Lesson 22 N. A. Nekrasov is a poet and a citizen. "Railway"
Goals: to acquaint students with those events and life impressions of Nekrasov's childhood and youth that influenced the poet's work; with a poem Railway»; work with "difficult" words from the poem.
During the classes
I. Learning new material.
1. Teacher's word about the poet, demonstration of a portrait.
2. Getting to know the article about the poet in the textbook (pp. 226–228).
- What events and life impressions of childhood and youth influenced the poet's work?
– What works of Nekrasov do you know?
3. Preparation for the perception of the poem"Railway".
Individual message student about railway construction in Russia; examining a reproduction of the painting by the artist K. A. Savitsky "Repair work on the railway" (1874).
4. Getting to know the poem"Railway".
1) Expressive reading of the poem by the teacher.
2) Work on issues:
- How do you understand the meaning of the title of the poem "Railway"?
- If you were asked to express your impression of the poem "Railway" in a drawing, what would you depict?
– How is the idea of Savitsky’s painting “Repair work on the railway” similar to Nekrasov’s poem and how is it different from the poet’s thought?
- What is the meaning of the epigraph in the poem - "Conversation in the car"?
Why is the poem dedicated to children?
Pay attention to the epithets in the first chapter of the poem. The air is “healthy, vigorous”, the river is “icy”, Russia is “darling”. Is there a similarity in the coloring of these words? What can you say about the person who says this? Could the general, Vanya's father, say so?
– How do you understand the words: “We endured everything, God’s warriors, peaceful children of labor”? Why does the poet call the builders of the road warriors, that is, warriors; why does he add another definition to this: “peaceful children of labor”?
- What is the meaning of the word "road" in the expression: "and he will make a wide, clear chest path for himself"?
5. Preparation for expressive reading poems.
1) Reading chapter I.
- Let's think about the peculiarity of the autumn landscape, drawn in the first chapter of the poem. Find the words expressing the feelings of the poet, his attitude to what he saw from the car window.
In what does the poet see beauty? Imagine: ice that looks like melting sugar, yellow leaves lying like a carpet, moss swamps, stumps, bumps. Everything is so ordinary, where is the beauty here?
But no, everything is flooded with magical moonlight, not even with light, but with radiance, all this is “good”: after all, this is “dear Russia”! Autumn is seen through the eyes of a human creator who discovers beauty in the most ordinary. After all, creativity is the discovery of the new, the transformation of the world.
The poet loves his homeland not for some wondrous beauty, but because it is his homeland. That's how they love their mother. He calls her not the big name Russia, but the old and affectionate word "Rus".
- And why does the poet please the air, which "invigorates tired forces"? Why do soft leaves make him want to “sleep”? Yes, this is a hard worker, tired of hard work. And in this he is also a part of his people, about whom the poem is written.
So, without saying a word about the work of the people who built the railway, the poet already sets the reader on a high thought about the motherland, people, beauty, work, creativity.
2) Reading the second chapter.
Let's move on to Chapter II. Let's see how Nekrasov's thought develops. Let's try to single out separate parts of this chapter: a) the tsar-famine; b) the song of the dead; c) Belarusian; d) thoughts about the future of the people.
- Think about how the intonation changes when moving from one part to another.
- Where to make logical stresses in the lines: “Having called to life these barren wilds, they found a coffin here for themselves”?
– Have you noticed how in the words “Straight path, narrow mounds, posts, rails, bridges” the very rhythm of the verse helps to hear the rhythmic rumble of carriage wheels?
On the board are the words: sympathy, pity, admiration, indignation, pride, bitterness, sadness, poetry, indignation.
What words openly express the feeling of the poet?
- How should the final stanzas of the chapter sound?
Do not forget that these are words addressed to a child, and that the solemn prophecy about the wide and clear road to the happy future of the people ends with bitter regret:
The only pity is to live in this beautiful time
You won't have to, neither me nor you.
3) Reading chapter III.
The third chapter begins with a sharp change in intonation: the whistle of the locomotive dispelled the "amazing dream." The boy is still under the impression of sleep, he wants to tell his father about it. But the general finally destroys the poetic picture with his laughter.
How many marvelous beauties the general saw in Italy, in Vienna, but there is no poetry in his soul. The author-narrator sees the beautiful features of the creator people, despite their ugly appearance, while the general sees only the external. For him, the people are "barbarians, a wild crowd of drunkards." No, neither the glorious autumn will touch his heart, nor the working men who, at the cost of heroic labor, paved the way among the "barren wilds." For him, all these pictures are a spectacle of death, sadness, which should not disturb the heart of a child.
