Tvir Tyutchev I love a thunderstorm on the cob of grass. "Vesnyana Thunderstorm", analysis of F.I. Tyutchev

Sings Fedir Ivanovich Tyutchev ugly Ovstuge, who is in the Bryansk region. His dignity and youth were guilty of being here, the sounds and trembling love went to Russian nature, as he was unaffected by his trivial, about twenty rockets, living behind the cordon with France. Love sings before rіdnoї moviі native malovnichy to the Russian land, which is vіn vіvuє in its verses, only grown up.

About spring nature, beauty and grailiveness, he sings in writing at virsha “ spring thunderstorm". The quatrains of the vіrshі nemes are tied together with an invisible thread, the stench shimmers and smoothly transitions from one to the other, like bi graying.

"I love a thunderstorm in ear of grass,
If there are springtime, perry gram,
Yak bi are empty and playful,
Gurkoche in blakit sky ”.

The first rows in front of us are fasting spring nature, First gram and light board. The author examines the beauty of spring nature, її unrepeatability and greatness. The rows sound even more barvy and bright, the stench is re-added to the buried and the radio. We see invisible things from the first glance, on which they are not brutal.

"To make noise gurkit young,
The axis of the board, breezing, drank to fly,
hung pearl boards,
The first son of the thread to gild ".

Virsh re-envisioned with barvy artistic advices, as the author of Viktoria: "Thunderous Cup", "In the sky blakitnoy", "Spring, fresh gram", "Motor drive", "Gurkit young", "Motor drive" and " He sings about the manifestations of nature, attributed to the rice of the power and the living to the things. So at the new grim - empty and raving, like a small child. Potik - to live, and chmara - to pour the boards together. The author of the cycle of fondness is that nature is alive, and the power is like being of a human being.

Skin word in virshi is pre-verbal і maє sense. The main change in size, which is a vicarist author, is chotiristopny iambic. Unimportant for the strength of the verse, Fedir Ivanovich Tyutchev is a genial poet, as well as the verse of the guinea and the simplicity, and there is nothing more to come to them. Smells of the stench.

Virshi Tyutchev zmushuyut us take a look at the light and nature with our eyes, remember those appearances, but before the bully our eyes were uncomfortable. The stench of re-enrichment with positive emotions, natural and drowned beauty of nature, holy and love. The image of people and nature, mindlessly tied in a single whole, is in your mind.

Urodzhenets Ovstuge, in the Bryansk region. His dignity and youth were guilty of being here, the sounds and trembling love went to Russian nature, as he did not care about his trivial, about twenty years, living behind the cordon with France. Lyubov sings until he is old and young in the Russian land, as a wine in his verses, only grown up.

About spring nature, її beauty and grailivity, he sings in Virsha's writing. The quatrains of the virshi nemes are tied together with an invisible thread, the stench shimmers and smoothly transitions from one to the other, like bi graying.

"I love a thunderstorm on the cob of grass,
If there are springtime, perry gram,
Yak bi are empty and playful,
Gurkoche in blakit sky ”.

The first rows in front of us are the spring of nature, the first time and a light board. The author examines the beauty of spring nature, її unrepeatability and greatness. The rows sound even more barvy and bright, the stench is re-added to the buried and the radio. We see invisible things from the first glance, on which they are not brutal.

“To rustle the gurkit of the young,
The axis of the board, breezing, drank to fly,
Pearl boards hung,
The first son of the thread to gild ".

Virsh re-envisioned with barvy artistic advices, as the author of Viktoria: "Thunderous Cup", "In the sky blakitnoy", "Spring, fresh gram", "Motor drive", "Gurkit young", "Motor drive" and " He sings about the manifestations of nature, attributed to the rice of the power and the living to the things. So at the new grim - empty and raving, like a small child. Potik - to live, and chmara - to pour the boards together. The author of the cycle of fondness is that nature is alive, and the power is like being of a human being.

