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weed mix
ζιζανίων μείγμα
Laatste Update: 2013-02-01
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
grass weed
buğdaygil yabancı otları
Laatste Update: 2013-06-12
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
crop weed competition
bitki yabancı ot rekabeti
Laatste Update: 2013-06-12
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
biological weed control
biyolojik yabancı ot mücadelesi
Laatste Update: 2013-06-12
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
i wish tom would weed the garden.
keşke tom bahçenin otlarını temizlese.
Laatste Update: 2014-02-01
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
he pulled up the weed and threw it away.
o, otu çekti ve onu attı.
Laatste Update: 2014-02-01
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
there is not a herbicide introduced to the market for this weed.
bu yabani ot için henüz piyasaya çıkmış bir ot ilacı bulunmamaktadır.
Laatste Update: 2018-08-12
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
i plant the potatoes, i weed the garden, i domesticate the species.
patates ekerim, ot yolarım, canlıları evcilleştiririm.
Laatste Update: 2015-10-13
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
but the sargasso sea, the same way it aggregates sargassum weed, actually is pulling in the plastic from throughout the region.
ama atlas okyanusundaki bu yosunlu kısım yosunların bir araya getirdiği gibi bölgedeki plastikleride çekip toplamaktadır.
Laatste Update: 2015-10-13
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
i feel so strongly that you cannot ask a small farmer to work the land and bend over to grow a hectare of rice, 150,000 times, just to plant a crop and weed it.
küçük bir çiftçiye arazi çalışmasında ... ... çok güçlü hissetmesi ve bir hektarlık pirinç ... ... 150,000 kez eğildiğinde sadece bitki ve ot olur.
Laatste Update: 2015-10-13
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
Kwaliteit:
“i don’t know what to do with her,” grandma said helplessly. when the doctor spoke, his voice was stern. “mieko, you can be a bitter person all your life, but you are only hurting yourself and your family. hatred will grow in your heart like a bad weed until there is no room for love or beauty.” “i don’t care!” mieko shouted, running out the door. tears stinging her eyes, she ran past the quiet neighborhood farmhouses and climbed up the mountain. the path wound around oddly shaped rocks and over grassy slopes. mieko did not stop until she reached a stream partway up. hot and tired, she flopped down and dabbled her fingers in the cool water. the air was quiet and dry as a rice cracker. mieko rested her head on the mossy bank, listening to the slow droning of insects and the trickling of the water over pebbles. suddenly, there was a rustling nearby.
Laatste Update: 2021-05-23
Gebruiksfrequentie: 1
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