- With what feeling does the poet speak about the general?
Words on the board: contempt, indignation, mockery, irony, anger.
- Which of these words is most suitable for determining the author's intonation?
4) Reading Chapter IV.
The fourth chapter is an image of what the general considers the "bright side" of life.
How does the narrator feel about this picture? Is it true that the picture evokes feelings of bitterness, annoyance, anger in him? What caused his feelings?
II. Summing up the lesson.
Homework: expressive reading of a poem; write out “difficult words” in a notebook; give them an interpretation.
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Vanya (in an Armenian coachman's coat).
Dad! who built this road?
Dad (in a coat with a red lining.) 1.
Count Pyotr Andreevich Kleinmichel 2, darling!
- - Conversation in the car - -
I
Glorious autumn! Healthy, vigorous 3
The air invigorates tired forces;
The ice is fragile on the icy river
As if melting sugar lies;
Near the forest, as in a soft bed,
You can sleep - peace and space! -
The leaves have not faded yet,
Yellow and fresh lie like a carpet.
Glorious autumn! frosty nights,
Clear, quiet days...
There is no ugliness in nature! and kochi 4,
And moss swamps, and stumps -
All is well under the moonlight
Everywhere I recognize my dear Russia ...
I quickly fly along cast-iron rails,
I think my mind...
II
Good papa! Why in charm 5
Keep Vanya smart?
You let me in the moonlight
Show him the truth.
This work, Vanya, was terribly huge -
Not on the shoulder alone!
There is a king in the world: this king is merciless,
Hunger is his name.
He leads armies; at sea by ships
Rules; drives people to the artel,
Walks behind the plow, stands behind the shoulders
Stonecutters, weavers.
He drove the masses of the people here.
Many are in a terrible struggle,
The coffin was found here.
Straight path: the mounds are narrow,
Poles, rails, bridges.
And on the sides, all the bones are Russian ...
How many of them! Vanya, do you know?
Chu! terrible exclamations were heard!
Stomp and gnashing of teeth;
A shadow ran over the frosty glass...
What's there? Crowd of the Dead!
They overtake the cast-iron road,
Then the sides run.
Do you hear the singing? .. "On this moonlit night
We love to see our work!
We tore ourselves under the heat, under the cold,
With a perpetually bent back.
Lived in dugouts, fought hunger,
Were cold and wet, sick with scurvy.
We were robbed by literate foremen 6 .
The bosses were crushed, the need was crushing ...
We have endured everything, God's warriors,
Peaceful children of labor!
Brothers! You are reaping our fruits!
We are destined to rot in the earth ...
Do you all remember us, the poor, with kindness
Or have you forgotten for a long time? .. "
Do not be horrified by their wild singing!
From the Volkhov, from Mother Volga, from the Oka,
From different parts of the great state -
It's all your brothers - men!
It's a shame to be shy, to close with a glove,
You are no longer small! .. Russian hair,
You see, he stands, exhausted by a fever,
Tall sick Belarusian:
Lips bloodless, eyelids fallen,
Ulcers on skinny arms
Forever knee-deep in water
The legs are swollen; tangle 7 in hair;
I pit my chest, which is diligently on the spade
From day to day leaned all century ...
You look at him, Vanya, carefully:
It was difficult for a man to get his bread!
Didn't straighten his hunchbacked back
He is still: stupidly silent
And mechanically rusty shovel
Frozen earth hollowing!
This noble habit of work
We would not be bad to adopt with you ...
Bless the work of the people
And learn to respect the man.
Do not be shy for the dear homeland ...
The Russian people carried enough
Carried out this railroad -
Endure whatever the Lord sends!
Will endure everything - and wide, clear
He will pave the way for himself with his chest.
The only pity is to live in this beautiful time
You won't have to, neither me nor you.
III
At this moment the whistle is deafening
He squealed - the crowd of the dead disappeared!
"I saw, dad, I'm an amazing dream,
Vanya said. - Five thousand men,
Russian tribes and breeds representatives
Suddenly they appeared - and he said to me:
“Here they are, the builders of our road!..””
The general laughed!
I was recently in the walls of the Vatican 9,
I wandered around the Colosseum 10 for two nights,
I saw St. Stephen 11 in Vienna,
Well... did the people create all this?
