Kibereva Elizaveta
One of the topics in the “Listening to Music” lesson was a conversation about the seasons. I especially liked the autumn season and, while doing my homework, I decided to take a closer look at the theme of “Autumn” in painting, literature and music.
Having started work, I discovered that I knew few poems about autumn, was almost unfamiliar with paintings, and only one piece of music came to mind.
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Nomination "Musical Art"
It's a sad time, the charm of the eyes…..
Kibireva Elizaveta
1st grade student
vocal department
Supervisor:
Korolkova M.A.
teacher
theoretical disciplines
Nefteyugansk, 2013.
- Introduction. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3
- Main part. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4
- Conclusion. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8
- Application. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9
Introduction.
In September of this year, I, like many children my age, went to first grade. My long-time dream was to learn to sing and play an instrument, so I entered the music school named after Vasily Vasilyevich Andreev and became a student in the vocal department. In addition to vocal lessons, I attend solfeggio and listening to music, learning to play the piano.
One of the topics in the “Listening to Music” lesson was a conversation about the seasons. I especially liked the autumn season and, while doing my homework, I decided to take a closer look at the theme of “Autumn” in painting, literature and music.
Having started work, I discovered that I knew few poems about autumn, was almost unfamiliar with paintings, and only one piece of music came to mind. Then I decided to conduct a survey among my comrades and ask them these questions.
Do you know poems about autumn?
Do you know any paintings about autumn?
Do you know musical works, songs about autumn?
After the survey, it was concluded that my comrades know very few poems (two out of 14), don’t know paintings at all (not a single positive answer out of 14), and know a little more songs (three out of 14).
Main part.
In autumn, nature becomes quiet, as if preparing for winter sleep, it seems tired, tired. The trees are throwing off their leaves. Birds are leaving us and flying to warm countries. When you look at this fading autumn nature, you are overcome by different feelings: tenderness, surprise from admiring the beauty, and sadness from saying goodbye to summer, the warmth that the beauty of autumn is leaving. If we compare the time of year with the time of day, then spring is the morning, because everything wakes up and begins to move, summer is the middle of the day, and autumn is twilight, evening, the end of the day.
Autumn can be so different! In early autumn, nature is decorated with a multi-colored outfit. You won’t see any colors and shades! A late autumn it rains, the leaves fall, everything fabulous beauty nature fades and goes away. It's sad to see bare trees, clouds and puddles.
To paint a picture, the artist has paints, the poets have words, the composer has only sounds. But you can draw beautifully with them, as Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky does. In the melodious melody of Tchaikovsky “Autumn Song” there is a parting with the passing summer, regret about the fading nature. The work is dominated by sad intonations - sighs. The melody brings back memories and nostalgia. In it, a sad autumn landscape and a person’s mood are fused together. Listening to “Autumn Song,” it’s easy to imagine an empty veranda, strewn with withered leaves, and the sounds of a piano coming from afar... This is my favorite work.
S. Yu. Zhukovsky was probably filled with similar feelings when creating his painting “Autumn. Veranda” (Appendix No. 1).
One of the most famous artists Who loved to write autumn so much is Isaac Ilyich Levitan. Autumn was Levitan's favorite time of year, and he dedicated many paintings to it.
Painting " Golden autumn" - one of the best creations of the artist, bright colors, solemn peace create a feeling of the greatness of nature. Looking at the pictures, I just want to exclaim: “It’s a sad time! The charm of the eyes!”, “Lush decay of nature”, “Forests dressed in crimson and gold.” How accurately and aptly Pushkin described his favorite time of year in his famous poems, and the artist depicted autumn, putting a flurry of feelings and experiences into the paintings (Appendix No. 2).
In the picture we see a birch grove in copper-gold autumn decoration. In the depths of the meadow the river is lost, on the left bank of which there are slender white-yellow birch trees and two aspen trees with almost fallen leaves. The ground is covered with yellowing withered grass. And on the right bank of the river there is a row of still green willows, which seem to resist autumn withering. The river surface seems motionless and cold. The autumn day depicted by the artist is full of light.
The same rich autumn decoration appears before us in the painting by V.D. Polenova "Golden Autumn" (Appendix No. 3).
