Did you like the poem? If so, with what? What do you remember the most from it? Why?

In assessing the poem, the fifth-graders are unanimous: I liked it very much! I liked what she was about real life, in it there is both funny and sad, that it is written very "well" and the language of the poem is close to the folk.

Most of all, of course, the children remember the meeting of the author with the "little man with a fingernail" in the winter forest, his communication with peasant children, when, together with them, he gives commands to his dog Fingal. These are living scenes, where the heroes are not only described by the author, but also speak, act, make their own assessments.

Tell me, with what feeling does Nekrasov talk about peasant children? Find words and expressions in the poem that help us feel his relationship to children. Can we say that the author admires them, loves them?

The poet talks about peasant children with love and even tenderness, words with diminutive-affectionate suffixes that he uses in their description speak about this ("eyes", "little eyes", "little man", "baby", etc.). Nekrasov calls children "cute rogues", says: I love the expression of a child's eyes,
I will always recognize him.
I froze: tenderness touched my soul ...

Who often saw them,
He, I believe, loves peasant children ...
He admires the eyes of children and exclaims:

There is so much peace, freedom and affection in them,
There is so much holy kindness in them!

The poet describes with pleasure their games, trips to the forest, admires their spontaneity, openness, curiosity: "The guys will surround them: stories will begin ...", "How you saw, how you trick - show them everything." The poet wishes them well: “Play, children! Grow free "

And how do children at first relate to the poet? Why? What words show this attitude? Find them.

At first, the kids are afraid of an unfamiliar hunter, because he is not very similar to the others they have seen before: he has a beard, but "at the bar there is no beard - a mustache" (according to the customs of that time, beards were worn only by peasants, bar beards were shaved), watches for some reason the stranger has his hat on, he is the owner of an expensive gun: “Gun! take a look: the locks are carved ... "The children saw all these details, watching the hunter through the cracks of the shed, trying to speak in a whisper and fearing that he would hear them and" beat them. "

What happened to me - they marveled at everything
And they pronounced my sentence:
- Such a goose, what a hunt!
I would lie on the stove!

And apparently not the master: how he drove from the swamp,
So next to Gavrila ...

Why do children call a stranger "goose"? He seems to them important person, special. This is what causes some concern.

Why do children stop being afraid of a stranger? Thanks to what they found a common
language with him?

The children felt his kindness, the hunter began to play with them, and the hunting dog, who perfectly knew "dog science", helped him:
He started throwing things like that
That the audience could not leave the place.
Wonder, laugh! There is no time for fear!
They command themselves! - Fingalka, die!
- “Don't get caught, Sergei! Don't push, Kuzyakha!
Look - it is dying - look! "

I enjoyed myself, wallowing in the hay,
Their noisy fun.

Are all parts of the poem funny? Why? And what can you do?

No, the whole poem cannot be called a comedy. It is not at all funny when the author talks about a six-year-old child who carries brushwood from the forest “in the chilly winter season”.

It’s not funny when we hear bitter words that a peasant child “knows the work early” and nothing prevents him from “bending” ... We laugh when Nekrasov talks about how the children looked at him, how happy the dog's tricks were, how they accepted the snake by the ring. So the title "Children's Comedy" would not quite correspond to the content of the poem.

The name "Peasant Children" is broader and more accurate: after all, the poem tells not only about the episode of the poet's meeting with peasant children, but also about other moments of his life) includes memories of childhood and reflections on the life and fate of peasant children.

We pass on to the analysis of the main part of the poem. Nekrasov paints a collective portrait of peasant children. At the same time, he uses many artistic techniques, and one of his favorite and expressive ones is comparison.

Find in the poem those comparisons with which he creates this collective portrait.

All gray, brown, blue eyes -
Mixed like flowers in a field.
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My spies were scared
And they rushed away: he heard a man,
So sparrows fly from the chaff in a flock.
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And the Rus "heads over the desert river

Where do all these comparisons come from? What unites them? (All comparisons are from the natural world.)