Skin word in virshi is pre-verbal і maє sense. The main change in size, which is a vicarist author, is chotiristopny iambic. Unimportant to the strength of the verse, є a genial poet, so as the verses of the guinea and the simplicity, but before them there is nothing more to come. Smells of the stench.

Zmushuyut us look at the light and nature with the eyes of our eyes, mind those appearances, but before that we were uncomfortable with our eyes. The stench of re-enrichment with positive emotions, natural and drowned beauty of nature, holy and love. The image of people and nature, mindlessly tied in a single whole, is in your mind.

Fedir Ivanovich Tyutchev was born in the village of Ovstug in the Bryansk region and provided here children and youthful rock. The stars itself sings a subtle and receptive love to nature. Wonderfully, well, we have been overwhelming for more than twenty rocky behind the borders of Russia, we’re constantly hanging in French, won love to our native land. Yogo is not for nothing called the sp_vak of nature. Mova sings in opposition to me with her barvy and life.

Peregortayu zbіrnik vіrshіv Tyutchev, I overlook my glance at the vіrshі under the name "Spring Thunderstorm". Spring nature is imagined in the new one. To be built, in the skin stanzas to sound the svyatkova music of merriments. Hostility and fun in nature come about.

Вірш is stored from chotiroh stanzas. The stench tied between themselves is not only behind the zmist, ale and іntonatsієu. To be built, so the Persha stanza yak bi smoothly and gracefully pass into a friend and so far.

"I love a thunderstorm on the cob of grass,

If there are springtime, perry gram,

Yak bi shvidshim that playful,

Gurkoche in blakit sky ”.

This is the sound of an ear of virsha, and I immediately reveal my spring with a radiant, cheerful board and a first thunder. The price of creation is not for the addressee, but here is the lyrical hero, the author. We are introduced to us as notifications, which will examine nature, and spring beauty and greatness. Internal light hero of re-enactment of joy and drowning. The hero of the vіrsha vіdkriva unrepeatable beauty is not only the obvious, but the haunted from the wicked eyes, the addictive nature.

"To rustle the gurkit of the young,

The axis of the board, breezing, drank to fly,

Pearl boards hung,

The first son of the thread to gild ".

Emotional-meaningfulness of the answer is reached by the author for help artistic contributions To some wines it is not once given, for example, such adherents as: "springtime, pershih gram", "in the sky blakitnoe", "gurkit young", "motor drive", "Thunderous cup", and that іnshі. For the barvyness of the virshi, the author of the vikorist detachment,

for example: "grim, shvidshim that rookie", "bizhit potik", "smiyuchis, spilled on the ground."

Virsh spellings of chotiristopnim iambic. The tse of the basic variations of the size, which sings the koristuvavsya. "Vesnyana Thunderstorm" - Tvir, opened by the help of the mayister. Fedir Ivanovich Tyutchev is not prudent to be blinded by inviting effects and forms. Yogo vіrshi, even short, ale mіzh tim until there is nothing to do with them. The word is skinless and povnotsinno.

For Tyutchev, the beauty and sainthood, the writing of nature, the joy of the people and the people who work together. Feeling the quivering love and tendency to nature, the creation of F.I. Tyutchev. I love the work of the poet, for those who think of his creation is inspired by the images taken from the light of the soul and nature. Those who I didn’t think of before, I don’t mind you, you don’t dew in your eyes!

The great Russian poet Fedir Ivanovich Tyutchev loving and experiencing nature. And let us fall in love with the hour of fate, Bula spring sings - the hour of renewal of all living things, an ear of new life. Tyutchev, assigning the springless virshiv: “ spring water"," Winter is not for nothing to be angry ... " One of the best
virshiv - "Spring Thunderstorm".

There are a lot of reassurances for the good and for the good. Sings the image of a thunderstorm - a natural phenomenon, call out to the wicked fear and triviality. Ale the thunderstorm at Tyutchev's call is іnsha. Vona is beautiful and strong, cheerful and overwhelmed, refreshing and instilling a feeling of drowning. Mi bachimo tse is a natural phenomenon in development: yoy ear, the very thunderstorm and the end.