Excuse me this impudent laugh,
Your logic is a bit wild.
Or for you Apollo Belvedere 12
Worse than an oven pot?
"Railway". Artist I. Glazunov. 1970
Here are your people - these terms 13 and baths,
A miracle of art - he pulled everything away!
"I'm not talking for you, but for Vanya..."
But the general did not object:
Your Slav, Anglo-Saxon and German
Do not create - destroy the master,
Barbarians! a wild crowd of 14 drunkards!..
However, it's time to take care of Vanyusha;
You know, the spectacle of death, sadness
It is a sin to revolt a child's heart.
Would you show the child now
Light side...
IV
Happy to show!
Listen, my dear: fatal works
It's over - the German is already laying the rails.
The dead are buried in the ground; sick
Hidden in dugouts; working people
Gathered in a close crowd at the office ...
They scratched their heads hard:
Each contractor 15 should stay,
Truant days have become a penny!
Everything was entered by ten's men in a book -
Whether he took a bath, whether the patient was lying.
“Maybe there is now a surplus here,
Yes, come on! .. ”They waved their hands ...
In a blue caftan - a venerable labaznik 16,
Fat, stocky 17, copper red
A contractor is walking along the line on a holiday,
He goes to see his work.
The idle people make way decorously...
Sweat wipes the merchant from the face
And he says, akimbo pictorially:
“Okay ... something ... well done! ., well done! ..
"Repair work on the railway." Artist K.Savitsky. 1874
With God, now go home - congratulations!
(Hats off - if I say!)
I expose a barrel of wine to workers
And - I give 18 arrears! .. "
Someone cheered. Picked up
Louder, friendlier, longer... Look:
With a song, the foremen rolled a barrel ...
Here even the lazy could not resist!
Unharnessed the people of the horses - and the merchant
With a cry of "Hurrah!" sped along the road...
Seems hard to cheer up the picture
Draw, General?
Questions and assignments
- What is the meaning of the epigraph "Conversation in the car" in the poem?
- Read the first part of the poem. What can you say about a person who saw a picture of nature like that? How is the picture of nature connected with the subsequent conversation of the author with the neighbors in the carriage?
- Why does Nekrasov call famine "king"? What is the power of this king?
- How do you understand the lines:
Many are in a terrible struggle,
Calling to life these barren wilds,
Did you find a coffin here? ..
What idea is expressed by the antithesis? - Reread the fantastic picture, which depicts a crowd of the dead. What do their words mean: "God's warriors, peaceful children of labor"? What do we learn from their song, how does it feel?
- Reread the last three quatrains of the second part. What allows the poet to believe in a better future? With what feeling does the poet speak about the future?
- What does the general think about the people, what words does he say about the people? What is the author's attitude towards the depicted? What words and expressions allow us to understand it?
- Why is the poem addressed to children?
The poem depicts a picture of the distant past. What does it reveal to you who live today? What does it teach? Prepare an oral detailed answer to this question.
Consider a reproduction of the painting by the artist K. A. Savitsky "Repair work on the railway." How is the idea of this picture close to Nekrasov's poem and how does it differ from the poet's thought?
1 Coats with a red lining (overcoat) were worn by generals.
2 Count P. A. Kleinmichel - tsarist minister, head of the construction of the railway between St. Petersburg and Moscow.
3 Vigorous - here: fresh, healthy.
4 Kochi - bumps.
5 Charm - here: ignorance of the truth.
6 Ten's manager - senior over a group of workers.
7 Koltun - hair, strayed into a tight lump.
8 Spade - shovel.
9 Vatican - here: the palace of the Pope, in which many monuments of art are concentrated.
10 The Colosseum is a circus in Rome built in ancient times.
11 St. Stephen's is a cathedral in Vienna, the capital of Austria.
12 Apollo Belvedere - a sculpture depicting the ancient god Apollo (located in the Belvedere Palace of the Vatican).
13 Baths in Ancient Rome, which were also sports, social and cultural institutions.
14 Crowd - crowd, congregation.
15 Contractor is a person who hired (contracted) workers.
16 Labaz - a room for storing flour or grain; labaznik - merchant, owner of a storehouse.
17 Squat - squat, dense.
18 Arrears - here: what the workers, according to the calculations, owed him.
Composition
His poetry is, as it were, the scattering of the treasures of his soul by both handfuls.
