yes, i found confirmation, it turned out not to be a myth, but a reality. well, i have a question for borisov stone, because so far i ’ve made a wish, but it hasn’t come true yet, but time must pass, it doesn’t happen that hop-hop, that’s it, yeah, yeah, we not in a fairy tale, lena, well, i found monuments, the most significant ones that exist in polotsk, this is a monument in the letter u, non-warehouse, short, i found a monument.

love, it was probably a project rock-paper-scissors quest, solving mysteries and destroying legends while airbrushing card, as it’s correctly called, i’m in the center of europe, yes, uh-huh, uh-huh, that’s when the operator walks, he’s very springy,

the theme of quality is the main one this year, and it’s not just about a good product, the meaning is much deeper, it’s about ours with you life. our country will have its own national mark, a state sign, which will mark all the best. make yours unique, product control will be placed at a higher level. if many of your qualities are accepted sincerely, tomorrow life in belarus will become better. everyone knows what belarusian means qualitatively, hence the high demand in foreign markets. by the way, six new countries have been added to the export treasury. these are argentina, turkmenistan, kenya, colombia, kuwait, japan. cooperation between belarus and china is developing super dynamically. trade turnover increased 130 times, with the participation of chinese capital.

this place is called sub-rainbow, i come here often, take an ax, look for dry trees, cut down sculptures, etc. and i walk around,

admiring these forests, these meats, this place, which is very much connected with ours cerebles, and so on, our sticks come here, we find mushrooms, we collect berries from these...

and here is a flock of oak trees, this oak tree is already 500 years old, about 500 years old, it’s already great we are old, and so you’ll tell me.

.. 16 glads, here we have terables, here are these 16 glads they came here, plowed, here they sowed, here they went, every family asks for these oaks with their ancestors, well, this one is also like this, as if giving the man some thought, here what is zhytstsyo chalavechkae? like a journey, where the soul goes, because the soul does not die, it is eternal soul, there's a transition, we have a living one, a grandson, a great-grandchild, here's this

chalavechskaya soul, here's a bastard, i 'm showing these little trotters.

it’s sad and then it wasn’t all, i love hearing about these pastanovki, i don’t miss a single movie, because there weren’t any drops, i wore eggs, chickens, so that the movie ’s papas, and other people wore them, so that the windows would shut up and so that no one should fall on the window i could go to the cinema, i remember, i remember all the time... i wanted to go to the cinema, and this was my school , and i remember, i watched a film about surikov, the artist, that ’s what struck me, what impressed me was that i was going home

and then trotting, there were no pencils there, there was nothing there, only the naked ones had coal, as i remember, they were rudely trotting.

remained for the next generations, there were 16

clans, there were 16 huts, from each of these huts our village was formed, it grew and at once here we are, continuing the life of the poles.

for new people who are related. well, at our museum, at the center, here are the wooden sculptures, collected everyday things from our palyashukov, here is a processing machine, assembled,

even here is a refrigerator, a freezer hanging, a bottle, some cold storage, a freezer hanging.

the nobles were so kind, the nobles were kind enough, the hut was respected, it’s the same, we have this custom, they went to the front and 40 people, who left, did not return, so i decided to immortalize these warriors who died during the great patriotic war memory, near each house he placed a tree, their images, sculptures. such as would

characterize each image in its own way, such here is work, a broken ear, a hot saint, this is work from three wars, from one hut post, here i showed, here is a mother who went out onto the road, from the childhood of her sons, who did not return from the front, among these wars...

myane xyudsovnets on geta myasin , dza prochet mae dzetva, i am not the magician praopusitz for a day, shtob i am not a good saying to heta messa, here it was my dzyanism, my hut dzeda, may babushki, places, dza hata stayal, uspamyna, how we extracted from fears and drank honey. they were called zalepanki, geta ў the charming bees deposited honey, and we extracted, rad, this is the meat that i rejoice at, the ancestors, the living mai, that were plowed in these cemeteries, where the storks returned, most of the time, on every house there were kubla, and tsaper here are the time stalbs ...