Why does Nekrasov use comparisons from the natural world to describe peasant children?

Peasant children grow and live among meadows) fields) forests, they know mushrooms, berries, herbs, birds well:

Wow, it's hot! .. Until noon, mushrooms were harvested)
They came out of the forest - just to meet
A blue ribbon, winding, long
Meadow river: jumped off in a crowd
And light brown heads above the desert river.
What porcini mushrooms in a forest clearing!
The river resounded with laughter and howl:
Hard a fight is not a fight, a game is not a game ...
And the sun beats them down with midday heat.
Home, kids! it's time to dine.
Returned: everyone has a basket full,
And how many stories! I got caught by the scythe
Caught a hedgehog, got lost a little
And they saw a wolf ... oh, what a terrible thing!
The hedgehog is offered both flies and boogers,
Roots milk gave him his -
Doesn't drink! retreated ...
Who catches leeches
On the lava, where the womb pounds the linen,
Who is babysitting little sister, two-year-old Glashka)
Who drags a bucket of kvask to reap;
And he, having tied a shirt under his throat,
Mysteriously draws something on the sand;
She got into a puddle, and this one with a new
Weaved myself a glorious wreath:
Everything is white, yellow, lavender,
Yes, occasionally a red flower.
They sleep in the heat, they dance squatting down.
Here is a girl catching a horse with a basket:
I caught it, jumped up and rides it.

Comparisons help to make the portrait of children very vivid, vivid and memorable.

What else allows us to see these kids? (Description of their actions, fun, activities, lively spoken language.)

Find in their speech such words and expressions that we do not use, and those that convey the flavor of folk speech. ("Look-tko", "tea", "won", "trunk", "what a hunt for such a goose", "casual", "surely", "not to catch", etc.)

How do children appear before us?

They are inquisitive and curious, they love interesting stories, they know forest paths, plants and forest inhabitants well, they are cheerful, independent, work together with their parents.

How are the portraits of these boys similar?

We see both of them in work together with their parents. Can we prove that labor is not a punishment for them, not a duty, that they are proud of their parents' participation in the labor?
Vanyusha closely monitors the work of his parents in the field, tries to help them:

He sees how his father fertilizes the field,
As if it throws grain into the loose earth,
As the field then begins to turn green,
As the ear grows, it pours the grain.
The finished harvest will be cut with sickles,
They will knit in sheaves, they will be taken to the barn,
Dry, beat, beat with flails,
At the mill, they will dare and bake bread.
Child will taste fresh bread
And in the field he runs more willingly after his father.

Explain the expression "Vanyusha enters the village as a king."

The boy, apparently, was at the haymaking with his parents. Now they are returning home with a hay wagon train, on top of which Vanyusha is sitting. He is proud that he helped his parents, he is glad that now he is above everyone else, and therefore "enters the king" into the village.

And the "little man with a fingernail" feels like a full participant in adult labor:
"Father, do you hear, chops, and I take away." Why does Nekrasov say that the boy does not walk, but walks? Explain the words: and walking importantly, in a decorous calm, a little man leads the horse by the bridle ...

The boy feels the importance and necessity of his participation in the preparation of brushwood: the warmth in the hut depends on this. He is proud that he was entrusted with such an important task, and therefore he does not walk, but walks, as important persons, statesmen, and tsars walk. In this sense, they are similar to Vanyusha.

What amazes the poet in the figurine of the boy he met in the winter forest?

He is amazed that "in the cold winter season", in the "severe frost" he meets a child in the forest:

A little man leads the horse by the bridle
In big boots, in a sheepskin sheepskin coat,
In big mittens ... and with a fingernail himself!

All his clothes are clearly not for his height (which means that he simply does not have his own!), He is tiny, but already engaged in hard work. Find the synonyms in the poem that call the boy. ("Little man with a fingernail", "boy", "man", "baby", "child")

Which of these synonyms express admiration? And in what synonym is the boy's assessment of himself expressed?