A poem by Sergei Yesenin surprisingly suits this picture:
The golden grove dissuaded
Birch, cheerful language,
And the cranes, sadly flying,
They don’t regret anything anymore...
The mood of this picture is similar to the musical work “Autumn” from the cycle “The Seasons” by A. Vivaldi. Listening to music, we can imagine the following picture: autumn leaves, falling, spinning in a waltz, the sun is shining, the birds, smoothly flapping their wings, fly away to the south.
Both musical works and the painting “Golden Autumn”depict calm autumn weather.
These works impressed me very much and I also wanted to depict autumn, to convey my mood in the drawing, inspired by the melody (Appendix No. 4, No. 5).
But autumn is not only golden with a clear azure sky! Autumn weather can be sad and cheerful, sunny and cloudy, golden and gray.
During vocal lessons, I became acquainted with the song “Autumn” based on the verses of A. Pleshcheev. The scale is minor and the melody returns to the same note. It depicts a picture of autumn weather:
Autumn has come
The flowers have dried up,
And they look sad
Bare bushes.
Withers and turns yellow
Grass in the meadows
It's just turning green
Winter in the fields.
A cloud covers the sky
The sun doesn't shine
The wind howls in the field,
The rain is drizzling.
The waters began to rustle
of the fast stream,
The birds have flown away
To warmer climes.
This poem is consonant with “Autumn Melody” by A. Rybnikov. The music expresses a melancholy, depressed, sad mood, consonant with the uncomfortable, joyless picture of fading nature. The music is monotonous, plaintive, and even some disturbing notes can be heard. Notes of regret for the passing warmth and beauty.
This is exactly how Isaac Levitan saw autumn in his painting “Autumn” (Appendix No. 6).
And in the film “Autumn” by Stanislav Yulianovich Zhukovsky, real autumn bad weather played out! (Appendix No. 7).
Looking at this uncomfortable landscape, you can hear the sound of the wind, carrying the last wet leaves and gray clouds into the distance, merging with the restless notes of the work “The Storm” by L. V. Beethoven.
Conclusion.
Composers, poets and artists see the nature of autumn in different ways, and convey their impressions in different ways with the help of colors, intonations, comparisons: composers - in music, poets - in poetry, artists - in their paintings.
“Sad time” or “charm of the eyes”... One way or another, autumn has always inspired poets, artists and musicians to create great masterpieces. Such a different autumn: in some works there is a celebration of colors and the triumph of nature, in others there is light sadness, nostalgia, and bad weather.
Autumn is a time of magical transformation of nature, which generously gives the last rays of warmth, preparing to sleep for many months under a fluffy winter blanket.
Autumn is a time of year that leaves no one indifferent. That’s why poets and writers dedicated such wonderful lines to autumn. Artists have painted many paintings of autumn nature, which are masterpieces and never cease to delight us. With the richness of its colors, autumn attracted the attention of great composers who sang its beauty.
I love autumn, perhaps because I was born in October. Perhaps because “Autumn Song” by P.I. Tchaikovsky is one of the favorite works for me and my mother. I dream of learning to play the piano and performing “Autumn Song” for her one fine October evening...
Application.
Literature.
Autumn (Z. Fedorovskaya)
Autumn was blooming at the edges of the colors,
I quietly ran a brush across the foliage:
The hazel trees turned yellow and the maples glowed,
In the autumn purple there is only green oak.
Autumn consoles:
Don't regret summer!
Look - the grove is dressed in gold!
*** (A. Pushkin)
The sky was already breathing in autumn,
The sun shone less often,
The day was getting shorter
Mysterious forest canopy
With a sad noise she stripped herself,
Fog lay over the fields,
Noisy caravan of geese
Stretched to the south: approaching
Quite a boring time;
It was already November outside...
Autumn (V. Avdienko)
Autumn walks along the path,
Got my feet wet in puddles.
It's raining
And there is no light.
Summer is lost somewhere.
Autumn is coming
Autumn is wandering.
Wind from maple leaves
Reset.
There's a new rug under your feet,
Yellow-pink -
Maple.
*** (A. Pleshcheev)
Boring picture!
Endless clouds
The rain keeps pouring down
Puddles by the porch
Stunted rowan
Gets wet under the window;
Looks at the village
A gray spot.
