minsk avenue has a unique integrity. this is truly the last example of a classic. and could not imagine what passions were boiling around the belarusian capital and its main avenue in forty-fourth, immediately after liberation from the fascists. and with what labor, what heroic efforts of its residents it was erected. in july 1944, in the high offices of the central committee of the party in moscow, the fate of the belarusian capital was being decided. a group of authoritative architects was invited to the next meeting with the secretary of the central committee of the cpsu malinkov. their opinion is unanimous. the capital of the bssr must be built in a new place. this will be cheaper than restoring a practically. destroyed city. borisov was proposed as one of the options and the arguments that in water-rich belarus, all large cities arose on the banks of full-flowing rivers. the first secretary of the central committee of the communist party of belarus , pantileimonko, who was invited to the meeting, was categorically ag

minsk avenues all the beauty - this is like a legacy of the past, you can say, the chronicle was changing before your eyes, i remember this time well, inspired young zochi, i i remember how concrete mixers drove up day and night one after another and laid concrete. architecture is not some element of clothing, a scarf or a tie, today it went out of fashion, there it was replaced. another suit, but this remains for centuries, a bass knife in a village, to trip up a fool, to wish for dewy grasses with a holy, silver, you have such lyrics, you know, cozy for autumn, you wrap yourself in a wicker basket and so my way, but poetry is a special gift, not everyone can do it, computers have learned to solve checkers problems, but have not learned to compose, i even listened, and then, when men, you firewood and there's such a chorale here, i even started crying. hello, this is the program say don't be silent. in the studio are victoria popova and tatyana shchyurbina. and today our guest is an architect, poet, composer, athlete, anatoly shabalin. hello, anatoly andreevich. hello. well, i want to no

all the beauty of minsk avenues is like a legacy of the past, one might say, the chronicle was changing before your eyes, i remember this time well, inspired by the young zochi, i remember how they drove up day and night. that on the mixers one after another and concreted architecture - this is not some item of clothing a scarf or a tie has gone out of fashion today a suit has replaced it with another one but this remains for centuries a basonoknife on a settlement a fool to stumble dewy grasses holy silver to want you have such lyrics you know cozy for autumn in summer you will wrap yourself up and so my way well poetry is a special gift not everyone can do this computers have learned to solve. problems, but have not learned to compose, i listened, then, when men, there is such a chorus, i even had tears. hello, on the air is the program "say don't be silent", in the studio victoria popova and tatyana shchyurbina. and today our guest, architect, poet, composer, athlete, anatoly shabalin. hello, anatoly andreevich. yes, the city, including architecture, do you agree with this? i agree,

only independence avenue in minsk, but it is still an avenue, here is a street without end, this is definitely the pride of novopolotsk. well, in in the next hall we have a wonderful opportunity to dive into the lives of the people who started the history of this beautiful city. and the young people of that time worked for the idea. but of course, some kind of calling was still important for them, so believe me, it was very important, you will end up in tingazet either for a good reason, like here, or for a bad reason, so this is how information was transmitted at that time. yes, such a kind of instagram existed in the past, and the main information that has reached modern historians is personal diaries. it is thanks to them that we know how the construction guys lived at that time. the diary begins from the first day. june 7 , fifty-eighth year, i suggest you feel like a komsomol girl, a pioneer of the construction of that time, just imagine, in fifty-eighth year you would also wear such wonderful dresses, listen to such records on such radios and live in such a room, in the morning you would