The address to the guy sounds ironic, the word peasant conveys the author's admiration for the independence of the boy, the baby - the poet's sympathy for the child. But the child himself calls himself a man, like an adult: "... yes, two people / There are only men: my father and I ..." This is how a six-year-old boy sees and evaluates himself.

What helps us understand this synonymous series?

Thanks to him, we understand that Small child he should not do hard physical labor in the winter forest, that he does it not because of a good life, but because there is no one else to do it, and at the age of six the boy feels like an adult, he becomes independent early.

Why does Nekrasov see the picture he saw at the edge of the forest evoke the feeling of something fake, theatrical?

So the sun was shining on this picture,
The child was so hilariously small
As if all this was made of cardboard
As if I got into a children's theater.
But the boy was a boy alive, real,
And logs, and brushwood, And a light horse,
And the snow, lying to the windows of the village,
AND winter sun cold Fire -
Everything, everything real Russian was ...

The child is too small, his appearance in his father's boots and a sheepskin coat is too ridiculous,
somehow it does not fit into my head that such a crumb should carry brushwood from the forest in a "severe frost" ...

What thoughts does this meeting give rise to in the poet?

Those honest thoughts that have no share
To which there is no death - press, do not press,
In which there is so much anger and pain,
In which there is so much love!

What makes a poet suffer? Why can't we get rid of "honest thoughts"? Why is there “so much love” in these thoughts along with anger and pain?

The poet is made to suffer by an unfair social order that can tolerate child labor. And there is no way to get away from these thoughts, because childhood is given to children for joy, so that they grow up "in freedom." And the poet's pain is born of love for peasant children, a pure soul, spontaneous, inquisitive, hardworking.

Let's ponder the following lines:
Play now, children! Grow free!
That's why a red childhood is given to you,
To forever love this meager field,
So that it seems to you forever sweet.
Keep your age-old legacy
Love your labor bread -
And let the charm of childhood poetry
Guides you into the bowels of the native land! ..

What do children take from their "red childhood" with them into adulthood?
From childhood, they learn to love their native land, to cultivate it, learn to love "their labor bread."

Why do you think for characteristics native land, which the field represents, the poet chose the epithet meager?

Lean means infertile, emaciated, poor. Such a field requires especially a lot of care and work. It is easy to love a fertile field with a rich land, but the one in which you invest more labor and energy (in this case, the “meager field”), and you love more, it becomes a part of you.

The poet calls the "meager field" the "age-old legacy" of children. What does he mean?

This is the land of ancestors, this is the homeland, it keeps the traditions, culture, history of the clan, the people ... The ashes of the ancestors rest in it, and those who are now playing freely will leave in it over time. The main thing is that they love this land, no matter what, teach their children to love it. Only in this way is the clan, the people, the homeland preserved.

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The author, passing by the children, attracted their attention. Many began to discuss his clothes, hairstyle and mustache, and as a result, his origins. Children often speak loudly and give themselves away with their own sonorous voices. Having asked for help, they immediately run away as soon as something is broken. But this prank does not cause anger in the poet. Rather, on the contrary, observing children, he "often envies them" that they do not know abstruse theories, but still learn the world in their own way. While dragging his kids through the forest for mushrooms, the hero comes across snakes, hedgehogs, and sometimes wolves. Looking at the animals and people passing by, people learned where and from where they could get out, what to wear and how to behave. Future peasants are simple.

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Peasant children ”(which can be analyzed based on the historical period in which the poem was written) stand out from all the poet's work. In other works, there is more grief. And these children are full of happiness, although the author does not cherish high hopes regarding their bright future. The little ones have no time to get sick and think about the unnecessary.

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"Peasant children"

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The author loves his characters, he estimates their attention very warmly and poetically. The poet explains his love for peasant children with examples from the village life he had seen earlier. The author tells how he and the guys were looking for mushroom places, recalls their jokes.

It is so nice to see the village in the summer when picking berries, nuts, catching birds. The summer harvest is described by the author in a very attractive way. Children willingly participate in the harvest. It gives them great pleasure to drive through the village in a huge wagon of hay, to the envy of others. But the poet does not idealize village life.

