Sholokhov's share of the people is the moment of the crowd. Analysis of the opinion “The share of the people” (M.A.
The story of Mikhail Sholokhov "The share of the people" tells about the life of a soldier of the Great Vitchiznya War, Andriy Sokolov. war, She came, took everything from a person: family, house, faith in the light of tomorrow. The strong character and firmness of spirit did not allow Andriy to be angry. Zustrich from the orphaned lad Vanyushka brought a new sensation to Sokolov's life.
Tsej rozpov_d enter at the beginning of the program of literature 9 class. First of all, get to know the new version of the work, you can read it online short zmist“The Share of the People” by Sholokhov, how to get to know the reader with the most important episodes of “The Share of the People”.
Head Heroes
Andriy Sokolov- The main hero of the confession. Having worked as a driver at the war hour, until the Fritzes took yoga in full, de vin passed 2 fates. The floor was numbered 331.
Anatoly- son of Andria and Irini, a kind of pishov to the front at the hour of war. Become a battery commander. Anatoly having died on the Day of Victory, having driven in a German sniper.
Vanyushka- An orphan, adoptive son Andria.
Other characters
Irina- Andriy's team
Kryzhniv- zradnik
Ivan Timofiovich– Susid Andriya
Nastenka and Olushka- Donki Sokolov
On the Upper Don came the first spring after the war. The hot sun destroyed the ice on the river and began to reopen, which turned the roads into a rozmit not proiznu slurry.
The author of rozpovid tsієї pores without a road needed to get to the station Bukanovska, to which it was close to 60 km. Once you get there, cross the river Ylanka and at once with the driver, which you have accompanied, having overflowed on the old man’s chute to the other shore. The water was drained again, and the return was left on the new check. The shards of the driver announced that they would turn around in less than 2 years, telling them to stop smoking. Vіn distav cigars, yakі got wet at the hour of the ferry, and spread them to dry on the sonechka. Opovidach prisiv on ting and thinking.
Unbeknownst to the thoughts of yoga, having turned a man out of a boy, they collapsed at a straight line of the crossing. The cholovik pidiishov until the notice, greeted him and cheered: chi dovgo chekati shcheven. Virishili smoke at once. Opovіdach hotіv zapіtati svіvrozmovnik, kudi vіn takі takоrіzhzhzha prіbuє z small son. Ale cholovik yogo outperformed and spoke about the past war.
So tell and get to know short retelling the life story of a man whose name was Andriy Sokolov.
Life before war
Andriyeva had a bad time before the war. Being a young lad, having gone to the Kuban, he worked on kurkulivs (foreign villagers). Tse buv suvory period for the country: ishov 1922, hungry hour. From i mothers died, father that sister Andriya from hunger. Having succumbed to wine alone. Turning back to the fatherland only through the river, selling Batkivsky dim and made friends with Irina the orphan. Andriy's team came across Harn, they were hearing and not grumbling. Irina loved and respected the person.
Unexpectedly, young bettors had children: little blue Anatoly, and then little girls Olushka and Nastenka. The homeland was well-groomed: they lived in prosperity, they built their own houses. As before, Sokolov drank from his friends after the robots, now he hastened home to the Kohanoi squad of those children. On the 29th, Andriy left the factory and became a practical driver. 10 more years flew by for Andriy without memory.
The war came uncontrollably. Andriy Sokolov received a letter from the military commissariat, and went to the front.
military hour
Sokolov was escorted to the front with all his strength. The filthy thought tormented Irina: don't you get up and run around with a man.
Under an hour, I rozpodіlu took off Andriy Viysk's vantage and went to the front for a donut. Ale did not have a chance to fight for a long time. As soon as the Germans arrive, Sokolov was given a task: to put ammunition for the soldiers at the hot spot. But it was not possible to bring the shells to their own - the Nazis were pushing the vantage.
If Andriy oprytomniv survived by a miracle, then he turned the inverted vantage and the ammunition. And the bey is already here behind. Here Andriy zrozumіv, sho having spent right in the otochennya to nіmtsіv. The Russian soldier of the Nazis was immediately commemorated, but they began to drive in - the working force is needed. So Sokolov appeared at the crowd at once from fellow soldiers.
