результаты (английский) 2:

I would like to begin with a preface. I'll talk about the house, which is not located in our city, and even in our area. It is located in the city where I was born, and it involves a lot of childhood memories. There I spent my childhood years from birth to 5 years. Almost every summer I come back for a while. Because in that city I lived my dad, and I try to maintain a relationship with him, since we live at a distance.
This house is my native and favorite place. Previously, it was the home of my grandfather, but after his death, the Pope himself remade much there, expanded the house, built pergola. When I come to this house, everything reminds us of childhood, even the smell remains the same. My room and my brother's room on the second floor. My room is a bit more than him. It is still too cozy. Although much has changed. At the center of the room wall is a double bed. On the floor, a huge carpet. Next to the bed are bedside tables on either side, they are family photos. On the contrary, a large plasma TV is on the dresser. The window in the room is large with Venetian blinds, do not stand on the windowsill flowers, because there is no sill. On the contrary, the windows sheathed comfortable chair where I read books on summer days. Since the room is located on the top floor, there is a slanted ceiling gives the bedroom a cosy look. But at night, I sometimes wake up from the strange sounds. At first I thought it was termites eat wood roof. Then Dad said it was just ptitsy.Nash country house is very beautiful and it always a very special, warm atmosphere. But this room is my own little corner in which to hide from the world.

Результаты (английский) 3:

I would like to begin with the preface. I shall talk about the house, which is located in our city and is not even in our area. It is located in the city, where I was born and is associated with it is very much children's memories.There I met their child years from the moment of birth to 5 years. Virtually every summer i come there for some time. Because, in that the city is my dad, and I try to maintain the relationship,As we live at a distance.
this house my parent and your favorite place. Before it was the house my grandparents, but after his death, Pope much there martingale itself, expanded house, built gazebo. When I cuddle her in this house,All recalls the childhood, even smell remained the same. My room and my brother's room are on the second floor. My room a little more, than it. It has so far also warm. Although much has changed.