Какая свобода, какая чудесная удаль, какая меткость, точность во всем и какой необыкновенный народный солдатский язык - ни палочки, ни задоринки, ни единого фальшивого, готового, то есть -пошлого слова! " - так писал и.а.бунин о поэме александра твардовского "василий теркин". эта поэма, одна из вершин творчества твардовского, давно уже вошла в классический ряд . удивительно, что о самой жестокой войне можно было написать с такой силой. сам по себе весь рассказ вызывает незабываемые впечатления которые радуют меня при каждом чтении!
Не had been sitting inside the bar for about half an hour when he found that a little girl was standing alongside him. «Do you know that children under the age of sixteen are not allowed to be here? Have you seen the notice on the door?» The girl shook her head. He thought that the assistant would ask her to leave the place. Instead, in a more kindly tone he said: «Is there anyone you are looking for here? If you stay outside for a while, I'll give you a lift home». He didn't know why he had made that offer.
Не had been sitting inside the bar for about half an hour when he found that a little girl was standing alongside him. «Do you know that children under the age of sixteen are not allowed to be here? Have you seen the notice on the door?» The girl shook her head. He thought that the assistant would ask her to leave the place. Instead, in a more kindly tone he said: «Is there anyone you are looking for here? If you stay outside for a while, I'll give you a lift home». He didn't know why he had made that offer.