Brantsiv were herded to the church to spend the night. In the middle of the arrest, a military doctor appeared, as if making his way near the darkness, having tested the skin soldier about the presence of an injury. Sokolov's hand was already turbulent; Lekar set Andriy kіntsіvka, for which the soldier was even more vdyachny.
Nothing seemed restless. Nezabar one of the polonenikh soils ask the Nimtsiv to let him do the necessary. Ale, the senior escort, fenced someone to let them out of the church. I didn’t see Polonenii and wept: “I can’t, it seems, desecrate the holy temple! I'm a believer, I'm a Christian! . The Germans shot a scurrilous bastard and another sprat of plump ones.
After that arrest, they calmed down for a deaky hour. Then we began to whisper whispers: we began to drink one by one, who were born like stars and ate like a full.
Sokolov, having felt himself entrusted to quiet Rozmov: one of the soldiers, threatening the platoon commander, that he would tell the Germans about those who are not a simple rank and file, but a communist. The threatening one, as it seemed, was called Krizhnev. The platoon of good Krizhnev did not see him, but he stood his own, arguing, "that your own shirt is closer to the body."
After the thoughtful Andriy shook in the air. Vіn vyrishiv to help the platoon commander and drive in the bad party member. First in life, Sokolov killed a human being, and it became so thin for you, nibi vin "like a reptile that sounded strangled."
Tabirnі roboti
The fascist vranci began to zasovuvati, who from the stalkers lie down to communists, commissars and Jews, to shoot them in the field. Ale, there were no such people, like zradnikiv, yakі could see.
If the arrestees were driven to the camp, Sokolov began to think how you might get to your own people. As if presenting himself to a captive such a flurry, he went into the distance and climbed into the camp for 40 km. Only the dogs followed Andriy, and they snared him at random. National dogs tore all of his clothes and bit him in the blood. Sokolov was placed in the punishment cell for a month. After the punishment cell, 2 heavy robs, hunger, znuschan.
Having spent the Sokolov on the work to the stone kar'єru, de polonenі "hand-dovbali, cut, krishili the German stone." In the presence of important workers, half of the workers perished. Without showing off like Andriy, and having washed out the unfamiliar words from the bik zhorstok nіmtsіv: “We need a quarter meter for a quarter meter, and one cubic meter through the eyes for the grave of the skin from us.”
Znaishovsya zradnik among his and dopovіv about fritsyam. The next day Sokolov was asked by the German authorities. And first of all, lead the soldier to the shooting, the commandant of the Muller block, having urged you to drink and eat for the victory of the Nazis.
Practically marveling at the Vіchі death, the vіdvazhny fighter was moved by such a proposition. Müller only chuckled and punished drinking Andria for his death. Vtrachati polonenuyu no longer had something, and vypiv for the order in the presence of their torment. I don’t care about those who fight even if they are hungry, I didn’t get to the snacks of fascist wines. The Germans poured out a flask to a friend who was under arrest, and again pronounce him to have a bite, to which Andriy reprimanded the Germans: “Vibachte, her commandant, I don’t sound like a flask after another flask.” The fascists laughed, poured Sokolov a third bottle and tried not to beat it, more than showing themselves as a right, faithful soldier of his fatherland. Yogo was allowed to enter the camp, and for showing courage they were given a loaf of bread and a piece of lard. At the bloc, the provisions were divided equally.
Pagin
Nezabar, Andriy spent his labors in the mines to the Ruhr region. Yshov 1944, Nimechchina began to take its stand.
According to their personality, they recognize that Sokolov is a great driver, and he joins the service of the German office "Todte". There, the wines of the special waters of Comrade Fritz, Major of the Army. A few hours later, the German major is sent to the front-line smog, and at the same time Andriy from him.
I began to think again about the leak to my own people. Once having remembered Sokolov the drunken non-commissioned officer, curling his yoga coat, taking off all his uniforms. Andriy shove the form under the seat in the car, as well as attaching the weight and telephone wire. For the implementation of the plan, everything was ready.
As if Uranians ordered Major Andriy to take Yogo to the place, de toy cherubov wake up. Dorozі nіmets dozed off, and swayed around the place, Sokolov delivered a gіrku and slapped him. After that, the hero took off his uniform, dressed up quickly and went to full support at the front.
