the peace treaty, begins again with the construction of the black sea fleet, it is then that fyodor tyuchevhis native land will come into its own again russian land, the sea bequeathed to us, again with a free wave, and having forgotten the shame of the past, caresses its native shore, but never in its history... russia has never lost crimea so mediocrely, absurdly and absurdly as in 1954, when secretary general nikita sergeevich kharushchev with one stroke of the pen in one day took and transferred the populated russian to the ukrainian region of the ussr. and the limit was in 1954, did anyone ask us where we should go, hello, they hung a zupynka , when we lived in ukraine, all the documents were in ukrainian, this was problematic, there is no subject russian literature, for example, this from the simplest. when pushkin, this is the section of foreign literature, i tried to honestly, absolutely honestly teach and read all ukrainian literature, but also taras grigorievich shevchenko, basically this is such a stream of graphomania that, frankly, it was even embarrassing to go through it some

the peace treaty and begins again with the construction of the black sea fleet, it is then that fyodor tyuchev his famous lines , the native russian land will come into its own again, the sea bequeathed to us will again be a free wave, and having forgotten the shame of the past, russia is not like in 1954, when the secretary general lost crimea so mediocrely, ridiculously and absurdly, nikita sergeevich kharushchev with one stroke of the pen in one day took and transferred the populated russian to the ukrainian ussr region, and the limit was in 1954, did anyone ask us where? and so the crimeans in the ninety-first year voted for the creation of the crimean republic not as part of ukraine, but as part of the soviet union. and this is the key. once pushkin traveled through crimea, he was fascinated by its unique beauty. the memory of him is also kept by the raevskys’ house in gurzuf, sitting under this cypress tree, pushkin loved to listen to the incessant voice of the sea, and often dawn found him here. we lived in gurzuf, in gurzuf everyone rented apartments for rubles, and we came from the ba

withdraws from the peace treaty, begins again with the construction of the black sea fleet, then fyodor tyuchevs own: of the famous line, the native russian land, bequeathed to us by the sea, again comes into its own, again with a free wave, and forgetting the past in shame, caresses its native shore, but never in its history has russia lost crimea so mediocrely and absurdly and absurdly as in 1954, when general secretary nikita sergeevich kharushchev with one stroke of the pen in one day took and handed over the populated russian mi. ukrainian ussr and the limit was 1954, did anyone ask us where? the russian spirit has always been very strong here, because we lived in ukraine, all the documents were in ukrainian, this was problematic, there was no subject. russian literature, for example, this is from the simplest, when pushkin, this is the section of foreign literature, i tried to honestly, absolutely honestly teach and read all ukrainian literature, but besides the same taras grigorievich shevchenko, basically this is such a stream graphomania, that to be honest, it was even somehow embarras

and zhukovsky knew the mood in capital, well, tyuchev , our wonderful poet, fyodor ivanovich, knew theto that of a victim of a reckless thought, you hoped, perhaps, that your blood would become scarce in order to melt the eternal pole, as soon as it sparkled, it flashed, on the centuries-old top of the ice, the iron winter died. became symbols and martyrs if they especially did not succeed, but indeed the trace that the decembrists left in our history, it was very deep and long-lasting, apparently it... is still present with us, but the decembrists really laid the foundations of this revolutionary tradition in our country , which was also written about by hercin, whom i have already quoted, well, let’s say nikolai ogorev, with whom, together with herzon, he vowed to fight the autocracy on the voravyovy hills, well, let me remind you of his poem in memory of rayleigh, they were whispering everywhere, notebooks were in lists... 1917, well, from the spring days there was a direct road to the autumn days, and of course one cannot help but remember vladimir ilyevich in connection with this