stop shooting. the building is surrounded by resistance useless, come on.

but get up. get up

until tomorrow until tomorrow, the winter city is like a fairy tale i leave the children's slides on a sled, this city is my inheritance.

a string of winter days rushes by quickly, and the glitter of lights and the motto with me are with me , the city of joy with grief, so that your complex disturbing world becomes clearer to me than snowflakes and my heart is strictly street. hearts

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in the summer our river is so picturesque that in simple words. well, you probably won’t express about her, as our local wrote malorita poet gennady mishchuk. shout. rita boasts of their life howling quiet, crayfish, such little ones, such a palette, a piece of the motherland, a mile , a snatch, here is a clear sky, something else. in bright expanses, fresh bread is wider than what,

of course, the appearance, today's greats, well , it has changed a lot before. it was an old village with fruit trees. there were some less decorations near the yards. now people are trying to make it more comfortable and be their own and more beautiful yards planted with beautiful ornamental plants. fortunately , we also have our own nurseries on the territory. velikorety. everyone tries to decorate their yard with flowers. well, some kind of more beautiful fence, of course, there is still a lot of work ahead, but the high rate is quietly. ours is being transformed into a more modern village. although history. it goes back to the 15th century. here, then it was only the first information about our village appeared. next to my father's house

, well, this is the village in which i was born next to the greatness, almost here the distance is very small before the war, there were no people at all, they lived one and a half, and then after the war these one and a half came to one village. well, probably the farm vein in people remained, and i wanted to live in razdolnoe, so we built our own house too. a little bit, as it were, on a farm on one side of the road there is a village, and on the other side our farm is zababye, what was it called there? our village stretches along the former kovel postal route, and therefore it always had some kind of purpose of its own, probably that trade routes passed through it with its development. she is probably grateful for the proximity of cities and brest and the malority of the regional center. another girl dreamed of everything, even in the third

grade she dreamed of being an astronaut. well , once all the children dreamed of the soviet union, but then the farther, the dreams became real and i wanted to become a grain grower in my native land and leave after graduating from school. well, not far, not close to our belarusian agricultural academy, it’s true, they were very funny. when asked. you, where do you study at the academy oh, and what kind of psychosis? a? well, nevertheless, she came to her native collective farm, began to work. well, already an agronomist i still had this in my youth, that, probably, she played some kind of her pride when older people came and asked. here, tell me how it is, how i can treat a pig. i am ashamed to admit that i am an agronomist. how do i know, i 'll treat a pig there, but it was an incentive for self-development, you quickly look for literature, there was no internet. well, the owner wrote out the journal then once, once he found it, he said. yeah

, she thinks like this that the scientist doesn’t, because you won’t admit that you didn’t know this. ask christya asking, hi please. in a village without a farm. well, no, of course we kristi the cow was kept and the christians kept leaves to leaves. come here. well, the cow is already our age is already running out a little and the cow is already old, so we decided to get ourselves a new team member. here we have these angel goats. they don't pout yet. they are still very young girls. well, the animal is very interesting, there are faces in our farm, and roosters and guinea fowls and chickens and piglets. so , of course, we have no time to be bored, and especially when children come for their fun, even more than enough. come here. oh you

sweet apple lovers. the breadmaker sorts out the potatoes, and such comrades who are dirty, if something falls on the ground, they will not eat. come on, clean, really, the cat, of course, is in the village. when you still live in your own milk, it is much tastier than what they ask here for their store-bought milk, keep it. even your own fat, and even then it is probably tastier than what you buy in a store, and communication with animals when it comes to chests. the first thing they do is run to the barn to see how our friends, the cow pigs, are doing. well, goats. oh wow, well done! do without the economy, of course, today you can already have everything in stores, but it has its own, firstly, it is environmentally friendly. secondly, the soul probably asks for communication with nature, if you have been accustomed since childhood that there is something in the yard

besides you, besides dogs, cats, and even a larger animal, then you really want someone to be on selection. she worked on a collective farm. the children were small, it was hard to leave every day in the morning and return in the evening, especially since they kept their own household, and that’s it, well, they invited me to work at school. well somehow there did not linger. i thought i would go a little, but i stayed for quite a long time for more than 20 years. although, to be honest, my husband and i went to the forest for mushrooms, and harvesters were harvesting on the field. well , somewhere it pinched, let's go. i 'll go up to the bridge as a machine operator, i'm going to use the harvester there, and for some reason the tears roll, because it's more er rye, which goes towards such golden ones. well, anyway, somewhere right there, probably, it still remains, that’s why at school i have such professions that are very connected with

the land of this biology and plus a professional children's education. can you tell me why it took so long? probably because children are our future, no matter how much you want to grow trees to raise children. something seems to be raising our future to them. it is also necessary to instill to explain that our earth is the best of all in any region, you still come back here, and in a special way it hurts your heart, even if there are some shortcomings somewhere, it’s all your own and well, therefore, probably , i stayed at school so, well, in general, i really am a very rich person. i have my children, three grandchildren of the north, and also rich in very good people in the school team support each other in difficult moments, help difficulties, prompt in joys, rejoice with you. during the war, our great territory suffered a lot of upheavals and disasters. here is

