Соболев Николай, 2 тур
6 класс
школа ГБОУ СОШ № 1378
г. Москва
учитель Шкитина Людмила Витальевна

No regrets, no pain, no sorrow,

No regrets, no pain, no sorrow,
Everything will pass, as white apple teers smoke.
Feading covered with gold
I wont be longer young.
You are not really going to beat.
Heart, touched by the cool,
And the country of birch calico
well not lure to wander barefoot.
Roaming spirit! You a rarely, rarely
Stir mouth flame.
Oh, my lost freshness,
Rampage eyes and flood of senses!
I now became chary of desiers,
Oh, my life! Did i see you in a dreem?
As if in early echoing hour
I rode on a pink horse.
All of us, all of us are perishable in this world,
Copper leaves fall quietly from maples
May you be blessed for ever,
What come to bloom and die.

Соболев Николай, 2 тур
6 класс
школа ГБОУ СОШ № 1378
г. Москва
учитель Шкитина Людмила Витальевна

No regrets, no pain, no sorrow,

No regrets, no pain, no sorrow,
Everything will pass, as white apple teers smoke.
Feading covered with gold
I wont be longer young.
You are not really going to beat.
Heart, touched by the cool,
And the country of birch calico
well not lure to wander barefoot.
Roaming spirit! You a rarely, rarely
Stir mouth flame.
Oh, my lost freshness,
Rampage eyes and flood of senses!
I now became chary of desiers,
Oh, my life! Did i see you in a dreem?
As if in early echoing hour
I rode on a pink horse.
All of us, all of us are perishable in this world,
Copper leaves fall quietly from maples
May you be blessed for ever,
What come to bloom and die.

Слесарев Дмитрий Кириллович писал(а):
Слесарев Дмитрий
класс: 6б
Школа ГБОУ СОШ №1378
г.Москва
Учитель: Шкитина Людмила Витальевна prezi.com/b3rrwc0ldrt-/elena-ilinykh-nikita-katsalapov/

Слесарев Дмитрий
класс: 6б
Школа ГБОУ СОШ №1378
г.Москва
Учитель: Шкитина Людмила Витальевна prezi.com/b3rrwc0ldrt-/elena-ilinykh-nikita-katsalapov/

Слесарев Дмитрий
класс: 6б
Школа ГБОУ СОШ №1378
г.Москва
Учитель: Шкитина Людмила Витальевна
prezi.com/b3rrwc0ldrt-/elena-ilinykh-nikita-katsalapov/

Слесарев Дмитрий
6 класс
школа ГБОУ СОШ № 1378
г. Москва
учитель Шкитина Людмила Витальевна
Sergey Yesenin - my favorite poet !
I understand you , like himself,
And the pain flowing through the heart ,
I become part of you .
Your poems , like a beacon ,
And I'm entering a new path ,
I ask : "Bless me! "
With you were born in the beginning of October ,
But the eternal gulf separates us ,
Age you I granddaughter
A sister in the shower ...
Eyes same cornflower blue,
And hair and wavy and Russian ,
And so I love poetry,
Freedom, beauty and soul Russia.
But I mean, I ... And you - have you !
And all of you have told ,
All lies, deceit , your enemies - killed!
Who so loved and glorified
Birch Russ, its fields and cornfields ,
You're like a son loved her,
Holy Russia is faithful to the grave !
She lost you so early ,
Mourn and weep still did not stop !
When still a poet come to Russia ?
And say , hiding sadness :
"I grew up in the field , I forelock rus,
And like Russia in Russian ! "

Слесарев Дмитрий
6 класс
школа ГБОУ СОШ № 1378
г. Москва
учитель Шкитина Людмила Витальевна

Слесарев Дмитрий
класс 6 б
ГБОУ СОШ школы№1378
Учитель английского Шкитина Людмила Витальевна

Слесарев Дмитрий
6 класс
ГБОУ СОШ школы№1378
г. Москва
учитель Шкитина Людмила Витальевна.

Соболев Николай Сергеевич

6 "Б"

ГБОУ СОШ №1378

Город Москва

Шкитина Людмила Витальевна