My name is Emirzal, and I had lived in another country before I moved to London. Three years ago I met a girl called Dilara when she came to visit my country. We fell in love, we talked on Skype and messaged. Last year she came to my country and we got marry and she went back to London. I tried to get a job in London and my wife tried harder to bring me to London. But it was not as easy as we had thought. We counted the days, hours, minutes to our meeting and the beginning of our family life.
Finally came the day when my wife managed to get my visa and I had an interview through the phone for a job of a store manager. I made a plan of meeting with my lovely wife and made a collage of our photographs together and bought her a bag, a watch and a beautiful dress, hopefully she would like them all. I dressed nicely and kept on looking at my phone again and again. My wife ran up to me at the airport we hugged and cried. She drove me to her home. My wife was living in a beautiful house with a lovely garden. It was Spring.
Spring is certainly the most beautiful season of the year. Most of us are fond of this season. Many poets like to write about Spring. Spring is called the Queen of Seasons. My wife’s beautiful garden was full of dazzling flowers, bees were very busy tasting the honey. I stood there watching the garden. My wife opened the door and expected me to follow her but I was mesmerized by the birds twittering in the trees. The Spring brought happiness and relief to my life and I was so happy to start my new life in London, That Spring brought new growth into my life and the Spring said: 'Let’s party'. The long waiting winter had gone from my life, I said:”Good bye Winter & hello Spring!”
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A nice fairy tale you written. Enjoy to read it & feel good to see that they have started happy life and you end your story very nicely. Thanks for sharing dear Adaline.
Nice job......Keep going. My best for you.
Dear Adalina, thank you for such a nice story. Here are my corrections. Sure, you can ask me your questions.
My name is Emirzal, and I had lived in another country before I moved to London. Three years ago I met a girl called Dilara when she came to visit my country. We fell in love, __ we talked on Skype and messaged. Last year she came to my country and we got marry and she went back to London. I tried to get a job in London and my wife tried harder to bring me to London. But it was not as easy as we had thought. We counted the days, hours, minutes to our meeting and the beginning our family life.
Finally came the day when my wife managed to get my visa and I had an interview through the phone for a job of a store manager. I made a plan of meeting with my lovely wife and _ made a collage of our photographs together and bought her a bag, a watch and a beautiful dress, hopefully she would like them all. I dressed nicely and kept on looking at my phone again and again. My wife ran up to me at the airport we hugged and cried. She drove me to her home. My wife was living in a beautiful house with a lovely garden. It was Spring.
Spring is certainly the most beautiful season of the year. Most of us are fond of this season. Many poets like to write about Spring. Spring is called the Queen of Seasons. My wife’s beautiful garden was full of dazzling __flowers, bees were very busy tasting the honey. I stood there __ watching the garden. My wife opened the door and expected me to follow her but I was mesmerized by the birds twittering in the trees. The Spring brought happiness and relief to my life and I was so happy to start my new life in London, That Spring brought __ new growth into my life and the Spring said: 'Let’s party'. The long waiting winter had gone from my life, I said:”Good bye Winter & hello Spring!”
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