the territory of the school on the site, which was the gendarmerie. we have with our little young heroes a monument to olga abramov, the former secretary of the komsomol organization. desire is far away, she is from school and her partisans were connected, but, unfortunately, a traitor was found, who handed over the girl to the fascists, the young defenseless girl was held by the fascist nazis. with some kind of brutal ecstasy, she did not give away where the partisans were; the germans tied up, spruce growing here and tore the young body to pieces with shepherd dogs. there were a lot of farms of small villages that were located on convenient pieces of land, well, among our woodland of brest one of these villages was the green buddha village, which consisted of 20 houses, well, during the great patriotic war, many of the men went to

the partisans as they were based here a partisan detachment named after chernak, the germans learned that ships were often imposed . partisans one early morning, we took cars and stunned the surroundings of the forest, these are german punishers. the green buddhas arrived in the village in the barn. and the village of green will repeat the fate in the village of huts 30 people were burned , someone shot someone burned 18, of which were children, the green village will not be rebuilt. so it didn’t appear on the map of our belarus anymore, only when you come here you can hear how the birds of the dead guys sing they say.

and this is such a forge yes, i bought myself such a little thing, and you consider that almost kuzminki with such a tail scorpio is designed for comfortable safe reliable convenient movement of passengers, yes, yes, landing is considered the most difficult type of activity

the spirit is strengthened from the strength of the body, and our program will strengthen your knowledge about sports at 15:03.040.0. and how is he talking about the sport kirill answer is tennis absolutely right, we are talking about tennis, how the abbreviation trp defense stands for defense program participants will fight in battle mind that at the awards ceremony they raise in honor of the athlete who won the competition this time, no questions for correct answers. they will get points, and for the wrong to lose their sports equipment, the name of which is literally translated from english as a snowboard. what country do you represent in the intellectually sports show heading game

on belarus 24 tv channel? near the village of greatness, not so far away, there is another small village, a staircase, a monument, to the wives of the red guard, when you the brest fortress, when the germans were under siege, andrey mitrofanovich kizhevatov, told the wives of the red guards that it was our duty to defend the fortress, and your duty as mothers to save our children, leave the germans released the women then the locals sheltered

magnificence with us, but i found and handed over these women to them along with other wives. in an open truck. it was here on this territory that they shot. if we talk about the fact that someone is buried here, then the family of andrei mitrofanovich, kirovatov, his wife, his three children and his mother , plus wives are also buried. but not only this is sad, this is our earth there further, if you go deep into the forest, you can stumble upon the place of execution of the female inhabitants when they were taken away? men and women's wives grabbed children, they say, since you take our husbands. we, too, will go into the world for our husbands, that we will stay with them, too, the women did not know that the germans would bring and force them to dig, the ditches along which these men and women were lined up, and only as

an adult i found out that among these women there was the first my grandfather's wife, along with her little son three years old. that there is my uncle, it turns out that you really, as it were, are connected by blood with this land in our schoolchildren constantly move here to clean near the monument, put it in order to bow to the memory of those people who are buried here. people loved people lived people dreamed of something raised children. but the war just washed everything away. well, it shouldn't be. magnificent is very inextricably linked with other villages. high from the stove village. there were many very famous people from the village of dubichina from here, including from our fellow countrymen miss education after the war , platon vasilievich saveevich, who

contributed to the opening of our school, was born and raised here in the village of gusar, a famous artist. ah, nikolai selishchuk. well, our people in general. it seems to me that when other villages visit, of course it's ugly. so to say our people are the most beautiful and our children, when you come in, perform somewhere. well, the same thing, beautiful and most pleasant probably because they are the most, well, we are dear to our hearts. our people are generally wonderful, they are, firstly, good-natured well, in the village you know everyone, what was his name? what were the names of his parents, the names of his grandfathers. so i remember when they went out to dig potatoes, hay all together, and people sang, when i was still working on a collective farm. i remember our field growers are going to sort out potatoes all over the place. all of our belarusian polesye, including brest, is pierced like threads by rivers, well, for us, of course, the most

expensive. this is our rita because she is the most beautiful, the closest to the heart in general about ritus. there are a lot of legends. eat one such legend is that once a landowner, when he took these lands, looked at the river, which meanders among the wives among the marshes , he says, it is necessary to dig it, dug, dug, dug the river, but beyond the upper reaches, and the pan was not enough shouting, you never know he screamed until he himself fell in there and drowned. well, here already more than the second half of the river, which is less canalized and more sinuous, has remained in such a primitive course. she is great, as it were, a knight is more called great. probably because she once spilled over all these open spaces and today, even it is, as it were, developed quite strongly , and the forest was rafted along it very often,