How many times did the good soldier get away from his German "hotels". They shot Yogo like a rightful hero, she was condemned to the sovereign's hedge to reveal.
They gave the fighters a month to wake up: pidlіkuvatisya, vіdpochiti, squat with relatives.
Sokolov was corrected for the cob to the hospital, the stars of wine were immediately written on the sheet of the squad. 2 days have passed. To come from the fatherland in the spring, but not from Irina. Liszt wrote їhnіy suіd, Ivan Timofіyovich. The message was not welcomed by us: the squad of that Donka Andriy died on the 42nd. The Germans tampered with the houses, the stinks lingered. Lost in the sight of my hut, there was no more than a deep hole. Surviving the elder son Anatoly, who, after the death of his relatives, asked to go to the front.
Andriy arrived to Voronezh, marveling at the place, where earlier standing yogo budinok, and now the pit, filled with rusty water, and the same day, destroying the division back.
Chekayuchi on zustrich from blue
Sokolov did not believe his misfortune for a long time, sumuva. Andriy is alive, but he hopes to get out of the blue. Among them, they started listing from the front, and the father discovers that Anatoly, having become the commander of a division, has conquered an impersonal city. Pride turned Andriy over blue, and on the thoughts of the wines, having already become a baby, how to heal the stink of the blue after the war, how to become a father and nurse the onukivs, nurturing a calm old age.
At the same time, the Russian military advanced swiftly and pushed the fascists to the German cordon. Now it was not possible to conduct a listing, and it was less like a spring father having taken a star from Anatolia. The soldiers went right up to the German cordon - on May 9, the end of the war began.
Shvilyovaniya, happy Andriy chekav iz impatient zustrіchі іz sinom. Ale’s unfortunate bula yogo joy: Sokolov is reminded that the commander of the battery was shot by a German sniper on May 9, 1945, on Peremoga Day. Having seen father Anatoly on the rest of the way, having buried his son in the German land.
The last hour of the war
Nezabar Sokolov was demobilized, but they didn’t want to turn around Voronezh through important help. Todі vіn having guessed about the Viysk friend from Uryupinsk, who asked for yogo to himself. There the veteran and straightened up.
A friend is alive from a retinue on the outskirts of the city, they did not have children. Friend Andriy was hired as a driver. After robots Sokolov often stopped by the tea house to have a glass or two. Bіlya tea-house Sokolov primitiv of a bezprituly boy of rokіv 5-6. Andriy recognized that the name of the bezpritulka was Vanyushka. The child was left without a father: the mother perished in the middle of the bombardment, and the father was driven into the front. Andriy virishiv adopt a child.
Sokolov grafted Vanya to the booth, de alive from a family couple. They beat the lad, scolded her and dressed him up. The child of her father became a wife on a skin flight and it was not enough for her to stay at home without a new one.
So I would have lived a little synochek from a father in Uryupinsk, yakby more than one incident. Yakos їhav Andriy on vantazhіvtsі in disgrace, the car skidded, and knocked out a cow. The creature was deprived of the neushkodzhenoy, and Sokolov was spared the right to water. Written off to the same person with one comrade in service from Kashari. That one, having asked for yoga to improve and declare, that it will be possible to take away new rights. Axis of stink and trim at once the way from the blue near the Kasharsky district. Knowing Andriy's advice, that all one thing would not have been seen by Uryupinsk for a long time: he would not let him sit tight in one place.
Everything would be good, but the heart in Andriy became beshketuvati, she was not afraid of showing off, and one sinochok was lost. On the day of your dead relatives, having become a man of bachiti, nibi call Yogo to yourself: “I speak about everything and with Irina, and with children, but only I want to rub my hands with my hands, - stink to go in my eyes, nibi to sink in my eyes ... I’m always hurting myself, I don’t “ooh” for me, I don’t lose my breath, but at night I’ll throw myself over, and the whole pillow is wet with tears ... "
Here zdavsya chauvin. Where did the story of Andriy Sokolov end. Vіn said goodbye to the author, and the stench was demolished to hell. With a sum of advice, marveling at the two close ones, who orphaned the people. Yomu wanted to live in a better way, I’ll keep away the share of these people who are strangers to you, as they became close to him for a couple of years.
