over the 20 years of my service, i have seen a lot of things, i want to say that all sorts of things happen in life, and people, some just don’t think about it, i think that it will pass like this, but i put out a cigarette, i drank somewhere , it will all pass, and i’ll say this wrong. and life punishes, so i wanted people to value the life that is given to them, it is not eternal, and accordingly, to value time, not make stupid mistakes, but nothing happens.

let you love it like the grass in the field, like the young fruit that hangs over the crayfish. i'll patch it up the bird that is alive in the wild, may i love you, may i love you for the song that i can hear, for the rich laughter, for the frequent call, for clear eyes, for my young soul, may i love you, may i love you. love for

the bright hours that you give me and the most intense experiences you give me, dear daughter-in-law, may i love you. paryzh, 1841. lectures in the college of de franz are read by many great praesars. theme amal is unknown to french students. in belarusian language , gavoryts kala 10 milyonaў chalavek. geta is the richest and the cleanest gavorka. yana uznikla yes, it’s issued and sold out. perad vachyma prafesara dances with images of distant radzima. land of navagrudskaya, my native land. my name is adam mickiewicz. slavuta paet light appeared at

night before rastvoy khristov on snowfall 24, 1798 . months, dze yon naradzіўsya, dakladnaya nevydom, magchyma ў navagrudka itself, dze zhili fathers, maybe ў falvarka zavosse, where yago mother barbara straightened out pagastіtsіtsya and her in-laws. yashche in the 1830s, there lived pavitukha, mrs. maladzetskaya, who was responsible for bringing out the light. yes treci. this is the most important version: mickiewicz is happy with the food. the benefits of paternity for the future. it’s winter, the night before sunrise, the gascin’s courtyard, and here snow falls from the sky. geni come to the world. the father's dynasty passed to navagrudka and to his father's house. there , with little adasem, there are healthy, sacred tsuds, which are the basis for all life. adnoy lad. take a walk, fall out of the window,

sit on the ground and become deaf. she gave up, she packed her life, the undesirable mother took the unpretentious dzitsa in her hands, yana geta did not fall asleep right, like adam's flattened eyes. saint dzeva took away our glory from navagrudak with the kind, faithful people, as i live in the kingdom, you gave the tsuda. the boys adam love to see the aura of the chest castle, with their ears filled with folk songs and fairy tales of nyanka genseevskaya. tales of the past hours and hectic jumps and hell of the old servant of the blessed. and there is a couple of school. on the 13th of april 1807, cotton was sold to the first class of the navagrudsk patars of daminika. learn adam is good. the teachers are responsible for making good efforts.

but she was and was killed as hell. pisau yon, like a robber chicken. matsi punished iago for the entire hour for drenny subcharg. if only you would be a languid gentleman. then the sakratar would wave for the price of a pyaron, and the pakulki you are poor nobles, then the pavinen knows how to give himself joy. in her own right, adasa said: “the letter is from me sending out the campaign, because i am flying to tell the truth about the spider.” and no less, it’s no fun for the cotton guy to fold his tops. the first yago ganarar would be non-samavites, patrapi in the punishment cell. no, that’s not the case, that would be drenny, exactly the same. hell. write ode to abh mindogu, the great soul of the karal, who appears on the navagrudsk graves in the likenesses of men and animals. the honesty, the director of the school does not give faith that some squishy man could create such an outstanding creation and order, as a result of packing the school, for whipping. at the moment,

mickiewicz will present irrefutable evidence. the name of the little boy was written in the patched book of the school. in 1815. in the year of 1815. in the city of kishen mickiewicz rushy skarat vilnya, pasta in the university, holidays of justice at home ў navagrudku tsi zavostі, the sumavat there did not happen. traveling, palyavannya, suziranne jumping, revelry, walks with the masons, cheers, laughter and colic, patriarchal chants all night in the village of vyalikay, for hours blues and sumy, all the wars of the month. only possible. as mickiewicz grabbed an hour for creativity, he could not afford to be an intellectual at that time. yago gaspadars khreptovichy collected a high-quality library and gave the talented youth its karystastsya. with the old faliants screaming, adam conceived a poem:

grazhyna, great navagrudka amazon, manly, yes i jump, what apranula of men's armor and died in the battle with caps. tsyvіtse, on ўzberezhzhy lakes and sennya you can publish trees, volats, as the young mickiewicz remembers, here was the radki of the first step of this collection, which was published in 1822, the smell of the forest smells like savory and honey, it lives with a fatty infusion, there the lakes are as sweet as shibina ice, frog pamizh trees. mickiewicz uses the images and plots of belarusian folk songs and songs as the basis for his ballads and rambles. there are senses that on the shores of the world there are unzins or nymphs, which the people call svіtsezyankam. jumping onto the canoe, mitskevich

imchaў with svіtseі ў tuganavich, there is a dry boulder, he grabs a dagetul. paet is in love with his brothers. kelehi rang with malak. since then, ambitious plans have been developed to create this light, so the idea of ​​a partnership with the philaretas, an amatar of dabrachynasti, has emerged. in the gardens of the tuganavitskaya park, young people and lyutytseny adam fell back with his museum, the dacha of gaspadar tuteishaga maentok, maryla veraschak. paets, it’s so easy to add to the tastes, and it’s been done. i am already assured, in other words, of unhappiness and acquaintance with the mitskevichs, marylaa fell in love with the wife of count vauzhynets putkamera, there they suffered with the happy couple, before they parted,

the crazy thing is that i will not we are separated from you, because i will leave every part of my soul, this is our present day. became a legend, the image of maryla. pakida adam is still alive. yon sustrakaetstsa ў radkah balat, ramansaў, saneetaў, adtul peratsyakae ў familiar paems. what do you mean there? i named my dacha “married to count putkamer ” maryla lived a long life and gave birth to three dzed.