Why are you visiting early?
Has autumn come to us?
The heart still asks
Light and warmth!
*** (A.S. Pushkin)
It's a sad time! Ouch charm!
Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me -
I love the lush decay of nature,
Forests dressed in scarlet and gold,
In their canopy there is noise and fresh breath,
And the skies are covered with wavy darkness,
And a rare ray of sunshine, and the first frosts,
And distant threats of gray winter.
Autumn (A.N. Maikov)
There's already a golden leaf covering
Wet soil in the forest...
I boldly trample my foot
The beauty of the spring forest.
Cheeks are burning from the cold:
I like to run in the forest,
Hear the branches crack,
Rake the leaves with your feet!
I don’t have the same joys here!
The forest has taken away the secret:
The last nut has been picked
The last flower is plucked;
The moss is not raised, not dug up
A pile of curly milk mushrooms;
Doesn't hang near the stump
Purple of lingonberry clusters;
Lies on the leaves for a long time
The nights are frosty, and through the forest
Looks kind of cold
The clarity of transparent skies...
Autumn (K. Balmont)
Lingonberries are ripening,
The days have become colder,
And from the bird's cry
It only makes my heart sadder.
Flocks of birds fly away
Away, beyond the blue sea,
All the trees are shining
In a multi-colored dress.
The sun laughs less often.
There is no incense in the flowers.
Autumn will wake up soon
And he will cry sleepily.
Autumn tales and stories.
I. S. Turgenev Autumn day in a birch grove(excerpt from the story “Date” from the series “Notes of a Hunter”). The action of many of the stories in “Notes of a Hunter” also takes place in the fall.
I. S. Sokolov-Mikitov Short stories about autumn: Autumn,Deciduous Fairy tale, Forest in autumn, Autumn in the forest, The hot summer has flown by, Autumn in Chun.
N. G. Garin-MikhailovskyAutumn Poem in prose.
I. A. Bunin Antonov apples.
K. G. Paustovskyyellow light, PresentA story about autumnBadger nose, Farewell to summer, What types of rains are there?(Excerpt from the story “Golden Rose”),My house, Dictionary of native nature.
V. Sukhomlinsky I want to have my say.
K. D. Ushinsky Stories and tales Autumn.
M. M. Prishvin Poetic miniatures about autumn.
N. I. Sladkov Autumn in the forest, Autumn is on the doorstep, Forest hiding placesSeptember(Autumn is on the threshold, On the great path, Spider, Time, Birds, Squirrel fly agaric, Winged shadow, Owl that was forgotten, Sly dandelion, Friends and comrades, Forest rustles),October(Sewing, Scary Invisible Man,
Pheasant bouquet, Trees creaking, The mystery of the birdhouse, Old acquaintance, Magpie train, Autumn Christmas tree, Stubborn finch, Forest rustles, Magic shelf),November(Why is November piebald? Resort “Icicle”, Powder, Wagtail letters, Desperate hare, Tit stock, Starlings have arrived, Forest rustles).
G. A. Skrebitsky Autumn(Story from the book “Four Artists”).
G. Ya. Snegirev Blueberry jam.
V. G. Suteev Apple.
V. V. Bianki
Municipal state-financed organization additional education"Belgorod Palace children's creativity» Belgorod
department of artistic and aesthetic education
Scenario of the autumn ball
“Autumn time, the charm of the eyes!”
The script was developed by a methodologist
department of artistic and aesthetic education
Annenkova I. G.
The event was held
in the children's association "Blue Bird"
Belgorod
2015
Target: to cultivate a love for beauty, for nature, for the Motherland. Develop aesthetic taste, a sense of friendship, mutual assistance, the ability to have fun and have fun.
Tasks:
develop Creative skills students, expressive reading skills.
Scenario participants: students of the children's association "Blue Bird" of the department of artistic and aesthetic education of the Belgorod Palace of Children's Creativity.
Decor: autumn flowers, garlands of yellow leaves, branches autumn trees, bunches of rowan berries, on the table in a vase - vegetables, fruits, an exhibition of drawings on an autumn theme, multi-colored balls. On the stage there is a poster “Sad time, charm from the eyes!” At the door there is an invitation poster “Welcome to the Autumn Ball!”