Vanyushka turned around and waved goodbye.
Visnovok
In the work of Sholokhov, I destroy the problem of people, fidelity and for the sake of goodness, and fear of war. Wash, Andriy Sokolov’s life was put in a yak, they didn’t break Yogo as special. And the zustrich from Vanya gave him hope, that goal in life.
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Sokolov Boris Mikolayovich
Bula and taka Russia...
These memoirs are no longer similar to those that we had a chance to read about that war. It does not mean that everything written earlier was a lie. But in the depths of B.N. Sokolov, new facets of the battlefields of 1941-1945, unbeknownst to the reader, appear.
For many generations of Russians, there has already been a persistent stereotype about the warrior of the Red Army, who fought against German fascism. The remembrance of a small honest and steadfast soldier, who silently, but selflessly love his country and be ready to be proud of her life. I think that it’s more correct in some ways, or even more schematically, about the front-line soldier of quiet rokiv. Ten rіk y rіk deformed our statement about the truth of the war. So the sea whistles for centuries smooth the gostrі kuti on the stones, transforming them into a smoothly polished and receiving eye and heart create nature.
In the war against the fascists, even different people fought. It would have been a deep pardon to bachiti in them a singing monolith, a homogeneous mass. The same їх robbed more than death, regardless of the fact that she was a heroic chi sanatorium. That nature of heroism and for the sake of its essence, for its earthen structure of the flooring is foldable, which will require indiscriminate condemnation or light-hearted magnificence. You need to think seriously about everything. All tse slid deeply vivchati.
The memoirs of B.N. Possibly, in the past, in the venerable literature, we are exposed to an unknown layer of human light-sensitivity. Tse svetovidchutya honestly that illumined people, as if they drank the cob of the Great Vitchiznyanoy war into the epicenter of the terrible hearths.
No, there will be no objective predictions. A lot of stink depends on those chi іnshі podії z positions of development, character, temperament, social status of the author. Spogadi B. N. Sokolov - no blame. Especially, perhaps, less so, that their author is not a commander, not a politician, not a cavalier of high ranks of cities. The author was a simple and simple fighter of the Chervonoy army, such a buli millioni. Vіn - to finish a rare sight. This person, who grew up already for the Radianian power, was inspired by the ideas of socialism, who became one of the quiet, who was the first generation of Radianian intellectuals. Yogo famous rice- tse blameless honesty in front of oneself, to bring small pragnia to embellishment, or, on the contrary, to blackening, as you saw. The new one has a wonderful memory, a clear mind, and it is beautiful to think like a dream, so well thought.
At the red 1941 fate in the Red Army, there were not so many volunteers, as if they were carrying not only the highest initial pledge, but also a rich amount of hard work in the forging. Thirty-year junior lieutenant B. N. Sokolov was like that. The first time I volunteered for the front, I worked as an engineer, the head technologist of one of the Leningrad factories for a long time. During the 30s of the 1930s, not for 2-3 months, having passed the military selections, he was able to cope with the bows of the artillery platoon commander (battery commander's assistant) in a very successful way. Tse buv is not a personnel officer, but at the same time, a person’s life is rubbed, as if she tried it on her own, which is such a performance for an entrusted right. Everything in his life sounds like a sound of roughness, on conscience.
Vіn himself vіdpovіdaє on zapitanya, why pіshov volunteer to the front, and yogo motivation deshcho bentezhite. The deputy of the ochіkuvannogo is almost hated to fascism, bewildered by the drive to the arrival of foreigners on the native land, due to other reasons. By sending a volunteer to the front of the winery before the departure, you respect your inner lawfulness, ignorance of life "posture like a stake", the appearance of a newcomer of independent thought. That is why yoga was called to the front not so patriotically, like a force of inertia, a stereotype of glances and vchinkiv. For the reader, it can be wonderful, but it’s important not to believe it.
