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Becoming a father is easy. It's hard to be a father.

Forgive an impudent parent of adult children? He had not seen them for fifteen years!

Dad left the family when the children were small. The boy stayed behind the eldest - my mother drank.

Lived brother and sister is difficult. The main thing is that they survived. Now they are adults.

My brother has a small business. There is no family.

The sister is married, but on the verge of a divorce. Therefore, he is friends with the bottle. In the world of television, it's difficult to keep a husband.

The news that my father would like to meet with them was a complete surprise to them.

They will show him that they are doing well!

The brother arranged with an occasional woman. He will introduce her to his father as his wife. But who could have imagined that she would stick her nose into everything?

Father came to them with his new wife. Will he find a common language with his children?

He needs to hurry - he will have an operation.

Lyrical comedy about how difficult it is for children and parents to understand each other.

Parents who are lucky with children are usually children who are lucky with their parents.

In the children's tale, the most ridiculous absurdities are possible! If only good conquered evil!

Baba Yaga lives in a dark forest. And she has a loyal friend, a boy named Broom. He's been taking care of the old lady for three hundred years!

Once Baba Yaga and a broom found a cabbage on the bed of a baby. They called him Vanya. And the baby turned out to be a girl!

But they decided not to change their good name. And here runs a small mischievous Vanya in the woods in bast shoes and sarafan.

Once the hut on the chicken legs took down a large egg. Baba Yaga hopes that a little bathhouse will hatch from him.

She really wants to wash often, not once a year. Parry with a spruce broom!

The whole forest brothers gathered to see the miracle-egg. And someone stole it ...

Which of the intruders could take him? Crafty Koshchei immortal or wily Watery? Or the resolute Serpent Gorynych? Sassy Goblin and funny Kikimora also behave suspiciously.

Baba Yaga will whisper spells and cook a decoction of herbs.

Everything will end well! The loss will be discovered. Bathhouse all will enjoy a light steam.

An entertaining fairy story, a gay children's detective.

All the roles are performed by talented children-artists who are trying very hard.

How much in life happens by accident? And what if our whole life is accidental?

By chance, twins were born in different families at the same time. One family was rich and happy. For complete happiness, they did not have enough to buy servants for their sons.

And the other family was poor. And they had to sell the children to be served by the rich.

A terrible storm on the way home is breaking all their plans for life. Shipwreck raises them to different ends of the world and their own brothers grow up, not knowing about the existence of each other.

With one pair of twins it's easy to get confused. And what if there are twice as many?

His brother's search led him to his wife. But she takes it for her faithful. Only behaves very strange. Was he mad? A good wife is that she can not tell her husband.

And he does not mind getting deceived and hurrying to go inside the house. After all, there is a beautiful sister-in-waiting.

Everyone was mistaken. But the gods do not make mistakes. The more tests they had to go through, the more joyful the meeting.

You would be right if you did not err.

Wolf in sheep's clothing.

We are all not who we say we are. Someone wants to seem better than he really is. And someone tries on a mask from selfish interests.

This young man suffered greatly from his poverty. Well very much suffered. What kind of life, when all thoughts are only concerned with how to survive? I had to get out. After trying on a monastic robe, he went to look for a better share.

So what, what a lie. Everyone is lying. Literature is a lie. Advertising is a lie. Our banking system is a lie. Our whole life is one continuous clot of lies.

This blower acted on a big scale. I got wind of my confidence in the owner of the house, almost married my young daughter, looked at his wife with amiability. It is not difficult to deceive a person if he wants to.

But greed fraera ruined. The round sum of money, which was in his hands, brought him to clean water. Not every lie is a salvation.

What strikes harder? Lying or truth? There is no difference when your hands are handcuffed.

Her talent is to drive men mad.

Of course, not the only one. A great actress. A real diamond on the stage.

But will it also be able to brightly shine, faced with mean people?

How interesting to look at the people of the theater outside the scene! They take off their masks and show their faces. Or do they always play like on stage?

It's hard to figure out where the joy is, but where the mountain is, where the theatrical passions are, and where the real ones are.

Young, talented, but inexperienced actress hopes for a successful career in the theater.

It's not good enough to be an actress to play well on stage. The theatrical world dictates its rules - one must be more supportive of some members of society, a little more compliant, then there will be major roles. An actor, after all, is a public profession?