I do not sing of my senses. Wines to be pleased and thirsty for the shy and burglary lives of nature. Tyutchev will describe the spring thunderstorm from the burial places and natures. Mi Nemov is chuєmo sounds like tvir: gurkit to thunder, noise of water, bird's voices. Vibrancy and clarity in virshu nadayut metaphor (pearls of boards, the sun of the thread to gild), detachment (all echo merrily to thunder), confusion (gram, as if shvidshim that grayuchi, gurkoche). Everything in nature is harmonious and vibrant to one and the same. The thunderstorm symbolizes life, ruh, mits and the power of nature.

The enmity of the poet's majesty, as if to convey to the reader his vision of radio joy. At the same time, Tyutchev wants to be nice to nature and to be attracted by the skin.

The peculiarity of the early change of F.I. Tyutchev's "Vesnyana Thunderstorm" Вірш було written by a poet in 1828 during the first time he moved to Nimechchina and published in the magazine "Galatea". Tyutchev turned to the creator through a quarter of a century, in 1854 rots: in another version of the bule, the Persian stanza was re-broken and the other stanza was added.

The main theme is thunderstorm. The thunderstorm for Tyutchev is a tse, a persh for everything, a ruh, a sign of the serpent, a new people. Tyutchev to carry out a subtle parallel between nature and the light of people, reflecting the spring thunderstorm with the hour of youth - the hour of becoming a human soul. Having stepped into childhood at the age of after life, the youth will become full of fun, publicly declare about itself.

The idea of ​​the same nature and people, as there is no part of it, is transmitted from the top of the sky, water, and sleep. Tyutchev uosoblyuє natural phenomena, attributed to їm rice people. The "Spring Thunder" is empty and empty, yak little kid, Potik to live, and the gloom spills water, smithe.

Romantic versh is prompted like a monologue of a lyrical hero. The composition of the art includes chotiri stanzas. The first of them sing the theme and introduce head image- a thunderstorm, in two offensive stanzas rozgortayutsya zmіnyuyut one frame of the picture is a menace. The stanza is concluded after the additional introduction to the ancient Greek mythology, once again rephrasing the image of a menace, a divine ear of nature, shared by light, and the cyclicality of the light itself.

The lightness of the sounding and the melodicness of the virsha nadaє the chotiristopny iambic with pyrrhic, characteristic for Tyutchev. The "Spring Thunder" of Vikoristan has a perennial rimuvannya;

One poetic image of the virsha - a thunderstorm - opens up as a poet behind the help of non-artistic artists. There is a great number of sonorous, inaudible and vocal aliterations of “g” and “r” (“to make up gurkit”, “to make up”) create a sound picture of a menace. The development of a child, a collapse, is transmitted from the top of a group of children in special or special forms (gurkoche, frolicking, playful, to fly, not to move, to live). The abundance of words allows you to set the effect of frames in a quick change of a picture of a menace.

Especially the variability of the verse is made of yaskravi, just like the chosen stitches: the instincts (the gurkit of the young, the thunderous cup, the pearls of the boards), the metaphor (the dream of the thread to gild), the detachment (the gamble of the thread), the inversion

Concentrating respect on one, near to the surrendered life - spring menace, Tyutchev miraculously engrossed її describe in a poetic form, pushing natural phenomenon philosophical zmist.

Virsh "Vesnyana Thunderstorm"

I love a thunderstorm on the cob of grass,
If there are springtime, perry gram,
Yak bi shvidshim that playful,
Gurkoche in blakit sky.

Makeup gurkit young!
The axis of the board, breezing, drank to fly ...
Pearl boards hung,
At the very end of the thread to gild ...

Burn down the engine,
The fox does not have the din of birds,
І gam lisoviy, і noise Nagorny -
All echo merrily to the thunder ...

You will say: Vіtryana Geba,
Godyuchi Zeus' eagle,
A boiling cup from the sky
Smiyuchis, spilled on the ground!