Предмет: Русский язык, автор: Антон0001

Объясните,чем отличаются друг от друга эти синонимы?
Храбрость-смелость
Манеры-повадки-замашки
Лгать-обманывать
Бой-битва
Рыдать-плакать.
Спишите,добавьте синонимы к каждому синонимическому ряду.

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Автор ответа: yuchenic15

просто некоторые слова более точно описывают тот или иной предмет.
например, человек лжет(говорит неправду) , а обманывает , когда что-то делает с хитротью.
Рыдать- то же самое, что плакать , только сказано в преувеличенной форме. Рыдать- горько плакать, плакать-лить слезы.
Храбрость-на поступках, храбрый(отважный) Храбрый за Родину, тот который сможет защитить ее. А смелый - когда не боишься чего-то, что не решатся другие.

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