These were kids who were looking at a stranger with great interest. They quietly talked among themselves, and cast their eyes first at the man's ammunition, then at his dog. When the children noticed that a stranger was watching them, some of them ran away. And late in the evening it was already known that a rich gentleman had arrived at their settlement. Having settled in the village for the summer, the master enjoys the beautiful places and the time spent with the children. The author describes their life in various ways, which is filled with various games.
And, of course, it is striking that all the activities of rural children are very different from the leisure of urban children. We see how some little boy enjoys bathing in the river, another babysitting his sister. A mischievous girl rides a horse. At the same time, the guys help adults.

Nekrasov, "peasant children": analysis and summary of the work

The boy is trying in every possible way to be like his father - bass, swears at the horse. The author sums up his memories with an appeal to children to play and grow in freedom, to preserve their inheritance and love their labor bread. And ... he returns to the beginning - to the barn, where the children begin to behave more bravely, and to amuse them the hunter begins to give commands to the dog: "Hey, thieves are coming! They will steal, they will steal!" Well, hide quickly! ”The dog reacts to the command, and with a serious muzzle begins to hide all belongings in the hay, including game, which he tries to hide with special care, and then lie down at the owner's feet, starting to growl.

Children are delighted, they themselves begin to give commands to the dog. The author admires what is happening: "I myself enjoyed, wallowing in the hay, their noisy fun." But it started to rain, and the children scattered, and the hunter, after waiting out the rain, set off with faithful dog in search of great snipe. cm.

Summary of peasant children, Nekrasov read

When the man, probably Nekrasov himself, opened his eyes, the children rushed away like sparrows. As soon as the poet lowered his eyelids, they appeared again. Then they concluded that he was not a master, because he was not lying on the stove and was driving from the swamp. Reflections of the author Further Nekrasov breaks away from storyline and indulges in reflection.

He confesses his love for children and says that even those who perceive them as "a low kind of people" still once envied them. There is more poetry in the life of the poor, says Nekrasov. Peasant children made mushroom raids with him, put snakes on the railing of the bridge and waited for the reactions of passers-by. People were resting under the old elms, the children surrounded them and listened to stories. This is how we learned the legend about Valil. Having always lived a rich man, he somehow angered God. And since then he had neither crop nor honey, only the hair in his nose grew well.

What does the poem "peasant children" teach by Nekrasov?

They are interested in legends and stories, they do not even shy away from the work of the carpenter, which is mentioned in the poem. Despite all the problems, they are happy in their corner of paradise. The author says that there is nothing to regret and hate such children, they need to envy, because the children of the rich do not have such color and freedom. Introduction to the poem through the plot Nekrasov's poem "Peasant Children" begins with a description of several previous days. The narrator was hunting and, tired, wandered into the barn, where he fell asleep. He was awakened by the sun, which made its way through the cracks. He heard the voices of birds and recognized pigeons and rooks.

I recognized the crow by the shadow. Eyes looked at him through the gap different color, in which there was peace, affection and kindness. He understood that these were the views of children. The poet is sure that only children can have such eyes. They quietly among themselves commented on what they saw. One looked at the beard and long legs of the narrator, the other at the large dog.

Therefore, along with the theme of love for children, Nekrasov's work "Peasant Children" glorifies the delights of life outside the gray walls of the city. From the very first lines, the author drowns in the cooing of pigeons and the chirping of birds. Then he compares the color of the children's eyes to the flowers in the field.

The image of the earth haunts the poet in the forest as he gathers mushrooms. From the forest, he leads the reader to the river, where the children bathe, which makes the water seem to laugh and howl. Their life is inseparable from nature. Children weave wreaths of pale yellow flowers, their lips are black from blueberries, which have set them sore, they meet a wolf, feed a hedgehog.

