Usted buscó: lente bloeisels (Afrikaans - Inglés)

lente
speech on spring

lente dag
spring day

dis heerlike lente
it's lovely spring

opstelle verdieping lente
opstelle oor lente

lente die mooiste seisoen
spring beautiful season

n beskrywende opstel oor lente
n beskrywende opstel oor lente

dit is koud en warm in die lente
it is cold and hot in spring

n beskrywende opstel oor lente seisoen
n beskrywende opstel oor lente seisoen

"'n lente verkoop in die mark. "
"a spring sold in markets. "

dan vind ons u pas na die lente terug.
wouldn't find your body till after spring.

dit word nou eindelik lente. vandag het ons lêers gevou.
ward 2, voting booth 19 in berlin-pankow.

opstel oor waarom die somer en die lente my gunsteling seisoen is
essay on why summer and spring are my favourite season

in die lente word die weer warmer, die gras word groen en die lok groei en repro duseer
in spring the weather becomes warmer, the grass turns green and the tress grow and reproduce

die bloeisels word gesien in die land, die sangtyd het aangebreek, en die tortelduif laat sy stem hoor in ons land.
the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

"die seisoenverandering net sien in die lug die lente se koms net sien in die weer, of die mandjies blomme net ingebring word deur smouse van ander plekke."
"the change of seasons just seen in the sky the arrival of spring only known by its air or the baskets of flowers brought in from the suburbs by peddlers"

"dit was ´n plek waarin smerigheid, die stank van armoede, die oop riole, die ontbindende verrotting, die malende skare van misrabele armsaliges, die nimmereindige beelde van ´n landskap gestrooi met agterlosig neergesmyte vullis ´n aansig aangeneem het wat noodsaaklik skyn te gewees het om die skoonheid van ´n ander wêreld vol netjiese strate, boomryke lane, en bloeisels teen die groen, singende gras en voëls en huise geskik vir konings en koninginne, en liriese musiek, en liefde te beklemtoon.
“it was a place in which squalor, the stench of poverty, the open sewers, the decaying rot, the milling crowds of wretchedness, the unending images of a landscape strewn with carelessly abandoned refuse, assumed an aspect that seemed necessary to enhance the beauty of another world of tidy streets, and wooded lanes, and flowers’ blossoms offsetting the green and singing grass, and birds and houses fit for kings and queens, and lyrical music, and love.