The girl did not see any other way than to go to the keepers. She left to conquer the capital. Well, she is not the first, not the last.

Talent can be profitable to sell.

It's not hard to marry, it's hard to be married.

But it is difficult for some to even take this first step. Say goodbye to a bachelor life - how to say goodbye to yourself.

How cozy it is in its shell. So I would have lived all my life, lying on the couch, not touching anyone.

But a restless friend recently married and decided now that everyone around should be married. I even found a bride. On all personal data - complete coincidence. A merchant's daughter, that's right.

But not only that for the bride's need to get up from a violent place, and go through a whole casting in the fight for the girl's heart.

And she does not hurry to choose. Of the six applicants, there was not one ideal. Now if the nose of one, the hair of another, the money of the third. Executor, officer, sailor, advisor ...

But for all at once to marry not to leave. I'll have to make an agonizing choice.

He, like her, lives in a world of dreams and fantasies. But dreams are not the worst thing in this world. From comedy to tragedy, one step must be taken.

Something to change, to decide something. At once!

And the final will remain open. How will the window remain open, in which the groom jumped out on the eve of the wedding.

Moral: read the fine print in the contract. Harder, but more reliable.

We all live in anticipation of a miracle. And when it happens, completely lost.

It's boring to be a pragmatist. He does not expect anything good from life, believes that he will receive only what he fights hard for.

And others believe that the saints live among us. Only not everyone manages to meet with them.

A rich aunt died. The young heir does not mourn the old woman. He's so busy! It is more important for him to arrange a lavish funeral and a wake.

Only a young girl, his aunt's maid, is going through the death of her mistress. But she does not even have anyone to share her grief with.

A naive and frank girl so want to talk about the last hours of life of an elderly woman. She does not understand the strict orders of a good house. Why are the relatives of the deceased so indifferent?

Go to get warm in a rich house, she cordially invites a beggar in rags. Let him pray for the sinful soul of her mistress! The maid did not suspect that a saint had come to them.

He is taciturn, looks into the distance, keeps himself apart. Next to the fine doctor, arrogant abbot and other guests, he seems like a black sheep.

Comedy Maurice Maeterlinck about the greedy lover of the inheritance.

Even a miracle can be treated with irony.

The truth is good, but happiness is better.

A former Petersburger, a twenty-eight-year-old young man who two years ago fled with a stranger to the Caucasus.

But even in the seaside town of Ivan Laevsky, it was a long time ago.

Once the turbulent feelings that connect him with his beloved woman have disappeared. Nadezhda Feodorovna began to irritate him. Where does love go? Ivan tired of lying to Hope.

And she, having made debts, also was carried away by the police bailiff. Moreover, one of the merchants, an oriental man, looks at her with lust.

Hope receives news of her husband's death in Petersburg. But Ivan is not in a hurry to marry her, knowing about her treason.

In a small town everyone is at one another's sight. And the laborer, the zoologist von Koren despises Laevsky, considering him a chatterbox, a debauchee and a loafer.

In a fit of irritation and taking advantage of an insignificant occasion, he calls Ivan to a duel.

Can they kill each other? Even the rules of the duel none of them really do not know.

But, most importantly, this duel becomes for them a kind of shake-up, a milestone.

It's just right to think about whether you are living right.

The truth of life ... So hard to find it.

The sad fate of genius.

See and hear a person when he is long gone? Meet with an extinct star? It is possible! We will see how he was. So beautiful! With disheveled hair, from the wind and impatient touches of female fingers. With the gait of a sleeper, with the same playful squint of sky-blue eyes. Razuhabist dances, the rustle of trees and dull urban suburbs ... He remembers everything! Is it an autumn rain or is his soul crying?

Rowdy and drunkard, brawler and reveler. Incorrigible red tape and a frequenter of street fights. But desperately gentle, conceited and very vulnerable. The bitterness of his fate and the scars of his soul are in his poems. God does not choose whom to give talent. He was and remained a bright star in the sky of Russian poetry.

They found him in a stuffy hotel room. The rope wrapped its neck imperiously. The face twisted from suffocation expressed not pain and suffering, but only an all-consuming melancholy. And a yellowed, crumpled piece of paper with farewell words written in his blood. Of course, in verse.

Sergey Yesenin never played by the rules. Just turned and walked away. What a pity that so early !.