The summer days of 1941 found B. N. Sokolov near Leningrad, in the region of Gatchina. The situation, as if I were an eyewitness, is known and unknown at once. The author decided not to shy away from the emphasis on chaos, what was going on right now, as it became the main bachiti among creations the rest of the years about war. There was no panic. It was more marvellous when the decay and childish cicadas were gone: who are the fascists, and how did the stench opine here? All live by B. N. Sokolov in those days, do not cover with the fear of death. You write that there was no paralyzing fear, but not for the fact that everyone was a hero. Shvidshe tse guessed the spratsovuvannya zahisnih functions of the body, and the hour was and forgive the unreasonable insecurity of what was supposed to be done.
Rich in what the author describes, it seems to be wonderful. For example, yogo assertion about those who, in wartime, the chiefs shout and threaten with a gunshot. Ale and at the time, and at the rich of other readers, you want to read it without fail. And I want to give credit to those who, in their own way, B.N. Sokolov do not get angry, do not play the hypocrite, do not indiscriminately slander their country, її kerіvnikіv and sizable inhabitants. So the wine itself is brought to the gate.
Yomu had a chance to drive in an opponent - a young German lad with a machine gun, but there were a lot of dumb people near the fog, without high thoughts about the safety of the Batkivshchyna. It is similar to the plots described by Remarque in the novel "On the Western Front Without Change"! But if he himself was wounded and taken from a full German soldier, everything that happened was ordinary and nibbling from the side in the uplifted cinema. The German soldiers did not beat, did not roll the wounded Red Army soldier, but stood up to the new swidshe baiduzh, like grass on the galyavin in the fox, where the fires of the fire were heated.
Not richly zdivovano, but without servility and low worship B.N. medical assistance near the village of Kipene; how clearly and competently did the German nurses. All tsі podії were pierced by the spirit of mutual hatred to us for books and movies. Shvidshe tse was thrown into the smelting process, where the replacement of metal parts was done by people.
One of the most important episodes of the memoirs, becoming a description of those moral and psychological conditions, like a panuvala among the military, if they were taken by a freight car to Pskov: they thought not about the temple and the evening. They ruled their own, bought (who had pennies) water from the speculator of his own. And if B. N. Sokolov raptly declared that the fascists could never take over Leningrad, a flood of likes and threats fell upon him, and only a happy temper saved him from lynching. How can you not get involved with our statements about Radian patriotism! But how does it look like the truth? This is one more confirmation of the fact that not everything is so simple in war, that people of different ranks fight in war and often-densely differ one by one.
At the fate of the Great Vitchiznyanoi War, Sholokhov, in Vyisk correspondence, drawings, opined by the "Science of Hatred", exclaimed the anti-human character of the Nazi war, revealed the heroism of the Radyansk people, love to the Batkivshchyna. And in the novel “The Stinks Fought for the Fatherland,” the Russian national character was deeply revealed, which clearly showed up at the days of important trials. Zgaduyuyu, like the fates of the hitlerites in gluzuvannyam called the Radyansky soldier “Russian Ivan”, Sholokhov wrote in one of the articles: . gramіv tsukru, scho orphans in the grіznі dnі vіynі іyni dіtinі, lyudyna, yak samoviddno covered up a comrade with her own body, ryаuyuchi yogo in the inevitable death, lyudina, yak, clenching his teeth, endured and endured all the neviryannya and negativity, going to the feats in the father's land " .
