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Goy, Rus', my dear,
Huts - in the robes of the image...
No end in sight -
Only blue sucks his eyes.

Like a visiting pilgrim,
I'm looking at your fields.
And at the low outskirts
The poplars are dying loudly.

Smells like apple and honey
Through the churches, your meek Savior.
And it buzzes behind the bush
There is a merry dance in the meadows.

I'll run along the crumpled stitch
Free green forests,
Towards me, like earrings,
A girl's laughter will ring out.

If the holy army shouts:
"Throw away Rus', live in paradise!"
I will say: "There is no need for heaven,
Give me my homeland." Goi you, Russ, my dear,
Hut - in the vestments of the image ...
Don't see the end and edges -
Only blue eyes sucks.

How Zakhozhiy pilgrim,
I look at your fields.
And dwarf Outskirts
Call wither poplar.

Smells of apples and honey
The churches thy gentle Savior.
And buzzing for Korogod
In meadows cheerful dance.

Escape by crumpled stitch
On the green expanse lech,
To meet me, as earrings,
Bell girlish laughter.

If shout holy army:
& Throw you Russ, live in paradise! &
I will say: & Do not paradise
Give my home."

Goy, Rus', my dear,
The huts are in the robes of the image...
No end in sight -
Only blue sucks his eyes.

Like a visiting pilgrim,
I'm looking at your fields.
And at the low outskirts
The poplars are dying loudly.

Smells like apple and honey
Through the churches, your meek Savior.
And it buzzes behind the bush
There is a merry dance in the meadows.

I'll run along the crumpled stitch
Free green forests,
Towards me, like earrings,
A girl's laughter will ring out.

If the holy army shouts:
“Throw away Rus', live in paradise!”
I will say: “There is no need for heaven,
Give me my homeland."

Analysis of the poem “Go you, Rus', my dear” by Yesenin

Yesenin is rightfully considered one of the main national poets. His work is an endless service to his Motherland, which was personified for the poet in the images of Russian nature and simple peasant life. Special meaning It has early period Yesenin's creativity, when he was not yet famous and did not experience suffering and deprivation. The works of the young poet were a clean and bright stream in the muddy stream of literary waste paper that flooded Russia at the beginning of the 20th century. The poem “Go away, my dear Rus'” is one of the best creations of Yesenin’s early lyricism. It was written in 1914.

The poet begins the poem with the Old Russian address “goy”. This testifies to the poet's love for the rich folklore heritage. In addition, at this time “Rus” already sounded somewhat old-fashioned. Yesenin goes against fashion literary movements. He emphasizes his commitment to antiquity and the age-old traditions of the Russian people.

Another bold step of the novice poet can be considered the use of Christian symbols. Authority Orthodox Church was significantly shaken, young people considered faith a sign of conservatism and backwardness. Atheism was not so much a convinced position as a tribute to the modern era. Yesenin considered Orthodoxy an inextricable part of Russian culture. Religious images are organically woven into the poem (“in the robes of the image,” “the visiting pilgrim,” “the meek Savior”).

Unpretentious rural landscape blossoms in the poet bright colors. Patriarchal life erases the differences between man and nature. In the vast Russian expanses, “girlish laughter” is perceived as organic component animal and plant world.

The poem is written simply and in clear language. The most complex metaphor is “the blue sucks the eyes.” Lyrical hero compares himself to a “pious man”, women’s laughter to “earrings”. Feature Yesenin’s early lyrics - the use of outdated and “local” words (“green lekhs”, “korogod”).

Yesenin, of course, was not a strict follower of Christianity. The poem ends with the renunciation of heavenly life, unthinkable for a believer. The impossibility for the poet to renounce Rus' looks all the more convincing and impressive. The lines “no need for paradise, give me my homeland” may seem too pretentious to some. But in all of Russian poetry this is the most powerful and sincere declaration of love and loyalty to Russia.

“Go away, Rus', my dear...” Sergei Yesenin

Goy, Rus', my dear,
The huts are in the robes of the image...
No end in sight -
Only blue sucks his eyes.