Preparation:
1. Wrappers, forfeits.
2. Leaflets with participant numbers.
3. Gifts from Cardin.
4. Apples, potatoes.
"Wreath of leaves."
Autumn composition and a story about it: what it is made of, what it symbolizes, its purpose.
Questions, riddles, tasks for phantom lotto “Nadezhda”.
Puzzles:
1. Came without paints and without a brush and repainted all the leaves(Autumn).
2. He sees and does not hear, walks, wanders, prowls, whistles(Wind).
3. The beast is afraid of my branches, they won’t build nests in them, my beauty and power are in the branches, tell me quickly - who am I?(Deer).
4. Sits - turns green, falls - turns yellow, lies - turns black.(Sheet).
5. Very friendly sisters, they wear red berets. Autumn is brought to the forest in summer(Chanterelles).
6. They ask and wait for me, but when I come, they hide(Rain).
7. There is a hat, but without a head, there is a leg, but without shoes(Mushroom).
Questions:
1. Who picks apples with their backs?
2. Who has a cheek instead of a bag?
3. Birds fly south in the fall - everyone knows this. Are there “migratory” animals?
4. Which animal dries mushrooms?
5. The leaves of which trees turn red in autumn?
6. Where do frogs go for the winter?
7. What animal gives birth to cubs in November?
8. Name the names of songs associated with autumn and sing at least 4 lines.
9. What was September called in ancient times?
11. Old name November?
12. Which forest has no leaves?
Progress of the event.
(Participants in the stage action are smartly dressed. Each has some sign of autumn on their clothes, a piece of paper with a number is drawn on it. The music is playing - the calm, slightly sad melody of “Autumn Waltz”. Gradually it fades away. The presenters come out.)
1 Presenter. It's a sad time! Ouch charm!
I am pleased with your farewell beauty.
I love the lush decay of nature,
Forests dressed in scarlet and gold...
This is how Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin once expressed his admiration for autumn nature. And I wanted to express my feelings in the words of the great poet.
2 Presenter. And I would like to continue with the words of another famous Russian writer and poet Ivan Alekseevich Bunin:
The forest is like a painted tower,
Lilac, gold, crimson,
A cheerful, motley wall
Standing above a bright clearing.
Birches with yellow carvings.
Glisten in the blue azure,
Like towers, the fir trees are darkening,
And between the maples they turn blue.
Here and there through the foliage
Clearances in the sky, like a window.
The forest smells of oak and pine,
Over the summer it dried out from the sun,
And autumn is a quiet widow
Enters his colorful mansion.
3 Presenter. Autumn… Golden time of the year, striking with the richness of flowers, fruits, and a fantastic combination of colors: from bright, eye-catching to blurry-transparent halftones.
4 Presenter. But it’s true, look around, take a closer look: the foliage sparkles like forged gold, multi-colored lanterns of asters and chrysanthemums flash brightly, rowan berries freeze on the trees with droplets of blood, and the bottomless autumn sky surprises with the abundance and brightness of the stars scattered across it.
1 Presenter. Sad October holds out his business card, where colorless ink in the fogs the lines of the brilliant Russian poet were written:
October has already arrived - the grove is already shaking off
Last leaves from its naked branches;
The autumn chill has blown in - the road is freezing.
The stream still runs babbling behind the mill,
But the pond has already frozen…
2 Presenter. It's autumn outside now. We call it differently: cold, golden, generous, rainy, sad. But, be that as it may, autumn is a wonderful time of year, it is the time of harvesting, summing up field work, this is the beginning of school, this is preparation for a long and cold winter. And no matter whether it’s cold or warm outside, our native land is always beautiful, attractive, and charming! And popular wisdom says: “Autumn is sad, but life is fun.” So let wonderful music sound on this October day, let unbridled cheerful laughter flow like a river, your legs know no fatigue in dancing, let your fun never end!
All presenters. We are opening our festive Autumn Ball!
3 Presenter. The honorable right to cut the ribbon and open our Autumn Ball is given to our beloved additional education teacher Valentina Nikolaevna Umanets.
(The ribbon is cut, music sounds, everyone lines up.)
4 Presenter. Now let's take the oath of the Autumn Ball participants.
All. We swear!