The role of bread in the poem is important. Through the eyes of one of the boys, the narrator conveys the holiness of growing grain. He describes the whole process from throwing a seed into the ground to baking bread in a mill. Nekrasov's poem "Peasant Children" calls for eternal love of the field, which gives strength and labor bread.

Very short summary (in a nutshell)

While hunting, the author got tired of walking through the swamp and wandered into the barn, where he lay down to sleep. When he woke up, he saw the eyes of children who watched him through the cracks. He heard them discussing him and pretended to be asleep. He began to remember how he went with the village kids to pick mushrooms, saw their carefree childhood life, which, however, did not last long. Then he remembered the case of how he once met a six-year-old boy, Vlas, who was taking out brushwood from the forest on a sleigh that his father had chopped down. He, like an adult, led the horse by the bridle. Then the author decided to entertain the children and started giving his dog different commands. The children cheered, but then it got dark, thunder struck, then it started raining, and the children scattered.

Summary (in detail)

The hunter, "tired of walking through the swamp," wandered into the barn and fell asleep. Waking up from the rays of the sun and the hubbub of birds, the narrator notices peasant children looking at him through the cracks of the barn. They watch the hunter with witty comments.

The narrator speaks with warmth and love of peasant children, immersed in memories. He confesses that he sometimes envies them because they have more poetry in their lives. ”The author confesses that he did“ mushroom raids ”with his children, he laid snakes on the railing of the bridge.

They often rested under the elms different people, they were immediately surrounded by children and absorbed different stories like sponges:

“About Kiev, about a Turk, about wonderful animals.
Someone will play around, so just hold on -
It will start with Volochek, it will come to Kazan!
Chukhnu mimics, Mordovians, Cheremis,
And he will amuse him with a fairy tale, and he will screw a parable "

The workers often laid out the tools, which the children were only happy about, and showed interest in the new craft.

The narrator then recalls the time spent on the river. These memories are full of warm emotions. Here, each of the children is doing something different:

"Who catches leeches
On the lava, where the queen beats the linen,
Who is babysitting his two-year-old sister Glashka,
Who drags a bucket of kvask to reap,
And he, having tied a shirt under his throat,
Mysteriously draws something on the sand;
That one got into a puddle, and this one with a new one ... "

Nekrasov notes that for peasant children, work appears as a medal on the other side - it is a joy and pleasure for them. But at the same time, the author does not forget to note the severity of peasant labor: "But the midges mercilessly eat him, but he knows his works early on ..."

The author also recalls a story that happened in winter, which he compares with theatrical performance It is so difficult for him to believe in the reality of what is happening. ”With rapture and sympathy, he tells how he met a six-year-old" peasant "who transported firewood, which his father chopped down. The boy is trying in every possible way to be like his father - bass, swears at the horse.

And ... he returns to the beginning - to the barn, where the children begin to behave more bravely, and to amuse them the hunter begins to give commands to the dog: "Hey, thieves are coming! They will steal, they will steal!" Well, hide quickly! ”The dog reacts to the command, and with a serious muzzle begins to hide all belongings in the hay, including game, which he tries to hide with special care, and then lies down at the owner's feet, starting to growl. Children are delighted, they themselves begin to give commands to the dog. The author admires what is happening: "I myself enjoyed, wallowing in the hay, their noisy fun." But it started to rain, and the children scattered, and the hunter, having waited out the rain, went with his faithful dog in search of great snipe.

Life in the countryside, like falling in love with another place, always has positive and negative sides. The author of the poem Nikolai Alekseevich Nekrasov about the life of village children, enthusiastically tells all the charm everyday life in the summer in the village, not forgetting to remember many unpleasant moments.

The author wrote all his works about real life, after he certainly descends into one world or another. Very interesting fact that the peasant children from the narrative find the peasant children sleeping in his barn, in fact, was

Nikolai Alekseevich.

The ego beard, which the nobles of that time did not wear at all, helps to put his noble origin and rank the author of priceless poems as a commoner. Actions take place in 1861, this era is characterized by the depth of the peasant people, whose interests revolved only around the fertile land.

