international book kirmash literary palette of book kirmoshi has a wide variety of warehouse to sort out the text, but are the scribes and philologist mare shklyarveda, what is her wearer? in the eighties, there was actually no urban poetry of belarusian literature now. well done. she came like stars. everything is not a city theme we have developed. rather. this is cool. i think that she is crazy, or rather, reasonable, wise, and she, uh, will develop a philosophical theme in belarusian poetry at the request of the editors of youth poetess mayor.

there is still fear in me with love, and yes, hatten grabs the will. i

hurt what hurts you, i vomit what vomits you. he says, you never know what he says, you all hope that he himself will understand, that what you know will find you or find him. you, on the contrary, are someone drinking tea. he is just drinking tea, someone is walking. he's just on his way pain is my strange, sweet tart pain. your pain is bitter, honestly presses on the stomach, pain hurts, like a wedge. wedge is a treatment. those half of the new center on the mustache of extremely minsk are

an orthodox holy or soviet monastery a spiritual, quiet, calm place at the top or others, a bunch of people and not young and young sorcerers are chosen, the poetess maresh klyar , and she’s not here you are a horseshoe, and she’s not the only one at the request of the people veshiry student theater stage a performance on a military theme staggers not overpriced or even.

today we have a great joy came to us guys, students of the belarusian state university. it has become a tradition. they have come to us many times already. creativity through god is a special hypostasis. that's when they express their emotions feelings. it turns out very beautifully and very wisely and very important. citizens

and women of the soviet union today at 4:00 am called the war years no stress, i xenia some like

to talk about the memory. i'm talking about granny were at the front collecting front-line fun. the bombing came and attacked maria nazarov, thinking about them , yes it helps. yes, it helps not to stray from the right path. when the sky brightened a little, we went out together with water and bread and heard a distant cannonade, a sobbing heavy measured goal. that army tore, the blockade ring fired at our enemy, i

have a ringing cat here, i like my crate here. podlimyati i love, though, and you?

on may 9, 1945, i was 15. i was the eleventh youngest child in the family. when did the war start? i was left alone with my mother, my brothers and sister went to the front, and my father was in the gulag at that moment. when did the news come that

the nazis had capitulated and victory was ours? mom began to cry, she didn’t cry for her father, she cried for the victory. immediately after this news, i ran to the center of the village. i remember, it was cold in the wind and only the flag. nora executive developed the people there were a lot of people in the square. everyone shouted , the soldiers shook in their arms, the joy was higher than the sky, indescribable happiness arose even from one thought. i was starving, i was afraid of the bombing and now this will not happen. the village to return and winners and prisoners and then then as usual, the mother gathered the table.

what could you gather potatoes to milk? millions of belarusians were killed by the injections of the great aisha war, and i remember the memory of their life in different corners of the country in the places of traeding and weaving at the gates. remember akhlar and hero are great and

small pits shackle belarusian complexes memory of the earth the memorial complex of the pit is located near the central part of minsk on the hiding places of melnikayte and zaslavskaya streets , showing a deep pit with a 25 m diameter sampled on the bottom of the father of the kaida and historical and cultural chestnut. degrading the bronze sculptural composition from the black granite obelisk, open the way to the alley. the righteous among the nations has been established that it was guarded not from 1946 in 1995, when the foundation was placed on the alley, the sculptural composition complemented the complex of the tenth linden of 2000. quiet

the center of the belarusian capital, where is everything and those with their inexperienced move and nothing, but in terrible days and the ocean served, and here in 1940 others. forty minutes away from where it was the dog quarry near novokuyli minsk - this was the foundation pit for malinka's houses , tatar gardens. it’s to remove the nose, it’s such a swish, as if i’m walking, and klim climb up under this place, then you’ll hit the square, the jubilee vogli. this is vermic. you are such districts of our city of minsk because this bad guy obeys and will be tsarakovskaya which was inhabited by the minavita jew. quiet and dillio i died in the ural quarters with the passage of the german fascist invaders from 1941, and

the terrible and tragic side of the biographies flared up, the meat of the wahaya auraism minsk iota. today, to see the state of the amnits from this place of the visitor, they ask 27 bronze figures to disappear at once, 17 misdemeanors unis. at the pit on a sokovitsky day in 1942 . i'm on the table with a shank for 5.000 euros in minsk near the jewish tradition. that's how i would not tower urysah. you can lay the pearl of the children's song roscopacho on here is the beer in the images. which ones have not yet been born by a woman themselves, which ones, together with my children, i will only be born and everyone goes down. on the underbelly of the fascist occupation, i

laid down the third jaska from the rape of minsk kalya at rei's eighty thousand people, and only about three to 5,000 survived from the holocaust, the minsk etta. was one of the most exuberant lessons in leaf fall, 45 steps. the deported jews from germany , austria and the dzheyhiya tadysh-shouldered, the first mass slaughterers, replenished. however, later i zamarazova dusted verninska. berlin crushes such an i, as it were, minds that it will be possible to score already , it will hesitate, i’m stuffed for what, because the kalists tried to dig up graves, ditches, pits, thankfully they couldn’t do it from terminating and dug them up. you are the one who managed to succeed in winter by kneading it to exhale the bones. deer them. you are five thousand of them, like shooting your death to another juicer. on the 540th of another

year, the day of the bright yaurian sveta , they were slaughtered in the city, they were slaughtered just on the territory of the ghetto, and the labors were only taken there, only thrown off. well, this place, and it will live for us, but for me, minsk has already mixed this with the residential zone of our city, and the zhikhars of the city of minsk will bag this place near the top, and she will pass one to one, that at least go look there the land is being stolen. even if others were punished like that, because it was a juicer and punished that it became a shervon in the dream , the third ones turned out that there were all sorts of rivers there, of course, the war would end, then you jewish survived. i will not shush the place of my identity. so that was the trajectory. so it is