A. Tolstoy
A favorite poet with his poems often makes a person think about the environment. Sometimes people do not even notice his presence, but it seems to me that he is always there. Such for me is Sergei Yesenin. Much in his poetry excites my soul. Sometimes such thoughts are born that surprise me, amaze me. What am I thinking about, leafing through Yesenin's collection of poems?
V. Smirnov said about one of the features of the poet: "He, as it were, exposes himself to the reader." Of course, these words can be understood in different ways, but for me they are proof of the simplicity of Yesenin's poetry, the openness of his soul. In my opinion, the poet sought to show people his inner world rather than hide it. Maybe that's why my thoughts often coincide with those of S. Yesenin? This man spoke about everything: about life, about love, about the Motherland. Reading his poems, one cannot help but think about the future. The poet, as it were, helps us build our lives. Based on his work, I discover those feelings, those thoughts that are typical for Yesenin. In my essay, I would like to write about the most important issues that the poet considered in his works. In my opinion, none of them can leave a person indifferent.
With some excitement I reread the following lines:
Love does not require bail,
With her know joy and trouble.
The poet wrote about the state of a person when the readiness to give everything for the sake of someone reaches its highest point. Pure feelings, it seems to me, overwhelmed him. They are passed on to the reader. I think that Yesenin's theme of love has some special character. I am amazed by his desire for goodness, which runs through all the work of the poet. He himself understands love as something divine, high. Creating masterpieces, Sergei Yesenin spoke simply, but beautifully, putting his whole soul into poetry:
Honey, sit down next to me
Let's look into each other's eyes.
I want under the meek gaze
Listen to the sensual blizzard.
It is no coincidence that in this poem love is combined with nature, because this feeling in itself is a natural phenomenon. The poet is honest with us, he says: "I never lie with my heart." His words confirm that love is always sincere. Reading the poems of S. Yesenin, I realized that it is not the reciprocity of feelings that is important, but understanding between people. Often there are breaks, love tragedies, even the poet was not spared from them, but sadness should not overwhelm honor. In difficult times, you need to be able to say as Yesenin said:
Live like this
How the star guides you
Under the shelter of the renewed canopy ...
Nobility in love is characteristic of the poet. He never blames a woman, on the contrary, Sergei Yesenin defends her, protecting her from lawlessness:
We are spring girls in Russia
We do not keep on the chain, like dogs,
We learn to kiss without money,
Without dagger tricks and fights ...
Yes, love lyrics Yesenina is diverse. But all the poems about this wonderful and incomparable feeling have one thing in common: they are written with a pure soul. The reader is conveyed the thoughts of the poet himself, who seems to worship women. It seems to me that S. Yesenin in his poems wanted to express his love not only for beautiful, charming girls, but also for mothers, because they also belong to the fair sex. Again and again rereading individual lines, I think that love is happiness!
“My lyrics are alive only with love - love for the motherland. The feeling of the motherland is the main thing in my work, ”wrote Yesenin. The poet dedicated many poems to the country where he was born and spent his life. I want to note that his works speak not only about Russia:
I think:
How beautiful
Earth
And there is a person on it.
And how many unfortunates with the war
Freaks now and cripples!
And how many are buried in the pits!
And how many more will be buried!
And I feel in the cheekbones stubborn
Violent spasm of the cheeks.
Yesenin loved this land, he did not want another. According to V. Smirnov, the poet is "the heart, soul of the Russian people, his Razin and Chaliapin voice!" Sergei Yesenin was truly devoted to Russia. He himself was born in the village, about which he will later say:
I was born with songs in a grassy blanket
Spring dawns twisted me into a rainbow.
The poet did not hide his anxiety for the future of all mankind, our entire planet, but he believed in the brotherhood of peoples. He could not imagine himself, his life without Russia, his fate was tightly connected with the fate of our country:
But even then,
When all over the planet
The tribal feud will pass,
Lies and sadness will disappear, -
I will chant
With the whole being in the poet
sixth of the earth
With a short name "Rus".
S. Yesenin was, in my opinion, one of those who are ready to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the “beloved land”. Reading his poems about the Motherland, I think about how high the poet's words about Russia are. How much he cared for her! S. Yesenin, as it were, calls people to fight for happiness, for freedom: Russia! Dear heart!
The soul shrinks from pain,
How many years does not hear the field
Cock crow, dog barking.
Yesenin's poems are not outdated, they still do not lose their meaning. How hard it becomes on the soul when you think that the poet's experiences were not in vain?! What is Great Russia now? But you need to strive for the best. Yesenin wanted to see the country happy. Maybe that's why his poems sound like a call?