Andriy Sokolov stands before us as such a modest rank and file soldier in the opi- nation "The Share of the People." It’s like talking about the right zvichaynisinke Sokolov about his husband’s vchinki. Well vykonuvav vіn on the frontі svіy vіyskovy obov'yazok. Under Lozovenki, youma was instructed to carry shells to the battery. “It was necessary to hurry up a lot, because he was approaching us ... - Sokolov said. - The commander of our unit asks: "Will you slip, Sokolov?" And then there was nothing to eat. There, my comrades, maybe die, and I'll be snorting here? Yaka Rozmov! - I confirm youma. - I'm rushing through, period! For whom, the whole episode Sholokhov marked the main character of the hero - a little camaraderie, the ability to think about more, less for yourself. Ale, pierced by the opening of the projectile, having thrown the veins already in full at the Nazis. To marvel at the wine more, like to go to the exit of the German military. Knowing that such a fortune-teller is full, Andriy seems to be zirkim zіtkhannyam, turning to the spirit:
“Oh, brother, it’s not easy to understand from the right that you are not in full possession of the will of the power. Whoever you haven’t tasted on your own skin, you won’t see it into your soul, so that it’s like a human being, what a thing means. About those who had a chance to endure in a full, it would seem like a yogi to say: “It’s hard for me, brother, to think, and it’s even more important to tell about those who happened to survive in a full. How you forge inhuman torments, as if you had a chance to suffer there, at the Nimechchina, as you forgot your friends-comrades, as you perished, rolled up there, at the camps, - the heart is no longer in the breasts, but in the gourds beats, and it is important to become dihati ... »
Being in full, Andriy Sokolov reported all his strength to save the people in himself, not to recognize the easier share of “Russian pride and pride” on the same day. One of the most beautiful scenes in the story is the scene where Andriy Sokolov, a captive Radyansky soldier, is drunk with a professional killer and a sadistic Muller. If Muller was informed that Andriy, having allowed him to show his dissatisfaction with hard labor, then he called him to the commandant's office for supplementation. Andriy, knowing that he was going to his death, but instead of virishiv “be brave, to look into the gun’s hole fearlessly, like a soldier’s lie, so that the enemies do not run into the rest of the whilina, so that it’s important for you to part with your life ...”
The scene is finished transforming into a spiritual duel between the Captive Soldier and the commandant of the camp, Müller. It would have been better if the forces of advancing might be able to fight on the boci of the sieve, endowed with power and the ability to lower, trample the people of Muller. Playing with a pistol, drinking Sokolov's wine, what's the truth about the volume of cubic meters - a lot, but to stick one on the grave? If Sokolov confirms his words, Muller pronounces a glass of schnapps before the shooting: “Before death, drink, Ruse Ivane, for the victory of the German siege.” Sokolov began to drink "for the victory of the German defense", but waited a while "for the power of death." Drinking the first bottle, Sokolov moved to have a bite. Another one was given to you. Just after the third wine, I tasted a small piece of bread, put it on the table. Telling me about it, Sokolov seems to say: “I wanted to damn it, show me that I want to disappear from hunger, but I can’t choke on my handout, that I have my own, Russian pride and pride and that they didn’t turn me into thinness, like they didn’t do it.”
Smilivist and vitrimka Sokolov impressed the German commandant. Vin didn’t just let go, but finally gave a small loaf of bread and a piece of bacon: “From what, Sokolov, you are a good Russian soldier. You are a good soldier. I am the same soldier and I respect the current opponents. I won't shoot you. Until then, this year our valiant warriors reached the Volga and completely covered Stalingrad. This is a great joy for us, to that I generously grant you life. Go to your block...»
Looking at the scene completed by Andriy Sokolov, we can say that she is one of the compositional peaks of the description. She has her own theme - spiritual wealth and moral nobility radian people, his own idea: there is no power in the world, building spiritually evil of a true patriot, he should be humbled before the enemy.
Andriy Sokolov did a lot of things on his way. National pride and dignity of the Russian radiant people, vibrancy, sincere people, innocence and inexorable faith in life, in their Fatherland, in their people - the axis that was typified by Sholokhov and truly Russian character Andriy Sokolov. The author, having shown the unshakable will, masculinity, heroism of a simple Russian people, who at the time of the most difficult trials, who fell to the lot of the Batkivshchyna, and the wrong special expenses of the zmіg rise above his own deep dramatism, a special share, the death of life is amazing. At tsomu є pathos of opovіdannya, yogo main thought.
At the fate of the Great Veteran War, Sholokhov, in his correspondence, drawings, vindicated the "Science of Hatred", victorious anti-human character of the Nazi war, showing the heroism of the Radyansk people, love to the Fatherland. And in the novel “The Stinks Fought for the Fatherland,” the Russian national character was deeply revealed, which clearly showed up at the days of important trials. Zgaduyuyu, as in the fates of the Hitlerites, they called the Radyansky soldier “Russian Ivan”, Sholokhov wrote in one of his articles: “The symbolic Russian Ivan is the axis of what: a man, frontovі thirty gramіv tsukru, who orphaned in the grіznі days of the war child, people, as if with their own body samoviddno covered up a comrade, ryatuyuyuchi yogo in the inevitable death, people, yak, clenching his teeth, endured and endured all the misery and negativity, going on a feat. Batkivshchyna".