because here there was a manor, which at one time and on the breeze appeared quietly. the forest, in general, it is believed that the vikings once even reached us along this river, because from the baltic the bukhovets and the pressure got into our somewhere. well, sometimes you want to believe that maybe somewhere in our blood flows. such is the blood of the viking traveler, then there is a dream to visit. i wish scandinavia was somewhere else, if of course, another tape that lived here, when takova was like that and it wasn’t a wife, the beauty and the bear lived in the forge, and the prince rode by on a boat, saw this wife beauty and decided that a matchmaker came to her, he kovalev says. give me your wife. and well, of course, it is seen that men gave, of course, their wives. yes, and the bear reared up at the prince , the prince was frightened, but he still decided

to take rita's wife in larisa rita for himself, but women are quite beloved among us and they love only men from them, so it’s obvious that she got angry, ran into the river and drowned. well, who knows? what kind of legend is correct, but in any case, i think that they probably called rita rita because they dug the channels and leveled it, because on such a river, which is very winding, it was hard to rid the same forest somewhere, and to catch fish. but it has always been in our area, as if it were the basis for our residents and they took water from here and cattle after in the floodplain of the rita river and children, basically everyone runs to swim in the river, of course. she's already cute now, which is a pity. i wish our rita was

full-flowing, but this is already a problem of all the small years of our belarus it is magnificently located on the lands of not very rich, but this region has always been famous for people who love the land and love work once this territory of our greatness of its surrounding forces was a strawberry paradise everywhere earth. they gave a lot. well, in principle, no one really limited the land in business, because the poor earth well, they also occupied clearings in the forests. all were planted with strawberries. as far as i can remember, there are 10 baskets for bicycles. i'll put on there these 100 kg are carried by these people, and strawberries, despite the poor lands. it is quite possible to disperse and with economic activity we have farmers who grow cucumbers and tomatoes, all the people gather there and birch bark. they still feed a little, there are also people on an industrial scale who grow ornamental plants

and blueberry seedlings. khvoynikov, well, thanks to them, probably, i think that a couple more years. the village in general will be favorably distinguished by its beauty. here in this place was once wasteland, well, just an empty place . the owners were found and they made such a wonderful nursery a kindergarten for ornamental plants. hello olga good afternoon. yes , indeed, some time ago there was a wasteland on which nothing grew. well , as you can see, now it is beautiful here, everything is blooming and despite such an early time. we are already in full operation. people are working preparing plants in order to please everyone and our residents, including

the guests who come to us. well, you at all well done. here, your pet sponsored us near the school after the hurricane, when the trees fell out, the tulks of you, here the birds sing chic in general, next to the fish, yes, next to us, the gray heron lives there. these are our permanent ones, not even guests, but more residents, because, probably. we are guests here, they appeared before us before the nurseries, you will make herons. yes, yes, well, there is, of course , planting eggs on herons, but this will bring out the truth, yes, well, a very good place, of course, here, thanks to such people , our village will probably flourish. turn around. it seems to me that you can even do more than in the city you become a little faceless, and looking at our here and these farmers who are engaged in cucumbers, tomatoes and blueberries, and even many people are engaged in some kind of their own crafts for activity

is quite large, and the possibilities of the internet, please tv. eh, everything is available and our area is no worse than in the city. no, we have maria on our brilliance of polissya, of course, but if you want to admire the water surface, you can come to the ponds. this old complex of fish ponds near the village of velikoletov and less ruda was once the oldest complex of fish ponds in belarus. it exists today and our birds have chosen it very much, especially over my yard. often observed flying. swans in a couple only whistle their wings and fly to the ponds. it's going on here. partially, these ponds are part of the gusat reserve, and here in this 148 species of various birds are the majority, of which

20 species are located on these ponds, of which we protect them. on the territory of the complex of these ponds, uh, about 148 species various birds, 20 of which are species, some places specially protected here. well, i didn't really see it. of course i'm his nest and but he hides from people. also lives, the largest owl in belarus filin near the river rita are connected to the river. uh, you can see the corncrake which is too, well, how globally disappearing species? there are a lot of ducks , mute swans, which often fly by, land and nest here. these ponds abounded with both carp and crucian carp, and for a time they even raised huge catfish that might not fit such

a large basket, but come and admire nature. it is possible at any time. in addition, aspen mushrooms often grow in half here, which divide the ponds. you can collect them to listen to the birds and feed the swans. well, just relax your soul in these expanses of water. leaving for the city yes, it’s not like leaving for a long time. i had no intention of going there at all. it was a temporary dislocation for the duration of my studies. and so i have never been drawn to the city, if necessary, please, 20 minutes, 30, you are already in the city, but even children. so i think that they are a little deprived when they envy the city. i say children. you don't ever envy the city kids. they never hear how the roosters begin to sing in the morning; they don’t hear the nightingale, which they don’t even see stars like we see here . cows don't know what is on earth. how the first flower is knocked out, so

i think that rural children, probably, well, somehow richer. these little-modified forests were once included in our local nature reserve gander, because there were cranberry plots on which can people harvested cranberries, in which a lot of bird species live and easily. we are in the forest, you can somewhere, when walking, meet a roe deer hare. well, sometimes the elk comes out.