we jointly on the first channel of ministerial culture, recalls the famous lines of a poem by vasily zhukovskyof all friends, the country where we first tasted the sweetness of being, fields, hills, native native sky, dear, light, familiar streams of the golden games of the first years of the first years, the lessons that your beauty is famous ugly saint what heart does not tremble blesses you there, everything there kind step dear home, there are our wives and children, and we have their tears before the creator. we are their life fence, there the virgins are the charm of our days and the dream of friends , the priceless swiss throne and the ashes of kings and ancestors, the ashes, sacred for them, friends, all our blood is on the enemy. let's look at the strength of the dachas for the motherland, love will light the graves of the fathers. you know, i thought now there is no objectivity, so to speak historical, there is still some correct thing vladimir vladimirovich said back, so that if there was an american, he would act the same way, but we are not americans. we are with you russian news.