The poet's love for the Motherland is also manifested in the way he draws nature.
O Rus - raspberry field
And the blue that fell into the river -
I love to joy and pain
Your lake anguish.
Only a person who sincerely loves his native land could utter such words. But V. Smirnov directly stated that "Yesenin is Russia." I don't think anyone will ever deny that. After all, this poet will always remain for us the person who so easily and simply could describe the most beautiful corners of our Motherland.
The golden grove dissuaded
Beryozov, cheerful language,
And the cranes, sadly flying,
No more regrets for anyone.
Yesenin's nature is always alive. In his poems lies some kind of mystery that can revive everything around. Involuntarily I draw in front of me the pictures that the poet paints. In my opinion, for Sergei Yesenin, nature is eternal beauty and eternal harmony, and man is its inseparable part. His poems awaken something in me that seeks to overcome the line that is between me and the poet, me and his words:
But most of all
Love for the native land
tormented me,
Tormented and burned.
Yes, Yesenin was and will be a singer of Russian nature, a singer!
Many say that Sergei Yesenin was born a poet. Yes, of course, he began to write poetry from early childhood. But what does it mean for him to be a poet?
... it means the same
If the truth of life is not violated,
Scarring your soft skin
To caress other people's souls with the blood of feelings.
In our time, in the pursuit of material things, we lose souls. For me, Yesenin is spiritual and moral support. He helps me a lot. I think being a poet means also being a mentor to someone.
Another topic I would like to talk about is reflections on life. Now, when the time is becoming very complex and difficult, it will not be superfluous to note for yourself those concepts that are most important.
The poet experienced a lot in his life: he was accused of drunkenness, poetry was considered forbidden. But he did not give up:
I do not regret, do not call, do not cry,
Everything will pass like smoke from white apple trees.
Withering gold embraced,
I won't be young anymore.
Sergei Yesenin reflects on the essence of human existence, on life and death, on good and evil, on eternity and immortality. I am especially struck by his words, written to his mother:
I'm not such a bitter drunkard,
To die without seeing you.
A person does not choose the day of death, but the poet does not want to upset his loved one, because his mother is dear to him.
How great is the significance of Yesenin's philosophy for me! How deeply it touches the soul! The poet speaks about the most important thing in such a way that it is simply impossible not to remember his lines:
And nothing will disturb the soul
And nothing will make her shudder, -
Who loved, he cannot love,
Who is burned, you will not set fire to.
Yesenin lived for thirty years. Where do you get these thoughts from? His life in terms of the number of years lived can be called very short, but it was, in my opinion, oversaturated with events, as evidenced by all the poet's work. The death of Sergei Yesenin shocked many. “The greatest poet died…”, wrote Alexei Tolstoy in those days. Now there is a lot of talk about the "murder" and "suicide" of S. Yesenin. On the this moment no one is sure of either. But for those who truly love the poet, there is no difference. They all respect him for who he was. I would like to end the topic of reflections on life with the last lines of Sergei Yesenin:
Goodbye, my friend, without a hand, without a word,
Do not be sad and do not sadness of the eyebrows, -
In this life, dying is not new,
But to live, of course, is not newer.
The poet makes me think about many things. And not that it forces me, just reading his poems, I involuntarily picture to myself the life that awaits me. People say, "Learn from the mistakes of others." And I would like to say differently: "Look for an ideal, look for a teacher, and, without a doubt, he will help you." And I often consult with Yesenin. It is worth opening a collection of his poems, immediately the answer to all questions. Why? Yes, because all the works of the poet were written specifically for us - those who need advice. After all, each of his poems at different moments of life can be understood in different ways. The work of S. Yesenin can influence any person.
“There is always something especially noble,
meek, gentle, fragrant and graceful
in every feeling of Pushkin.
V.G. Belinsky
V. G. Belinsky accurately defined the purpose of poetry: “... to develop in people a sense of grace and a sense of humanity, meaning by this word an infinite respect for the dignity of a person as a person.” And today this is her holy purpose.
A.S. Pushkin is rightly called a miracle of Russian literature. His poetry is an inexhaustible source, which, like in a fairy tale, gives water to everyone who touches it with “living water”.
The whole world appreciates the poet for what he himself appreciated in himself:
For a long time I will be kind to the people,
That I aroused good feelings with lyre ...
Even before Pushkin, poetry served the people, but with him this need for Russian literature acquired unprecedented strength.
