easant origin: " My old man, he was a peasant, here am I - a peasant s sont. " Maxim Gorky, Alexei Tolstoy hailed him as a great national poet.
He " was always himseif. " I never lie at heart"- Yesenin said. Open - hearted and ready to give peoplt everything he had. The writer Nikolai Nikitin noted: " He was a man both complex and simple in his own way. " Vesenin was a truly great national poet.
Ученик : Land I Love! Of stacks of sunshine
Locked in cosy pools I dream.
How I d like to my bearings
In your symphonies of green.
Everything I greet nd welcome,
Glad my feelings to display.
To this land I vecme, intending
Very soon to go away.
Край любимый! Сердцу снятся
Скирды солнца в водах лонных.
Я хотел бы затеряться
В зеленях твоих стозвонных.
Все встречают, все приемлю,
Рад и счастлив душу вынуть.
Я пришёл на эту землю,
Чтобскрейеёпокинуть.
Ученик . : - Hey there, Russia, mother country,
Cottges in icon guise. . .
Never-ending land of wonder,
Vistas blue that suck the eyes.
If the heavenly host should bg me:
"Come to live in heaven abone!"
I shall sy: "Don t give me heaven
But the Russia that I Love".
" Гой ты, Русь моя родная. . . "
Much n Yesenin s poetry is uniquely national, appealing above all to Russia hearts. The poet Nikolai Tikhnov said: " The man of the future will also read Yesenin as people read him today. . . His poems cannot grow old. "
Life - a lie wiht charming sadness
That is where lies her strength
And wiht her rought hand,
She writes the word of fate.
Учитель: Есенин ушёл из жизни в 1925 году в гостинице "Анг
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