Andriy Sokolov stands before us as such a modest rank and file soldier in the opi- nation "The Share of the People." Sokolov speaks about his husband's veins about the right to speak. Well vykonuvav vіn on the frontі svіy vіyskovy obov'yazok. Under Lozovenki, youma was instructed to carry shells to the battery. “It was necessary to hurry up a lot, because he was approaching us ... - Sokolov said. - The commander of our unit asks: "Will you slip, Sokolov?" And then there was nothing to eat. There, my comrades, maybe die, and I'll be snorting here? Yaka Rozmov! - I confirm youma. - I'm rushing through, period! For whom, the whole episode Sholokhov marked the main character of the hero - a little camaraderie, the ability to think about more, less for yourself. Ale, pierced by the opening of the projectile, having thrown the veins already in full at the Nazis. To marvel at the wine more, like to go to the exit of the German military. Knowing that such a fortune-teller is full, Andriy seems to be from a wicked zіtkhanny, turning to the mind: “Oh, brother, it’s not easy to understand from the right, that you are not from the will of the power in full. Whoever you haven’t tasted on your own skin, you won’t see it into your soul, so that it’s like a human being, what a thing means. About those who had a chance to endure in a full, it would seem like a yogi to say: “It’s hard for me, brother, to think, and it’s even more important to tell about those who happened to survive in a full. How you forge inhuman torments, as if you had a chance to suffer there, at the Nimechchina, as you forgot your friends-comrades, as you perished, rolled up there, at the camps, - the heart is no longer in the breasts, but in the gourds beats, and it is important to become dihati ... »
Being in full, Andriy Sokolov reported all his strength to save the people in himself, not to recognize the easier share of “Russian pride and pride” on the same day. One of the most beautiful scenes in the story is the scene where Andriy Sokolov, a captive Radyansky soldier, is drunk with a professional killer and a sadistic Muller. If Muller was informed that Andriy, having allowed him to show his dissatisfaction with hard labor, then he called him to the commandant's office for supplementation. Andriy, knowing that he was going to die, instead of virishiv “be brave, to look into the hole of the pistol fearlessly, like a lie down for soldiers, so that the enemies do not run into the rest of the whilin, so that it’s important for you to part with your life ...”. The scene is finished transforming into a spiritual duel between a captive soldier and the commandant of the camp, Müller. It would have been better if the forces of advancing might be able to fight on the boci of the sieve, endowed with power and the ability to lower, trample the people of Muller. Playing with a pistol, drinking Sokolov's wine, what's the truth about the volume of cubic meters - a lot, but to stick one on the grave? If Sokolov confirms his words, Muller pronounces a glass of schnapps before the shooting: “Before death, drink, Ruse Ivane, for the victory of the German siege.” Sokolov began to drink "for the victory of the German defense", but waited a while "for the power of death." Drinking the first bottle, Sokolov moved to have a bite. Another one was given to you. Just after the third wine, I tasted a small piece of bread, put it on the table. Telling me about it, Sokolov seems to say: “I wanted to damn it, show me that I want to disappear from hunger, but I can’t choke on my handout, that I have my own, Russian pride and pride and that they didn’t turn me into thinness, like they didn’t do it.”
Smilivist and vitrimka Sokolov impressed the German commandant. Vin didn’t just let go, but finally gave a small loaf of bread and a piece of bacon: “From what, Sokolov, you are a good Russian soldier. You are a good soldier. I am the same soldier and I respect the current opponents. I won't shoot you. Until then, this year our valiant warriors reached the Volga and completely covered Stalingrad. This is a great joy for us, to that I generously grant you life. Go to your block...»
Looking at the scene, Andriy Sokolov will finish it, one might say; that won't be one of the compositional peaks of opinion. She has her own theme - the spiritual wealth and the moral nobility of the Radiant people; own idea: there is no power in the world, building spiritually evil of a true patriot, he should be humbled before the enemy.