1 Presenter. Have fun from the heart!
All. We swear!
2 Presenter. Dance until you drop!
All. We swear!
3 Presenter. Laugh and joke!
All. We swear!
4 Presenter. Participate and win in all competitions.
All. We swear!
1 Presenter. Share the joy of victory and the prizes received with friends.
All. We swear! We swear! We swear!
2 Presenter. We talked for a long time, but completely forgot that we had to dance at the ball. Maestro, music!
(Music sounds, everyone dances)
3 Presenter. And now we are starting the competition program.
1 competition – literary. Now the lines of Russian poets will be heard, and you name their authors. Everyone who guesses correctly gets a forfeit. Please save them until the end of the ball.
Glorious autumn! Healthy, vigorous
The air invigorates tired forces.
Fragile ice on the icy river,
It lies like melting sugar.
Near the forest, like in a soft bed,
You can get a good night's sleep - peace and space!
The leaves have not yet faded,
Yellow and fresh, they lie like a carpet.(N. Nekrasov)
There is in the initial autumn
Short but wonderful time –
The whole day is like crystal,
And the evenings are radiant...(F. Tyutchev)
The sky was already breathing in autumn,
The sun shone less often,
The day was getting shorter
Mysterious forest canopy
With a sad noise she was naked...(A. Pushkin)
Autumn. Our whole poor garden is crumbling,
Yellowed leaves are flying in the wind;
They only show off in the distance, there at the bottom of the valleys,
Clusters of bright red withering rowan trees.(L. Tolstoy)
4 Presenter. And now competitive program is interrupted. We have music. Everyone is dancing.
(Music sounds. Everyone dances)
1 Presenter. And again our autumn ball continues. I have a box in my hands. There are forfeits in it. We are glad that you came to our ball. And we are looking for students among our guests who have a broad outlook, are talented, and smart. So, we invite you to participate in the phantom lotto “Nadezhda”. We hope that many will want to express themselves. And they will all be awarded with small candy wrappers.
(The guys receive forfeits with tasks, questions, riddles. Those who guessed get a forfeit,
2 Presenter. And now, I think there should be a musical break, because what would an Autumn Ball be without dancing?
(Everyone is dancing)
2 Presenter. (Addresses other presenters) Please tell me, do you like coziness, warmth, comfort. Is your home comfortable?
(Leaders answer)
So our guests tried to make our holiday cozy. To do this, they performed a composition from autumn material. They will not only show it, but also tell you what it is called and what it consists of.
(Team representatives defend their composition. With the help of a competent designer - teacher - it is determined best composition. A forfeit is awarded).
3 Presenter. Dear guests, please listen to a short announcement. In parallel with our competition program, there is a competition for the title of King and Queen of the Autumn Ball, which students of our theater studio can become. Each of them has leaves with numbers. Each of those present can go up to the stage and write down the number of the person they consider a contender for this title. Now we invite everyone to dance! Maestro, music!
1 Presenter. It's time to take a break from dancing. That's why we have a game. You all probably love apples. I hope our members do too.
( Game "Who can eat the apples faster." The apples are tied on a rope and the participants' task is to eat the apple without their hands.)
2 Presenter. Everyone knows how tasty and healthy potatoes are. Very often we all have to both plant it and remove it. I suggest that the next participants in the game collect the harvest. The game is called "Collect Potatoes". It is carried out as follows: a lot of potatoes are scattered on the floor, and the participants in the game, blindfolded, must quickly harvest the crop in one minute. The winner is the one who collects the most potatoes in the bucket.
(The game “Collect Potatoes” is played)
3 Presenter. We remind you that the competition for the title of King and Queen continues. And now there is a musical break.
(Music sounds)
4 Presenter. Hurry up to make your choice of King and Queen. Since the competition program is coming to an end.
1 Presenter. And now last competition our ball. Two participants are invited. Competition "Wreath of leaves". Behind better job– prize.
(a competition is held and the winner is announced)
2 Presenter. It is announced who became the King and Queen of the ball.
(On the winners
wear wreaths of leaves)
2 Presenter. The Prom Queen gives the floor.
(The Queen determines the participants in the games,
competitions that greatest number candy wrappers.
All of them are rewarded for their active participation).