Like a visiting pilgrim,
I'm looking at your fields.
And at the low outskirts
The poplars are dying loudly.

Smells like apple and honey
Through the churches, your meek Savior.
And it buzzes behind the bush
There is a merry dance in the meadows.

I'll run along the crumpled stitch
Free green forests,
Towards me, like earrings,
A girl's laughter will ring out.

If the holy army shouts:
“Throw away Rus', live in paradise!”
I will say: “There is no need for heaven,
Give me my homeland."

Analysis of Yesenin’s poem “Go you, my dear Rus'...”

The poet Sergei Yesenin had the opportunity to visit many countries of the world, but he invariably returned to Russia, believing that this was where his home was located. Author of many lyrical works, dedicated to his homeland, was not an idealist and perfectly saw all the shortcomings of the country in which he happened to be born. Nevertheless, he forgave Russia the dirt and broken roads, the constant drunkenness of the peasants and the tyranny of the landowners, the absolute belief in a good tsar and the miserable existence of the people. Yesenin loved his homeland as it was, and, having the opportunity to stay abroad forever, still chose to return to die where he was born.

One of the works in which the author glorifies his land is the poem “Go you, my dear Rus'...”, written in 1914. By this time, Sergei Yesenin was already living in Moscow, having become quite famous poet. Nevertheless, big cities brought melancholy to him, which Yesenin unsuccessfully tried to drown in wine, and forced him to mentally turn to the recent past, when he was still an unknown peasant boy, free and truly happy.

In the poem “Go you, Rus', my dear...” the author again recalls his past life . More precisely, the sensations that he experienced while wandering through the endless Russian meadows and enjoying the beauty native land. In this work, Yesenin identifies himself with a “wandering pilgrim” who came to worship his land, and, having performed this simple ritual, will go to foreign lands. The poet’s homeland, with all its shortcomings, is associated with one huge temple, bright and pure, which is capable of healing the soul of any wanderer and returning him to his spiritual roots.

As a matter of fact, before the revolution, Russia was a single temple, which Yesenin emphasizes in his poem. The author emphasizes that in Rus' “the huts are in the vestments of the image.” And, at the same time, he cannot ignore the poverty and primitiveness of the Russian way of life, where “near the low outskirts the poplars wither loudly.”

Thanks to his skill and poetic talent in the poem “Go you, Rus', my dear...” Yesenin manages to recreate a very contrasting and controversial image of his homeland. It organically intertwines beauty and wretchedness, purity and dirt, earthly and divine. However, the poet notes that he would not exchange for anything the aroma of apples and honey that accompanies the summer Savior, and the girlish laughter, the ringing of which the poet compares to earrings. Despite the many problems that Yesenin sees in the life of the peasants, their life seems to him more correct and reasonable than his own. If only because they honor the traditions of their ancestors and know how to enjoy little things, they appreciate what they have. The poet kindly envies the villagers, who have their main wealth - fertile land, rivers, forests and meadows, which never cease to amaze Yesenin with their pristine beauty. And that is why the author claims that if there is a paradise in the world, then it is located right here, in the rural Russian outback, which has not yet been spoiled by civilization, and has managed to maintain its attractiveness.

“There is no need for paradise, give me my homeland,” - with this simple and devoid of “high calm” line, the poet completes the poem “Go away, my dear Rus'...”, as if summing up some conclusion. In fact, the author only wants to emphasize that he is immensely happy to have the opportunity to live where he feels part of his people. And this realization for Yesenin is much more important than all the treasures of the world, which can never replace a person’s love for native land, absorbed with mother's milk, and protecting him throughout his life.

Livanova Tatyana Ilyinichna, teacher
Chapaevsk

Goal: - deepen students’ knowledge about the life and work of Sergei Yesenin; - improve monologue speech skills; - to awaken children’s interest and love for the poet; - summarize knowledge in a theatrical form; - introduce unusual facts, With interesting cases from the life of a poet. Task: - turn the student’s meeting and the poet’s work into a holiday, into a demonstration of achievements, in order to relieve the child’s fear and stress before studying, to help him discover some new qualities, abilities, and skills.