The first thing that attracts us when reading the works of the poet is the amazing power of feelings, the brilliance of the mind. But his poems must be read carefully, thinking about each word, because this word is important for understanding the whole, because, as N.V. Gogol said, in every word of Pushkin there is “an abyss of space”.
What kind of "good feelings" does Pushkin's lyre evoke? At the dawn of his poetic activity, even in lyceum poetry, the poet thinks about the role and fate of poetry and the poet in contemporary society. Understanding perfectly the unenviable fate of the poet, the young Pushkin chose the path of literary creativity for himself:
My lot has fallen: I choose the lyre!
He chooses a “modest, noble lyre”, which will serve only freedom, and his “incorruptible voice” will become an “echo of the Russian people”.
In the poems “Prophet”, “Poet”, “To the Poet”, “Echo”, A.S. Pushkin develops his own view of the tasks of the poet. The poet, in his opinion, must find feelings in himself in order to educate the reader, to lead him along, using his high gift. “Burn the hearts of the people with the verb” is his motto. In the "Prophet" - the whole philosophy of Pushkin.
Dozens of poems by A.S. Pushkin are devoted to the theme of patriotism. The poet early felt the living breath of the history of his homeland and thought deeply about the fate of the country. Freedom became his muse. He saw that his people were groaning in the chains of centuries of slavery and passionately awaiting their release. Pushkin, a friend and inspirer of the Decembrists, in his youth in the ode "Liberty" declared with ardent conviction:
I want to sing freedom to the world
On the throne to strike vice.
Young people knew the poet's poems, breathing freedom, and were carried away by them. Decembrist MN Paskevich, for example, wrote that he "borrowed" his first liberal thoughts from reading Mr. Pushkin's free poems.
Until the end of his days, Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin was an implacable enemy of the autocracy, a defender of people's freedom. It is not without reason that in a poem summing up his entire creative life, the poet puts himself in special merit that “that in my cruel age I glorified freedom and called for mercy to the fallen.”
It is impossible to read the amazing poems of A.S. Pushkin about nature without excitement. These are real paintings. So you see how “boron drops his autumn outfit”, how “mist falls on the fields”, how “noisy caravan geese” stretches, and the moon “like a yellow spot”, and many other beautiful paintings, as if drawn by a wonderful artist. How deep is the poet's love for everything native, national, close and dear to the heart of a Russian person! These verses bring up love for the motherland in an excellent way.
An excellent source for awakening the kindest feelings are poems about friendship and love.
How many sincere poems the poet wrote to glorify strong, unchanging friendship. To the depths of his soul, he was shocked by the news of the defeat of the Decembrist uprising, in which Kuchelbecker, Pushchin and many other friends dear to his heart participated. He worries about their future fate, emphasizes his spiritual closeness with them and is not afraid to openly admit it in the face of the king himself. With surprising courage for those years, the poet sent his message to the Decembrists to Siberia:
In the depths of Siberian ores
Keep proud patience
Your mournful work will not be lost
And doom high aspiration.
Yes, A.S. Pushkin knew how to be a faithful and devoted friend.
And love poems! “I remember a wonderful moment”, “On the hills of Georgia...”, “I loved you...” They are, indeed, a “genius of pure beauty”. Tender and passionate, cheerful and sad, they teach to love truly. More than one generation of people has been reading with excitement the poet's inspired lines, warmed by a burst of hot, sincere and pure feeling. His poems sing and shine. They went beyond the limit of their time and became the property of all who are able to experience the same selfless, full of happiness love.
In Pushkin, even the simplest, everyday feelings are described in such a way that when you read some of his poems, you are amazed at the love of life, the ability to instill hope and faith in people. For example, this poem:
If life deceives you
Don't be sad, don't be angry!
On the day of despondency, humble yourself:
The day of fun, believe me, will come.
The heart lives in the future;
The present is dull;
Everything is instant, everything will pass;
Whatever passes will be nice.
The poem was written in 1825. And this year for the poet was the year of "despondency".
Is it possible to list everything. Strict and deeply moral, cheerful, sometimes mischievous and not very modest works of the poet, for the most part, are not only an amazing monument of the human spirit and an inexhaustible source of pleasure, but also a “school of life” in which they teach “good feelings”.
And as long as "at least one piit will be alive," Pushkin's work will not be forgotten. For this is what distinguishes spiritual wealth from material wealth, that the more it is spent, the more it becomes.