1 Presenter. They say that autumn means sadness, continuous rains, cloudy weather... Don't believe it, friends! Autumn is beautiful and attractive in its own way. It brings generosity to the soul, warmth from human communication to the heart, and brings unique beauty into our lives!
2 Presenter. Autumn has fully come into its own today, and we will celebrate its arrival. We thank this autumn for bringing us all together for the autumn ball. Winter, spring, summer are ahead... And then autumn again. How many more of them there will be in our lives! We hope that the golden lights of the Autumn Ball will be lit for all of us more than once. See you again!
(Slow music plays)
1 presenter.
It's a sad time! Ouch charm!
I am pleased with your farewell beauty.
I love the lush decay of nature,
Forests dressed in scarlet and gold... -
This is how Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin once expressed his admiration for autumn nature. And I wanted to express my feelings in the words of the great poet.
2 presenter. And I would like to continue with the words of another famous Russian writer and poet Ivan Alekseevich Bunin:
The forest is like a painted tower,
Lilac, gold, crimson,
A cheerful, motley wall
Standing above a bright clearing.
Birch trees with yellow carving
Glisten in the blue azure,
Like towers, the fir trees are darkening,
And between the maples they turn blue
Here and there through the foliage
Clearances in the sky, like a window.
The forest smells of oak and pine,
Over the summer it dried out from the sun,
And autumn is a quiet widow
Enters his colorful mansion.
1 presenter. Autumn... The golden time of the year, striking with the richness of flowers, fruits, and a fantastic combination of colors: from bright, eye-catching to blurry-transparent halftones.
2 presenter. But it’s true, look around, take a closer look: the foliage sparkles like forged gold, multi-colored lanterns of asters and chrysanthemums flash brightly, rowan berries freeze on the trees with droplets of blood, and the bottomless autumn sky surprises with the abundance and brightness of the stars scattered across it.
1 presenter. Sad October holds out its business card, where the lines of the brilliant Russian poet are written in colorless ink of fog:
October has already arrived - the grove is already shaking off
The last leaves from their naked branches;
The autumn cold has arrived - the road is freezing.
………………………………………………..
But the pond has already frozen...
2 presenter. It’s autumn outside the windows now... We call it differently: cold, golden, generous, rainy, sad... But, be that as it may, autumn is a wonderful time of year, it’s the time of harvesting, summing up the results of field work, it’s the beginning of studies in school, this is preparation for a long and cold winter... And no matter how it is outside: cold or warm - the native land is always beautiful, attractive, charming! And popular wisdom says: “Autumn is sad, but life is fun.” So let the beautiful sounds sound on this October day, let the river of uncontrollable cheerful laughter flow, your legs know no fatigue, let your fun have no end!
All presenters. We are opening our holiday “Autumn Ball”.
1 presenter. Now let's take an oath for the participants of the "Autumn Ball".
All. We swear!
2 presenter. Have fun from the heart!
All. We swear!
1 presenter. Dance until you drop!
All. We swear!
2 presenter. Laugh and joke!
All. We swear!
1 presenter. Participate and win in all competitions.
All. We swear!
2 presenter. Share the joy of victory and the prizes received with friends.
All. We swear! We swear! We swear!
1 presenter. We talked for a long time, but completely forgot that we had to dance at the ball.
They want to present their dances to us...
2 presenter. And now we are starting the competition.
1 competition - literary. Now the lines of Russian poets will be heard, and you name their authors.
a) Glorious autumn! Healthy, vigorous air
Invigorates tired forces,
Fragile ice on the icy river,
It lies like melting sugar.
Near the forest, like in a soft bed,
You can get a good night's sleep - peace and space! -
The leaves have not yet faded,
Yellow and fresh, they lie like a carpet. (N.A. Nekrasov)
B) There is in the initial autumn
A short but wonderful time -
The whole day is like crystal,
And the evenings are radiant... (F.I. Tyutchev)
B) The sky was already breathing in autumn,
The sun shone less often,
The day was getting shorter
Mysterious forest canopy
With a sad noise she was naked... (A.S. Pushkin)
D) Autumn. Our whole poor garden is crumbling,
Yellowed leaves are flying in the wind.