Born into a good family, but with a small income, Nekrasov spent his entire childhood on the street, surrounded by ordinary barefoot children, and that is why he loves his main characters so much.

The superiority of the discoverer in the direction of stories about the life of ordinary people rightfully belongs to

Nikolai Alekseevich, he is so close to all this, because until the age of majority all the same age did not treat him at all as a nobleman, one might say, his life was truly peasant.

The wave of popularity of such human images and characters was picked up by many writers of that time, but, undoubtedly, Nekrasov is one of the best authors of this trend.

The work begins, which made a real sensation in the art world and not only with the story of one hunter, he tirelessly drove game for several days.

Approaching the village, he felt mortally tired and, without asking permission, settled comfortably and warmly with his dog in the hay barn. He slept so deeply that he did not at all notice the curious little eyes, which, delighted with their unusual find, all the morning all the children looked at a living or dead man.

The traveler woke up to the singing of birds that lived under the roof of his lodging, he did not immediately realize that the quiet squeaky whisper belonged to the little curious eyes visible in the silks of the wooden building. The owners, local neighborhoods, seeing that an interesting find had come to their senses, immediately fled in all directions. It was only in the evening that everyone learned that there was a noble nobleman in front of them.

From that time on, he settled for the summer in these places, enjoying the wonderful nature and the company of children. A free and happy child's life is described in bright colors, they spend the whole day in the air in a variety of bizarre chores and games. Getting on the river the main character is surprised at the number of possible activities that do of different ages children. Now he understands how rich their world is compared to the children living in big cities.

Interestingly, none of the adults are nearby and they are mostly left to their own devices at best, all are in the care of one of the older guys.

The village life of adults is not easy, especially in the summer when they are harvesting for winter and harvesting, but the peaceful atmosphere outweighs all the shortcomings, to which the author himself attributes only the importunity of local midges and mosquitoes. Therefore, after the child has learned not to walk shakily, he comes to his parents only to eat and help around the house, because each member of the family has responsibilities.

At this moment, it becomes obvious that although the life of the local guys is beautiful in its own way, it is far from carefree. With very early years they do hard work on a par with their parents and, we can say that after infancy they go straight to adulthood. Another side of the life of peasant children, which touched the author to the depths of his soul, is the complete lack of education, which immediately puts an end to any opportunity to get out of this circle.

The only opportunity to learn a profession that will feed the whole life is to work alongside adults and they are happy to teach their craft to a new generation. The works are definitely useful for acquainting any person, because they describe the truthfulness of the life of ordinary people in the best possible way.

I'm in the village again. I go hunting
I write my verses - life is easy.
Yesterday, tired of walking in the swamp,
I wandered into the barn and fell asleep deeply.
I woke up: into the wide crevices of the barn
The rays of the cheerful sun are looking.
The dove coos; flying over the roof,
Young rooks are screaming
Another bird is also flying -
I recognized the raven by the shadow;
Chu! some kind of whisper ... but a string
Along the slit of attentive eyes!
All gray, brown, blue eyes -
Mixed like flowers in a field.
There is so much peace, freedom and affection in them,
There is so much holy kindness in them!
I love the expression of a child's eye
I will always recognize him.
I froze: tenderness touched my soul ...
Chu! whisper again!

First voice

Second

And the master, they said! ..

The third

Quiet, you devils!

Second

A bar doesn't have a beard - a mustache.

First

And the legs are long, like poles.

Fourth

And there is a hat on, look - a clock!

Fifth

Ay, important thing!

Sixth
And the chain is gold ...

S e d th

Is tea expensive?

In about
How the sun burns!

Nine

And there the dog is - big, big!
Water runs from the tongue.

Fifth

Gun! look-tko: the trunk is double,
Carved clasps ...

The third
(with dismay)

Fourth

Shut up, nothing! Let's stand still, Grisha!

The third

Will hit ...