State budget educational institution Samara region average comprehensive school No. 1 named after Hero Soviet Union Zoya Kosmodemyansk urban district of Chapaevsk, Samara region

Methodological development extracurricular activity

I will say: “No need for paradise, give me my homeland”

(evening dedicated to S. Yesenin)

The work was completed by a teacher of Russian language and literature

Livanova Tatyana Ilyinichna

g.o. Chapaevsk, 2015

The Yesenin holiday at school is a tradition that will never fade. Each of us has moments in life when we want to move away from current problems and plunge into another restless and exciting world - the world of poetry. And, having opened a volume of poems by our beloved poet, we begin to “feel and think differently, to get used to the problems that worried the poet.” Yesenin is like a spiritual mentor, whose thoughts and advice are dear to you.

deepen students’ knowledge about the life and work of Sergei Yesenin;

improve monologue speech skills;

awaken the children's interest and love for the poet;

summarize knowledge in a theatrical form;

introduce unusual facts and interesting incidents from the life of the poet.

turn the student’s meeting and the poet’s work into a holiday, into a demonstration of achievements, in order to relieve the child’s fear and stress before studying, to help him discover some new qualities, abilities, and skills.

Reason for choosing the topic.

The increase in mental load in the classroom makes us think about how to maintain students’ interest in the subject being studied and their activity throughout the lesson. The teacher is forced to find means and techniques that will make the lesson interesting and rich, and most importantly, help arouse interest.

Venue: assembly hall.

Participants: students in grades 9-11.

Equipment:

Computer

Projector

Access to the Internet

Music Center

Portrait of S. Yesenin (on the stage wall), photographs of the poet, paintings

Exhibition of books with poems by S. Yesenin

This development of an extracurricular activity is literary evening, dedicated to life Russian poet - is organically included in the system of studying the biography of the poet, is part of the annual traditional holiday"In memory of Sergei Yesenin"

The progress of the holiday

The music sounds, the curtain opens, and the presenters take the stage.

1 presenter.

About Rus' - raspberry field

And the blue that fell into the river -

I love you to the point of joy and pain

Your lake melancholy.

Today we are talking about S. Yesenin, a poet whose remarkable talent, which delighted his contemporaries, was nourished and lived by love for Russia. His life flashed like a comet across the poetic horizon of the Motherland, it sparkled dazzlingly, striking out sheaves of sparks. To this day, Russian poets write about Yesenin, not hiding their admiration for him and being inspired by his poems.

1 student.

It's like he's a sorcerer

Turned the dawn into a kitten,

Sweetheart's hands in swans,

The bright month is in the foal.

The forests taught me to speak,

Grasses, groves in splashes of light.

2 student.

Past the bent old birches

A woman sang in the daisy meadow,

I went out to the river on a high slope,

She looked into the distance and began to sing quietly.

The woman sang... so well

Here on the slope one breathed and sang,

As if soul spoke to soul,

It was as if she wanted to hug Russia. V. Poltoratsky

The song sounds based on the verses of Yesenin “Rash, Talyanka” with the verses by Sergei Yesenin, music by G. Ponomarenko.

2 presenter

Yesenin was born in the village of Konstantinovo, Ryazan province. He grew up as a mischievous boy and was not much different from his peers. I started writing poetry early, at the age of nine.

I was born with songs in a grass blanket,

The spring dawns twisted me into a rainbow.

I grew to maturity, grandson of bathing night,

The dark witch prophesies happiness for me.

The most famous of his early creativity is the poem “The scarlet light of dawn was woven on the lake...”

There is a song with the verses “The scarlet light of dawn is woven on the lake...” accompanied by a guitar performed by a student.

1 presenter

And the fire of dawn, and the splash of a playful wave, and the immense expanse of heaven with the ringing of Easter bells - all this seemed to melt in the Russian heart of the poet and poured out with poetry.

Pupils read excerpts from S. Yesenin's poems.