Andriy Sokolov did a lot of things on his way. National pride and agility of the Russian radiant people, vibrancy, sincere people, innocence and inexorable faith in life, in their Fatherland, in their people, - the axis that Sholokhov typified in the truly Russian character Andriy Sokolov. The author, having shown the unshakable will, masculinity, heroism of the "simple Russian people, who, at the hour of the most difficult trials, fell on the lot of his fatherland, and the wrong special expenses of the zmіg rise above his own vikonana of deep drama, a special share, death lives in life pathos of opovіdannya, yogo head thought.
The main hero of Mikhail Oleksandrovich Sholokhov's "Part of the People" is the Russian soldier Andriy Sokolov. Under the hour of the Great Great Veteran War, after drinking full wine.
There he steadfastly witnessed hard labor and the knowledge of the camp watchmen.
One of the culminating episodes of the epic is the dialogue between Andriy Sokolov and the commandant of the camp for the militants Muller. Tse is a sadistic sadist, who brings satisfaction to the beat of unfortunate, harmless people. Axis yak rozpovida about the new Sokolov’s report: “Low height, thin, blond and he himself is all white: hair on the head is white, і eyebrows, і viї, turn your eyes into the new buli bіli, navikati. Speaking in Russian, like me with you, dragging on the “o”, nibi native Volzhan. And matyukati buv meister is stingy. I de vin, cursing, just learned what trade? Buvalo, when we are in front of the block - the stink hut was called that, - where in front of the ranks we protect the essessians, we hold our right hand in the air. The new one has a mitten in his mittens, and a lead gasket in the mittens, so as not to hurt his fingers. Go and b'є another skin in the nose, let blood. Tse vin calling "prevention against influenza." І so skin day".
Share Sokolov vіch-na-vіch with Muller in an nervous duel. “It’s like in the evening we turned to the barracks with robots,” Andriy confesses. - This is the last day of the rainy days, lahmittya wants to be on us; everyone in the cold wind shuddered like dogs, tit-for-tat. And dry nowhere, zigrіtis - the same, and before that, the hungry are not the same to death, but even hotter. But in the evening we didn’t have to.
Taking a wet tear from myself, throwing it at the napkin, I say: “We need a quarter meter for a couple of cubic meters, and for the grave of the skin from us, one cubic meter through the eyes.” Just saying, but you know your own wicked, donis to the commandant of the camp about my girki words.
Andriy called to the commandant. Yak zrozumiv vіn himself and all yogo comrades, "to cut." At the commandant's, at a brightly laid table, all the tabernacle bosses were sitting. Hungry Sokolov was already muddied by the sight of the ill-treated one: “So-so, having crushed the boredom, and yet the eyes were torn off the table through great strength.”
“Right in front of me sit the incantation of Muller, playing with a pistol, throwing yoga from hand to hand, and he himself marvel at me without blinking, like a snake. Well, I'm at the seams, clapping my hands with tramples, loudly repeating: "Andriy Sokolov has arrived at your order, commander of the commandant." Win and ask me: “What, Russe Ivan, chotir cubic meters of virobitka - isn’t it rich?” “That’s right,” I say, “ger commandant, rich.” - And one of you to hang on the grave? - That's right, Her Commandant, to get the whole thing and get rid of it.
Vіn podvіvsya i kazhe: “I will give you a great honor, at once I will especially shoot you for your words. It’s not handy here, we’ll go to the doorway, you’ll sign there.” “Your will,” I say to youmu. Vіn standing, thinking, and then throwing the pistol on the table and pouring a flask of schnapps, taking a small piece of bread, putting it on a new skewer of fat and giving me everything and saying: “Before death, drink, Ruse Ivan, for the victory of the Germans.”
Prote to drink for the victory of the German siege Sokolov is categorically advised, it seems that he is not drinking, and even the commandant pronounces you to drink for death. “For his death and resurrection in the form of torment” Andriy waits for a drink and, without a bite, sips three bottles of burner. It’s unlikely that you want to demonstrate to the fascist officers the unshakable strength of mind and know you to death, more, more, yogo vchinok buv vyklikany vіdchaєm, more stupid thoughts and pochuttіv vіd strazhdan. It is not bravado here from the side of the hero of admonition, but restlessness, powerlessness, emptiness. I save the life of you not only to the one who impresses them with his masculinity, but to the one who cheers to the wondrous minds.