My spies were scared
And they rushed away: he heard a man,
So sparrows fly from the chaff in a flock.
I calmed down, narrowed my eyes - they appeared again,
Eyes flicker through the cracks.
What happened to me - they marveled at everything
And my verdict was pronounced?
"What a hunt for such a goose!
I would lie on the stove!
And apparently not a master; how I drove from the swamp,
So next to Gavrila ... "-" Hear, shut up! "

O lovely rogues! Who often saw them,
He, I believe, loves peasant children;
But even if you hated them,
The reader, as a "low kind of people" -
I still have to confess openly
What I often envy them:
There is so much poetry in their lives,
As God grant to your spoiled children.
Happy people! No science, no bliss
They do not know in childhood.
I did mushroom raids with them:
Dug up the leaves, rummaged through the stumps,
I tried to spot a mushroom spot
And in the morning he could never find it.
"Look, Savosya, what a ring!"
We both bent down, and at once and grab
Snake! I jumped: I stung it hurt!
Savosya laughs: "Got caught out of the blue!"
But then we ruined them quite
And they laid it in a row on the railing of the bridge.
It should be. for the feats of glory we waited.
Our road was long:
The working rank of people scurried
There is no number on it.
Ditch digger Vologda,
Tinker, tailor, wool,
And then the townspeople in the monastery
On the holiday rolls to pray.
Under our thick, old elms
Tired people were drawn to rest.
The guys will circle: the stories will begin
About Kiev, about a Turk, about wonderful animals.
Someone will play around, so just hold on -
It will start with Volochek, it will come to Kazan!
Chukhnu mimics, Mordovians, Cheremis.
And he will amuse with a fairy tale, and he will screw a parable:
"Goodbye guys! Do your best
On the Lord God in everything to please:
We had Vavilo, he lived the richest of all,
Yes, I once took it into my head to murmur against God, -
Since then, Vavilo has become ruined,
No honey from bees, no harvest from the earth.
And only one thing he had happiness,
That the hair from the nose grew rapidly ... "
The worker will place, lay out the shells -
Planers, files, chisels, knives:
"Look, you devils!" And the children are happy
How you saw, how you tinker - show them everything.
A passer-by will fall asleep under his jokes,
Guys for the cause - sawing and planing!
If you start a saw, you can't sharpen it in a day!
Break the drill - and run away with fright.
It happened that whole days flew by here -
As a new passer-by, there is a new story ...

Wow, it's hot! .. We were picking mushrooms until noon.
They came out of the forest - just to meet
A blue ribbon, winding, long
Meadow river: jumped off in a crowd,
And light-haired heads over a desert river
What porcini mushrooms in a forest clearing!
The river resounded with laughter and howl:
Here a fight is not a fight, a game is not a game ...
And the sun beats them down with midday heat.
Home, kids! it's time to dine.
Have returned. Everyone has a basket full,
And how many stories! I got caught by the scythe
Caught a hedgehog, got lost a little
And they saw a wolf ... oh, what a terrible thing!
The hedgehog is offered both flies and boogers.
Roots milk gave him his -
Doesn't drink! retreated ...

Who catches leeches
On the lava, where the queen beats the linen,
Who is babysitting his two-year-old sister Glashka,
Who drags a bucket of kvask to reap,
And he, having tied a shirt under his throat,
Mysteriously draws something on the sand;
That one got into a puddle, and this one with a new one:
Weaved myself a glorious wreath, -
Everything is white, yellow, lavender
Yes, occasionally a red flower.
Those sleep in the heat, they dance squatting down.
Here is a girl catching a horse with a basket:
I caught it, jumped up and rides it.
And whether she, born in the heat of the sun
And in an apron from the field brought home,
To be afraid of your humble horse? ..

The mushroom time did not have time to leave.
Look - everyone has black lips,
They stuffed Oski: the blueberries are ripe!
And there are raspberries, lingonberries, nuts!
A childish cry echoed
From morning to night it thunders through the forests.
Scared by the singing, the sounding, the laughing
Will the grouse take off, having cured the chicks,
Whether the hare jump up - sodom, turmoil!
Here is an old capercaillie with a faded wing
Into the bush he was busy ... well, the poor man is bad!
Alive to the village is dragged with triumph ...