Favorite region! I dream about my heart

Stacks of the sun in the waters of the bosom.

I would like to get lost

In your hundred-ringing greens.

Anyone who has seen at least once

This edge and this surface,

That one on almost every birch tree

Happy to kiss your foot.

Hello, zloty calm,

With the shadow of a birch tree in the water!

A flock of jackdaws on the roof

Serves the evening star.

Silver road,

Where are you calling me?

With a purely Thursday candle

A star is burning above you.

Forgetting human grief,

I sleep on clearings of branches.

I pray for the red dawns,

I take communion by the stream.

I'm here again with my family,

My land is thoughtful and gentle.

Curly dusk behind the mountain

He waves his snow-white hand.

2 presenter

In his native village, everything is sweet to the poet’s eyes, that’s why his soul keeps ringing in his soul, that’s why he learns to “cherish the color of the bird cherry in his eyes.”

...Dawn is coming from near Ryazan

And the month melts away:

"Oh, the boy with blue eyes,

Oh, golden, golden."

Thin and short,

There is always a hero among boys,

Often, often with a broken nose

I came to my home,

And towards the frightened mother

I muttered through my bloody mouth:

"Nothing! I tripped over a stone

It will all be healed by tomorrow.”

1 presenter

The village of Konstantinovo is freely spread out on the banks of the Oka. The rich grasses are singing around, the bees are singing tirelessly... How the poet loved this summer season!

I love above the mowing site

Listen to the hum of mosquitoes in the evening.

And how the guys bark with Talyanka,

The girls will come out to dance around the fires.

They will light up like black currants,

Coals are eyes in horseshoe eyebrows,

Oh, you, my Rus', dear Motherland,

Sweet relaxation in the silk of the marigolds.

2 presenter

Memories of your village childhood Sergei Yesenin always kept it in his heart.

Low house with blue shutters

I will never forget you, -

Were too recent

Sounded out in the twilight of the year.

I left the village forever.

I only know - a crimson blizzard

There were leaves on our porch.

A recording of a song based on the poems of Sergei Yesenin “Letter to Mother” is played, music by V. Lipatov.

1 presenter

Anyone who has read Yesenin’s village lyrics knows how many of the poet’s poems are dedicated to his mother, sister, grandfather, grandmother... In his poems, and even in prose, the distant Konstantinovsky house appears as a real embodiment of warmth, light and love. This is what the poet wrote in his memoirs dedicated to his rural childhood: “Blind men often gathered in the house, wandering through the villages, and sang spiritual poems about a beautiful paradise, about Lazar, about Mikol and about the Bridegroom, a bright guest from an unknown city. The nanny, the old housewife who looked after me, told me fairy tales, all those fairy tales that all peasant children know.

The old house with its smell, the creaking of floorboards remained the poet’s spiritual stronghold, the personification of him small Motherland. Later, having traveled halfway around the world and seen overseas skyscrapers, he will say:

...But for some reason I still bow

I sit down on a wooden bench.

I still remained a poet

Golden log hut.

The song is based on the verses of Sergei Yesenin “I don’t regret, I don’t call, I don’t cry” performed by a group of guys with a guitar.

2 presenter

Boris Pasternak, with his characteristic virtuosity, penetrating the soul of his great contemporary, wrote: “The most precious thing in Sergei Yesenin is the image native nature, conveyed with stunning freshness as it was given in childhood."

In his poetry, even the trees are humanized, all nature sings, rings, shimmers. Yesenin's poems teach love, admiration of generously spilled beauty. These are his words:

In the grove along the birch trees

White chime...

Clouds - goats of the lake,

The month is a red goose.

Dancing before my eyes

Wild Rus'.

The green forest trembled,

The spring began to boil...

On a hillock there is a birch tree - a candle

In lunar feathers of silver.

Come out, my heart,

Listen to the songs of the guslar.

The presenter reads the poem “White Birch”.

1 presenter

Do you remember these words?

Golden leaves swirled

In the pinkish water of the pond,

Like a light flock of butterflies

Freezingly it flies towards the star.

