Together - more fun! And the rain is afraid to be more cheerful, and the echoes to be called out, and the secret language to invent ...

And it's impossible to divide singly and singly into singles, it's absolutely necessary to have a comrade there!

In general, without a friend anywhere. Therefore, the kitten Gav and the puppy made friends. Now they go to visit each other and walk together.

Where it became more interesting to live! It is necessary, say, a puppy for a cutlet to hide. Then the kitten will help him: hide it in the stomach, and deal with the end. No one will find a cutlet anymore, no one will take it!

In Moscow, there are places that can be called "Bulgakov": here the writer lived and worked, funny stories happened to him there. But especially the interests of those locations, which placed the author of the heroes of the novel "The Master and Margarita."

In places that played an important role in the life of Mikhail Bulgakov, and in those places that are noted in the novel, the guests of the excursion will be lucky with the retro tram "302-BIS". If you dive into the past, if you dive headlong into the world of the Bulgakov novel, then only on such a tram - stylish, beautiful. Such a tram - like an echo of the past times, missed several decades, which passed unnoticed.

But Moscow, undoubtedly, has changed. What did Bulgakov's contemporaries and the author of the "Master and Margarita" see? ..

"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.

Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.

So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...

"Let the person be no more than the eye of an ant - but the personality is a person! So I think! "

The Horton elephant is an example of honesty and decency, from someone, and it's not a shame to learn from him! It does not matter which creature is big, small or very tiny, the elephant Horton treats everyone with the greatest respect. It is a person, even a tiny one. He will not let him exterminate the city, even if this city is the size of a fuzz!

And if an elephant had to sit out an egg, he would not abandon the chick for anything in the world. And cold and hunger are not terrible to him, because the main thing is not to let the egg freeze, from there the whole person will soon hatched! And it turned out that a slogan came out of the egg - after all, his elephant was hatching! Whatever you say, and this was a worthy retribution for his labors - the elephant Horton was happy when he saw the toddler!

The woman Dog tamed, lured him with a sweet bone, now the Dog will sit on a leash and guard the dwelling, now he - along with the Man, lives in his family. Now he is home.

The woman has tamed the cow: the cow was tempted by a succulent grass, fragrant hay, has agreed to stand in a stall, to give to the person milk, to be - a domestic cow.

I tamed the Horse, now the Horse serves the man, there was also the horse once-wild, but became-home.

And Cat? It would be useful to tame a cat, she would catch mice and cradle a child, rumble and mourn, sing songs to him ... Yes, only how will you tame it, masterful? She walks by herself ...

The wicked sorcerer disliked the gentle, beautiful fairy and bewitched her! From now on, the fairy is a little defenseless girl. She lives in the forest ... Who will help her to regain her former appearance?

Only those who are brave in heart and are able to do good deeds unselfishly, can save the fairy from the spell. Yes, that's just not everyone will pass such a test, because those who help others free of charge and with a pure heart, not so much in this world. And all those who showed cowardice are imprisoned by a sorcerer ...

Will the lumberjob Goran manage to go through hard trials and help the fairy?

"I was a bright person, from whom no one was light."

It's hard for Ivan Petrovich ...

For twenty years he manages the estate of his deceased sister. Her adult daughter calls his uncle Vanya.

He lives fussily and joylessly, accusing others of this. He never married, he suffers from loneliness. Why did he condemn himself to such a fate?

The former husband of his deceased sister comes to the estate, a professor to whom Uncle Vanya has been helping with money for many years. Uncle Vanya falls in love with the young wife of the scientist, Elena. His neighbor, the doctor, is also fascinated by the beauty.

Passions are heating up. Elena does not like her husband. But is she able to change it?

A selfish professor proposes to sell his sister's estate and buy a dacha. For Uncle Vanya, this will be the end of his familiar life. He is so angry that he shoots a relative.

Director Andron Konchalovsky used in the play several original cinematographic techniques.

Why do people not understand and torture each other?

"How long ago it was, and was there anyway what was ..."

With these words from a letter written more than a hundred years ago, a performance begins.

Sisters Prozorov are deeply unhappy. These noble young women never found their place in life.

Most recently their father died, the general. Grief from this loss is difficult for them to survive.

They are gasping for the boredom of a provincial city, and most importantly for lack of love.

And their only brother is unmarried.

The eldest of sisters does not like and does not respect her husband.

The average sister remained an old maid. It seeks to fill the void of its life with a multitude of unnecessary deeds.

The younger sister fell in love, but is afraid even to admit it.

How to survive in the whirlpool of passions and anxieties? Men do not live up to their expectations.

They dream about interesting work, about a new life in a big city, about Moscow.

But it's impossible to escape from oneself.

There was a hut at the hare, good, strong, sound. And Fox has an ice hut, unreliable: the spring has come and the house of Lisichkin has melted. Where should Lisa go now?

She knocked at the house and asked him to stay. Could not refuse the good-natured Hare, let the redhead to her, and she took him from home and throw him out with a suitcase!

A bear needs a hare of help, a bull, and a dog, but where can the beasts and Lisa manage! All of it threatens, screams, that it only needs to jump out - some scraps from the friends of the Zaykins will remain!

And then the Rooster appeared. Someone, and he, with a voracious, instantly squeezed the Fox. As Fox heard, that the Cock was threateningly screaming - frightened, out of Fox's house - out!

Can the Hare now live-live in his hut, do not be deceived!

I'm not from you, Mom, I'm leaving, I'm leaving the mess.

Snow flakes fall softly and unhurriedly from the sky. White fluffs sweep before my eyes, remain on eyelashes and cool streams flow down the cheeks. And let your life seem unbearable to you, your hands fall down powerlessly. But you promised your mother that you will be strong.

Sometimes it is worth forgetting all the blatant ideas of our civilization and paying attention to what was known to the wildest savages - respect for the mother. Maternal love is a black hole. It absorbs even the most vile and vile things. Lies, betrayal, uneaten breakfast.

When there is no reason for resentment, anything can serve as an excuse. Even semolina porridge. And how else should you behave when you are already pounding your nasty lumps against your throat? Turn around and leave. And it does not matter that it's winter outside, dark and minus thirty. Resentment and anger warm better than sheepskin coats. Sometimes I want it so cold. To the heart - ice, soul - concrete, stone. To look - snow, frost. And sometimes almost it turns out. You already feel this cold in your soul, you wait for it, you are ready for it ... but for some reason your mother looks into your eyes and starts to smile.

Wars are cursed by mothers. Manka is cursed by children.

Was it because Hama Bruta was gone, that he was afraid? Or because he was tempted?

The student of the theological seminary could not stand, could not stand the test with witch charms.

He sang the humble pantochka humbly, recited the prayers regularly, and even circled the circle around himself to protect himself from demonic forces. And all the same, he was overcome by a witch.

Three nights fought Homa with temptation. The first survived, the second survived, and the third broke. What prevented him from remaining faithful to the light? Why did he succumb to demonic charms?

In an enchanted world in which it is dangerous to go beyond the circle, losing is not necessarily a loss, and victory is not always a victory. Homa Brutus fought, and his struggle became the expression of his bold soul. Fight: a philosopher - with loneliness, a seminarian - with temptation, a poet - with death, - is destined from the beginning. And there is no end to this struggle.