They only show off in the distance, there, at the bottom of the valleys,
Bright red brushes of withering rowan trees... (A.K. Tolstoy)
1 presenter. And now the competition program is interrupted. Let's get a look …
2 presenter. Dear guests, please listen to a short announcement. In parallel with our competition program, a competition for the title of King and Queen of the “Autumn Ball” is taking place. Each of you has pieces of paper with numbers. Each of those present can go to the basket and write down the number of the person they consider a contender for this title.
1 presenter. It's time to take a break from dancing. That's why we have a game.
2 presenter. You all probably love apples. I hope our members do too.
Game "Who can eat the apples faster."
The apples are tied on a rope and the participants' task is to eat the apple without their hands.
1 presenter. And now we invite everyone to watch the dance...
2 presenter. And now we invite 2 representatives from each group. Everyone knows how tasty and healthy potatoes are. Very often we all have to both plant it and clean it up. I suggest that the next participants in the game collect the harvest. The game is called "Collect Potatoes".
Conditions of the competition: a lot of potatoes are scattered on the floor, and blindfolded participants must quickly collect the crop in one minute. The winner is the one who collects the most potatoes in the bucket.
1 presenter. We remind you that the competition for the title of King and Queen continues.
Hurry up to make your choice of King and Queen. Since the competition program is coming to an end
2 presenter. And now the last competition of our ball. Two participants from each group are invited. Competition "Wreath of leaves".
1 presenter. And while the participants are working on the wreaths, we offer you a performance...
2 presenter. They say that autumn is sadness, continuous rains, cloudy weather... Don't believe it, friends! Autumn is beautiful and attractive in its own way. It brings generosity to the soul, warmth from human communication to the heart, and brings unique beauty into our lives!
1 presenter. It is announced who became the King and Queen of the ball. (They wear wreaths of leaves)
2 presenter. Autumn has fully come into its own today, and we will celebrate its arrival. We thank this autumn for bringing us all together for the “Autumn Ball”. Winter, spring, summer are ahead... And then autumn again. How many more of them there will be in our lives! We hope that the golden lights of the Autumn Ball holiday will be lit for all of us at our school more than once. See you again!
The famous poem “Autumn” (in another version “October has already arrived...”) is known to everyone in our country. Perhaps not by heart, but a couple of lines are a must. Or at least some phrases, especially those that have become catchphrases. Well, at least this one: “Sad time! The charm of the eyes! Who else could say that? Of course, Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin! Autumn time is a charm of the eyes... Look how subtly noted... What could inspire a person, even if he is very gifted, to write such a touching work? Just autumn? Or something more?
Family estate
In the autumn of 1833, he came to Boldino, a village located near Nizhny Novgorod. a famous person, author of the most famous works to this day, Russian genius, literary reformer - A. S. Pushkin. Autumn time, the charm of the eyes... He loves this place, he idolizes the season, which gives him not only inspiration, but also physical strength. The estate visited famous poet, - generic.
"Autumn"
The work “Autumn” is considered unfinished, consisting of 11 complete eight-line lines and a beginning twelfth. In poetry, he describes his worldview during his stay in Boldino. Silence, the opportunity to forget, even to renounce the world, in order to give free rein to thoughts and dreams... Only work - boiling, selfless, all-consuming...
This is exactly how the inspired Autumn time felt - the charm of the eyes - captured the author, forcing bright colors words to draw every moment of fading surrounding nature. The poet describes the life and way of life of the district estates, and his own pastime.
He also talks about his attitude to the seasons, arguing in detail this or that point of view. The author refers these enthusiastic words not only to autumn, but also to winter with its amusements and beauties. Pushkin shares his feelings with readers in a simple form.
Autumn time, the charm of the eyes, so unloved by many, but which has won his heart, makes him feel the need to justify himself to others, proving and explaining his enthusiastic attitude, which is so strikingly different from the opinion of most other people.
First visit to Boldino
First time in Nizhny Novgorod region Pushkin was on the eve of his wedding. The author was stuck in Boldino for three months. The magnificent autumn season - the charm of the eyes, as Pushkin wrote - inspired him to fruitful work. During that period, from the pen of the Russian classic came a whole series of works that are still famous to this day, including “The Tale of the Priest and His Worker Balda.”