I'm in love this evening,

The yellowing valley is close to my heart.

The boy is the wind on his very shoulders

The hem of the birch tree was stripped.

Both in the soul and in the valley there is coolness,

Blue dusk, like a flock of sheep,

Behind the gate of a damp garden

The bell will ring and die.

The song is based on the verses of Sergei Yesenin “The golden grove dissuaded”, music by G. Ponomarenko.

2 presenter

For those who would like to know what impression Yesenin made on his contemporaries, I can quote several passages from the memoirs of poets and writers of the early last century. This is how Andrei Bely wrote about him: “... I was struck by one feature of Seryozha, which then passed through all the memories. This is extraordinary kindness, extraordinary gentleness, extraordinary sensitivity and increased delicacy.”

Vladislav Khodasevich involuntarily echoes A. Bely: “He was somehow physically pleasant... He looked straight into the eyes and immediately gave the impression of a man with a truthful heart.” But, probably, the most interesting thing for our contemporary will be what Yesenin himself wrote about himself and his ideals. I will quote these lines:

In thunderstorms and storms,

Into everyday shame,

In case of bereavement

And when you're sad

Seem smiling and simple -

The highest art in the world.

In my opinion, this is the formula of humanity created by the poet, the desire imbued with kindness to never be a burden to anyone. Here is an amazing talent of love of life, constantly pouring over the edge... The lines that I will read to you now are filled with daring faith in the future of Russia, indestructible optimism.

The Lord came to torture people in love,

He went out to the village as a beggar.

An old grandfather on a dry stump in an oak grove.

He chewed a stale crumpet with his gums.

The dear grandfather saw a beggar,

On the path, with an iron stick,

And I thought: “Look, what a wretched thing,”

You know, he’s shaking from hunger, he’s sick.”

The Lord came. Hiding sorrow and torment:

Apparently, they say, you can’t wake up their hearts...

And the old man said, holding out his hand:

“Here, chew... a little - you’ll be stronger.”

I think that the one who puts these verses in his heart will no longer want, will not be able to do evil in this world.

1 presenter

Yesenin's views developed in the spirit folk traditions. His admiration for the Motherland was received from his fathers and grandfathers. Yesenin’s poems reflected everything that lived his soul. First, the image of the mother, relatives, then the native village and, finally, the entire vast Russian land...

In 1914, when the First World War began with an attack on little Serbia. World War, which claimed millions of lives of our compatriots, the poet wrote these lines.

Goy, my dear Rus',

The huts are in the robes of the image...

No end in sight -

Only blue sucks his eyes.

Like a visiting pilgrim,

I look at your eyes.

And at the low outskirts

The poplars are dying loudly.

Smells like apple and honey

Through the churches, your meek Savior.

And it buzzes behind the bush

There is a merry dance in the meadows.

I'll run along the crumpled stitch

Free green forests,

Towards me, like earrings,

A girl's laughter will ring out.

If the holy army shouts:

“Throw away Rus', live in paradise!”

I will say: “There is no need for heaven,

Give me my homeland."

2 presenter

Yesenin remained faithful to his youthful oath throughout his life and never separated himself from Russia.

But even then

When in the whole planet

The tribal feud will pass,

Lies and sadness will disappear, -

I will chant

With the whole being in the poet

Sixth of the land

With a short name “Rus”.

3 presenter

90 years have passed since tragic death poet. But today, like decades ago, his poems remain a kind of test for attitudes towards Russia. It has long been noted: whoever loves Yesenin’s poetry cannot blaspheme his country.

And how many wonderful songs have been composed based on his poems! In Moscow, Ryazan, and other cities of the country there are monuments to the poet, many streets are named after him. The people sacredly preserve the memory of Sergei Yesenin.

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Zakharova E. L. Methodical piggy bank“Keeping up with the times”, Moscow, 2008

Magazine "Education of Schoolchildren", Moscow, 2009.

Scientific and methodological journal " Classroom teacher", Moscow, 2008

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