Words that describe Canada

1. The description of Canada should be as simple as possible. Canada is the second largest country in the world. It is bigger than the United States, accounting for almost a quarter of the circumference of the earth. The distance from east to west is over 5,500 kilometers, covering 6 of the 24 time zones in the world.

Canada is the second largest country in the world. Its area is larger than that of the United States, and its territory extends close to the equator 1. The distance from east to south is over 5500 kilometers. Canada covers 6 of the 24 time zones in the world.

Canada has a population of about 29 million and its capital is Ottawa. There are no official languages, French and English. The first travelers came here from England on 1497. Immigrants from France arrived in Canada on 1534. For centuries, British and French colonists fought against each other for control of this country. Today, a province in Canada speaks French. The TV and radio programs there are in French. There are French restaurants and all the teaching in the school is in French.

Canada has a total population of about 29 million, and its capital is Ottawa. There are two official languages, French and English. 1497, the first settlers (pioneers) from Britain came here. 1534, settlers from France also came here. Immigrants from two countries fought against each other to become the owners of this land. Today, Canada has a French-speaking province, and TV and radio programs are broadcast in French. On a visit to France, all schools taught in French.

Canada has one third of the world's fresh water supply. There are five lakes in the south, and there are many others, especially in the north.

Canada has 1 of the world's freshwater resources. There are five famous lakes in southern Canada, and there are many lakes in other places, especially in the north.

Cattle from England

It is also dangerous to read poems about Canada whenever I build in the sandbox.

A neat castle,

These sloppy pits

It's full of flat bodies.

When I'm ready to freshen up.

Walking to school, my feet.

Step on a crack in the cement

Touched the red bomb.

Now I'm an adult.

Can read and write, sit in my chair.

I am as quiet as a fuse.

The jungle is burning, in the bushes

Full of soldiers,

On that difficult map

Place names rose in the thick smoke.

I am the reason. I am a nuclear weapon.

Chemical toys, my body

This is a deadly little device,

I reach out in the name of love, my hand is a gun,

My kindness is absolutely fatal.

Lianna

The obedient eyes also let me see everything.

Changed shape and became pockmarked.

A black-and-white photograph of the war,

How could I?

Stop yourself?

Reading newspapers is also dangerous.

Whenever I'm in my electric drive

Tap a key on the typewriter,

Talking about the tree of peace

Another village exploded.

butterfly

spring

The first butterfly is dressed in orange and purple.

Skim my way

Like a flying flower

Let me live in color.

Change from now on.

3. Hello, there are not many words starting with X about Canada. I don't know what you mean by Canada. Here are some for your reference.

X axis: X axis, X ray: X ray, Xanadu: Wonderland, xan hein:Anthoxanthin, Xanthippe: Bitch, xanthone:oxbenphenone, xanthone, xebec: tripod, heterogeneous: naturally occurring, heterogeneous.

I hope I can help you.

4. It is also dangerous to read newspapers about Canadian poetry, Atwood. Whenever I build a neat castle in the sandbox, these hasty pits are filled with flat bodies. When I washed and walked to school, my foot stepped on a crack in the cement and detonated a red bomb. Now that I am an adult, I can read and write. Sitting in a chair, I am as quiet as a burning fuse. The bushes were full of soldiers, and the names on the incomprehensible map rose in the smoke.

I am a career, I am a chemical toy with nuclear weapons, my body is a deadly device, I extend my hand in the name of love, my hand is a gun, and my kindness is absolutely fatal. Even my obedient eyes turned everything I saw into a pockmarked black-and-white photo of the war. How can I stop myself? Reading newspapers is also dangerous.

Every time I press a key on an electric typewriter, I talk about the tree of peace and another village will explode. The butterfly in spring, the first butterfly, dressed in orange and purple, swept across my road like a flying flower, which changed the color of my life from now on.