"Enough, Vanyusha! You walked a lot,
It's time to get to work, dear! "
But even labor will turn around first
To Vanyusha with his smart side:
He sees how his father fertilizes the field,
As if it throws grain into the loose earth,
As the field then begins to turn green,
As the ear grows, it pours the grain.
The finished harvest will be cut with sickles.
They will tie up in sheaves, they will be taken to the barn,
Dry, beat, beat with flails,
At the mill, they will dare and bake bread.
The child will taste fresh bread
And in the field he runs more willingly after his father.
Will they nave the senza: "Get in, little shooter!"
Vanyusha enters the village as a tsar ...

However, envy in a noble child
We would be sorry to sow.
So, we have to wrap by the way
The other side is a medal.
Let the peasant child be free
Grows up without learning anything
But he will grow up, if God pleases,
And nothing prevents him from bending.
Suppose he knows forest paths,
Prances on horseback, is not afraid of water,
But the midges mercilessly eat it,
But he knows the works early ...

Once upon a time in the cold winter time
I went out of the forest; there was a bitter frost.
I look, it rises slowly up the hill
A horse carrying brushwood.
And marching importantly, in a calm calm,
A little man leads the horse by the bridle
In big boots, in a sheepskin sheepskin coat,
In large mittens ... and he himself with a marigold!
"Great guy!" - "Walk by yourself!"

- "It’s painfully you are formidable, as I can see!
Where do the woods come from? "-" From the forest, no doubt;
Father, do you hear, chops, and I take away. "
(A lumberjack's ax was heard in the forest.)
"Does your father have a big family?"
- "The family is big, but two people
All men - that: my father and I ... "
- "So there it is! And what is your name?"
- "Vlasom"
- "Why are you a year old?" - "The sixth passed ...
Well, dead! "- shouted the baby in a bass voice,
He pulled at the bridle and walked faster.
So the sun was shining on this picture,
The child was so hilariously small
As if all this was cardboard,
As if I got into a children's theater!
But the boy was a boy alive, real,
And logs, and brushwood, and a piebald horse,
And the snow, lying to the windows of the village,
And the cold fire of the winter sun -
Everything. everything was real Russian,
With the stigma of an unsociable, deadening winter,
That the Russian soul is so painfully sweet
What inspires Russian thoughts.
Those honest thoughts that have no will
To which there is no death - press, do not press,
In which there is so much anger and pain.
In which there is so much love!

Play now, children! Grow free!
That's why a red childhood is given to you,
To forever love this meager field,
So that it seems to you forever sweet.
Safeguard your age-old legacy,
Love your labor bread -
And let the charm of childhood poetry
He will take you to the bowels of the native land! ..

Now it's time for us to go back to the beginning.
Noticing that the guys became bolder,
“Hey, thieves are coming!” I shouted to Fingal.
They will steal, they will steal! Well, hide it quickly! "
Fingalushka made a serious face.
He buried my belongings under the hay,
With special diligence he hid the game,
He lay down at my feet and growled angrily.
An extensive field of canine science
He was perfectly familiar;
He started throwing things like that.
That the audience could not leave the place,
Wonder, laugh! There is no time for fear!
They command themselves! "Fingalka, die!"
- "Don't push, Sergei! Don't push, Kuzyakha!"
- "Look - dying - look!"
I enjoyed myself, wallowing in the hay,
Their noisy fun. Suddenly it got dark
In the barn: it gets dark so quickly on the stage
When the storm is destined to break out.

And for sure: a blow thundered over the barn.
A river of rain poured into the barn.
The actor burst into deafening barks,
And the audience gave a stretch!
The wide door opened and creaked.
Hit the wall, locked it up again.
I looked out: a dark cloud hung
Just above our theater.
The children ran in the heavy rain
Barefoot to their village ...
Faithful Fingal and I waited out the storm
And they went out to look for great snipe.