Second visit
The next time (in the fall of 1833) Pushkin deliberately goes to the village; he already perceives it not as a family estate, but as an office for creativity. He is in a hurry to get there, despite the fact that his beautiful wife is waiting for him in St. Petersburg, and he has not been home for a very long time. Pushkin stayed in Boldino for only a month and a half, but during this time he gave the world several fairy tales and more than one poem.
Autumn time! Ouch charm!.. Do you know how beautiful Boldino autumn is? She cannot help but captivate with her beauty.
P.S.
During the same period, Pushkin gave birth to such a famous work as “The History of Pugachev.” In Boldino, the author finished work on the work, rewriting it completely. There, work began on the cycle “Songs of the Western Slavs”. The writer must not have exaggerated when he wrote that it was in the fall that he felt a surge of inspiration:
"... And I forget the world - and in the sweet silence
I'm sweetly lulled to sleep by my imagination,
And poetry awakens in me..."
VII
It's a sad time! Ouch charm!
Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me -
I love the lush decay of nature,
Forests dressed in scarlet and gold,
In their canopy there is noise and fresh breath,
And the skies are covered with wavy darkness,
And a rare ray of sunshine, and the first frosts,
And distant gray winter threats.
Analysis of the poem by A. S. Pushkin “Sad time, charm of the eyes”
The golden time of the year amazes with its beauty and poetry. The period when nature brightly and solemnly says goodbye to summer, warmth, greenery, and prepares for winter sleep. Yellow and red foliage adorns the trees, and when they fall off, they form a motley carpet under your feet. The off-season has inspired artists, poets, composers, and playwrights for centuries.
Pushkin was always attracted by autumn with its charm. He loved this time more than any other, about which he tirelessly wrote both in prose and poetry. In the poem “Sad time, charm of the eyes,” Alexander Sergeevich talks about the seasons and comes to the conclusion that the end of October is ideal for him in all respects.
He does not like spring, praised by many poets, because it is dirty and slushy. Can't stand hot summers with constantly buzzing insects. The lyrics are more to the soul of “Russian cold”. But the winter is frosty and long. Although the hero loves to race on a sleigh in the snow and skate. The weather is not always favorable for your favorite pastimes. And sitting at home for a long time by the fireplace is boring and sad for the narrator.
The famous lines were born in the second Boldino autumn in 1833. It is known that this period was the most productive for the poet, his creative upsurge. When the fingers themselves asked for the pen, and the pen for the paper. Preparing for bed, the withering of nature is for Pushkin a stage of renewal, a new life. He writes that he is blooming again.
Already in the first lines there is an antithesis. A striking contrast between two descriptions of one phenomenon. On the one hand, the poet exclaims: “It’s a sad time.” On the other hand, he calls the weather outside the window the charm of the eyes. He writes about the decline of nature - a word with a negative connotation. But at the same time, he informs the reader about his love for this period. The farewell beauty of forests dressed in crimson and gold, devastated fields beckons the author for a walk. In such weather it is impossible to sit indoors.
The lyrical hero is the narrator, behind whom the personality of Alexander Sergeevich himself is drawn. The attentive reader understands that the description is alive. Pushkin depicts what he sees in poetic lines. Nature is spiritualized. Therefore, her image can be considered the second hero of the plot.
The author carefully, politely, very courteously, confidentially communicates with the reader. As if inviting to dialogue. He asks for opinions and apologizes for being too prosaic. Thus, the genre of address was used. This way the reader better understands the author, his mood, feeling and the idea that the poet wanted to convey.
Measured, melodious, rhythmic reading is achieved using the chosen poetic meter - iambic. The poem is divided into octaves, which are stanzas of eight lines.
Compositionally, the text looks unfinished. Alexander Sergeevich ends with the line: “Where should we sail?” Inviting the reader to reflect on this question for himself. Small element natural philosophical lyrics in landscape description.
The lines are purposefully devoid of an accurate description of the landscape.
Pushkin, as a true painter in poetry, here acts as an impressionist. A moment is caught that is about to give way to another. But the picture is slightly blurry, conveying not so much details as emotions.
Thanks to the poem by A.S. Pushkin’s “Sad time, the charm of the eyes” we can see autumn through the eyes of the great poet. After reading the text, it leaves positive emotions and pleasant excitement.
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