B et BO

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Меня зовут Люсиль
я живу в Англии
Мою Маму зовут Шерон
Она живёт во Франции

comment on fait le ë dans le clavier russe?

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  1. Liya31 March 2010 at 01:39

    C'est le \, a coté d'Enter dans le clavier Mac, et ~, a coté d'1 sur le clavier PC.

    N'oblie pas, c'est зОвут!

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  2. Lucile Deslignères31 March 2010 at 14:31

    merci! J'ai cherché les poèmes dans mon anthologie, il n'y a pas ce poète, c'est énervant...

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  3. Liya1 April 2010 at 00:33

    Mais tu as eu une livre de ce poète, non? 'Histoire de pluie et autres poèmes'?

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