Write me letters. I will read. Then, someday, look through together.
Can I read someone else's letters? No, but I want to!
Especially if they are addressed to adults, dear mom and dad, lost hair, and even more so - to the entire population of the Russian Federation.
Is that how much men differ from women? They also do not know how to keep secrets, and also do not mind throwing a dozen, and preferably two, years.
We are all interested in the same topics - love and death, faith and disbelief. Especially when we approach a certain age limit.
Talk about what is close and understandable to everyone. Questions, the answers to which everyone must find himself.
For example, to understand the complex relationship with his wife, even the experts of the club "What? Where? When?"
Or how to find a common language with the Motherland so that it does not leave you. Can not, poor, tolerate more of these binges.
Why do we come to this world, if only a long-nailed or nothing is left of us?
The present time and the present people are in faces. A good reason to speak honestly and frankly with yourself.
But I'll still write to you whether you like it or not.
Then we'll read it together.
The most romantic love stories have occurred with unusual couples: a beauty and a monster, a prince and a princess-frog ...
In the town on the beach there are rumors of a strange young man.
He can live under water, but pretends to be an ordinary man on land. What if he takes someone to the sea?
In fact, this "monster" is simply in love. Nobody needs him, except for a single one. A sweet and humble daughter of a fisherman stole the heart of an amphibian man.
But evil people never see the "monster" of the unfortunate youth ...
It was not easy at all for the fate of the boy, whom the brave doctor, who transplanted the shark's gills, saved from certain death. Should he swim in the deep sea or live on the earth?
A touching story about two lovers who will be together in spite of all difficulties.
A good teacher does not disagree with the matter.
What good guys! Senior students on a warm spring evening came home to the teacher of literature. They brought her a bouquet of flowers.
Most recently, they wrote a graduation essay. Education in the Institute is just around the corner. But these three guys and one girl with literacy is bad.
So they decided to steal from the teacher the key from the school safe, where their work is stored. Will take out the writings, correct mistakes and put them back.
Only one thing they did not take into account, or, due to their gray and wimplessness, they could not even guess. Decent people do not commit despicable deeds.
Until the morning they will not only persuade and blackmail, but also intimidate a single woman.
A soul-stirring performance about human dignity and the strength of the spirit.
Why are there such students who have forgotten how to respect their teachers?
It is not worth the village without a righteous man.
Devotees, righteous, kind souls. They are hard on them.
Such is Maria Khristoforovna, a modest retiree. She was born in the village, working as a cleaner.
For her to help another - how to breathe. Can not pass by someone else's trouble.
How else? This was born, not at sixty the same years to change.
She has neither happiness nor money. I worked all my life - I did not save anything.
The most bitter is that she buried all her relatives. And in place of the old cemetery, the city authorities made the lake. Even the dear graves she did not have.
The adopted son did foolish things, got to prison. How many more sorrows will she have to endure?
So she fantasizes. So it's easier for her. Describes how the daughter of Brezhnev himself came to the store with gold braids. And her father walked around the city without security.
Marusenka sees in the dream of an old man. Does God call her to himself? She is tired of carrying her cross, such a heavy burden.
And why did she only intervene in the drunken fight of teenagers?
A true courage to help your neighbor. On such people the earth holds.
All, all, all - this is who do you think? Maybe Cova, Donkey Eeyore and Piglet? Or maybe it's Robin's family and friends?
Mom is so similar to the pink Piglet, Dad - to the very Winnie the Pooh, eternally sad uncle - the spitting donkey Eeyore, and the grandmother - the same wise as the owl.
Here they are, all the time, each has his own habits and character.
With them it is not easy, and not always they get on peacefully, but in the end they still find a common language, because together they form a small but important world.
Who would Vinnie be without his friends-buddies? How sad and lonely it would be for Robin to live without his relatives!
He was considered a "rebel demon".
Rudolf Nureyev, one of the best dancers of the twentieth century. He lived a short but stormy life.
An explosive temperament, a frenzied energy, a huge love for the ballet. And besides - unbending will and ability to overcome difficulties.
He was born in Ufa, in a poor Tatar family. All that he achieved in the art of ballet, made his work and talent.
How hard it was for him among the envious and malicious slanderers! Very young, he survived the betrayal of his colleagues.
Therefore, on tour of the Russian ballet in Paris, he decided to stay in France.
Then he did not even imagine that in a few years he would lead the ballet of the Paris National Opera.
Nureyev brilliantly danced all the best parts in the classical ballet repertoire. But he also loved modern dance.
He died young. Tragic was the fate of a remarkable artist.
The extraordinary life of someone called the "star of world ballet."
Is it worth sacrificing yourself for the sake of someone else's happiness?
The drama of the life of a "small man", a modest toiler.
The rural landowner Ivan Voynitsky and his niece have been working hard for many years. She calls his uncle Vanya. All the income from the estate they send to the former husband of the landlord's sister.
He seemed to them an outstanding man, a great scientist. They read his scientific works and were horrified. Just "old biscuit, learned wolf"!
A scientist is visiting the estate. With him is a beautiful young wife, in whom Voynitsky falls in love. He starts drinking for the first time.
But the scientist did not appreciate the assistance of the landlord, he plans to sell the estate and buy a dacha for himself. The fate of Uncle Vanya and his niece does not interest him.
Voinitsky is struck by ingratitude. He put his whole life on this estate! Refused from family happiness, lived in the backwater ...
Now they, former relatives, have become enemies. The bitterness of broken hopes ... Did Uncle Vanya have lived his life in vain?
Power is something that people aspired to and five centuries ago and twenty ... Power intoxicates, deprives reason, pushes against battles and betrayals. But ... how do we know what happened in this fight?
We open the history textbook, leaf through page after page, vchityvayas in lines, dry, ascertaining facts. But after these names, dates - there are already looming images of people who once lived, but their features are not yet clear, they are so hard to catch.
And then, we close the historical directory and open the book ... On the volume it is written "Pushkin. Boris Godunov". A historical drama, realistic ... in which live people look at us with feelings, fears, aspirations.
They, like flies in amber, are bogged down in intrigues, in a thirst for power, they accomplish crimes, confuse love with a cold cynical calculation, they lose themselves and suffer like soulless dolls when they get to the top.
But when all this comes to life on the stage, dressed in luxurious outfits of those epochs, when from there, from the twilight, a living voice begins to sound, a warning ringing in your ears, and the ghost of the murdered prince flashes, and somewhere near bliss the holy fool, unconditionally you begin to believe - in The history of power, the state of the Russian and those people who created it, wrote on the pages with their own blood and destinies. Which so desperately reliably play on stage wonderful actors, giving us the opportunity to touch the real lives of people far away for us.
Our whole life is a passing smile.
There is nothing more charming than a summer night. From her you are more drunk than with wine. My head is spinning and I'm drawn to the dance.
Sometimes lovers need a little push. Shyness and modesty do not always play into the hands. You can miss something important.
But what if you are in a huge ancient castle? Romance hovers in the air and directly pushes each other.
Especially if the only barrier between you is just a thin wall.
The insanity of love is all here. Love is everywhere - in the matrimonial bedroom, in the closet, in the kitchen and, of course, in the hearts.
The lawyer is very much in love with his wife. But she does not sleep with him. She dreams of his son, but he dreams about something else.
The lawyer is in love with the actress too, but the actress sleeps with an aristocrat. With whom the wife of an aristocrat sleeps is a great mystery.
The maid is sleeping with whom she wants. But he prefers a cheerful stableman. A pretty old woman is sleeping behind a card table.
But a warm summer night will put everything in its place.
Smile at your mistakes.