Letter to a literary hero

I can’t help but express to you, Vera Nikolaevna, my indignation. It may be cruel of me, but every person has the right to their own opinion, and I want you to know it, despite the pain it may cause you.

You are a cruel woman who did not want to understand the feelings of the person who idolized you. He loved with a sublime, pure, platonic love, and bowed to you. After all, perhaps this love would illuminate you life path, This is the kind of love you were waiting for.

After all, you wanted to be loved; you won’t deny that sometimes you had crazy thoughts about the possibility of responding to this unearthly love? But what held you back? Decency? Loyalty to your husband? Condemnation from relatives? No, fear! Yes, yes, exactly fear. You were mortally afraid to change the way of your life, the monotony you loved. And what have you achieved? You killed this love, you killed your admirer. It’s as if you pulled the trigger yourself.

You, of course, repented and now quite often think about how your life would have turned out if you had responded to his noble love. But now it’s too late, there’s no turning back, and you’ll be asking yourself this question all your life, and his death will be on your conscience. Maybe I'm wrong. I have no right to condemn you, but still I condemn you for missing your only chance in life - to be loved. But you made your choice.

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Tarasova Lada

One of the types creative works in literature - writing a letter to someone literary hero. This type of work allows you to combine work on speech development with the development of creative thinking of students. The essay “Letter to a Literary Hero” (Letter to Buratino) was written by Lada Tarasova, a 7th grade student, for the All-Russian essay competition.

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Hello, cheerful Pinocchio!

My name is Lada, I'm 13 years old. I have known you for a long time, albeit in absentia: at the age of six, my mother read me a fairy tale by A.N. Tolstoy "The Golden Key or the Adventures of Pinocchio." How I laughed at your funny pranks.

Time has passed. Recently I came across a book with your adventures, and I decided to re-read it. It seemed to me that your antics would make me laugh just as cheerfully. But it turned out that I did not accept and evaluate all your actions positively. Maybe that's why I wanted to write you a letter.

Pinocchio, do you remember how Papa Carlo made you from an ordinary log, from which stoves and fireplaces are heated in winter. You immediately began to play pranks, but dad Carlo, despite your pranks, fell in love with you and decided to raise you as his own. Having sold his warm jacket, he bought you the ABC and sent you to school. Papa Carlo dreamed that his son would grow up to be a “smart, sensible boy.”

What did you do, Pinocchio? I think it's very bad. You deceived Papa Carlo: instead of going to school, you went to the show puppet theater. Your thoughts at that time were “small, trivial.” When you committed a rash act, you did not think about Papa Carlo.

From this moment on, you begin to make the most absurd nonsense, mistakes that made me worry about you. Trusting, curious, open, you acted unreasonably. Having trusted Alice the Fox (that cunning cheat) and Basilio the Cat (the pretender), he allowed himself to be fooled. They tried to trick you into taking five gold coins from you.

You trusted " evil forces": the terrible Karabas-Barabas, who treated his actors cruelly, Duremar - a cunning, greedy sycophant and deceiver. You did not pay attention to the words of those who wanted to warn you against wrong actions: you did not listen to the bird Scops Owl warning of danger, the talking cricket who advised you to come to your senses, you contradicted Malvina, who saved you from death when you were hanging upside down on a tree.

Pinocchio! You were ready to be rude to the wise and ancient turtle Tortilla, the inhabitant of the pond, but she opened your eyes to who you really are. “You are a brainless, gullible boy with short thoughts,” the turtle said in a calm voice. At the moment, this was a fair description of your actions. Turtle Tortilla told you the truth about “friends” Alice and Basilio.

The old turtle did right by you. She understood that you are still small, you don’t know life, but you have a kind heart. No wonder Tortilla gave you the Golden Key. She believed that you would be able to unravel his secret and help those in need.

After this meeting, changes took place in you, Pinocchio: the eccentric boy stepped aside. You directed your mischief and courage to a useful and necessary cause. Before, you didn’t notice those who wanted to help you. Not immediately, of course, but gradually I realized how important it is to have friends and what happiness it is to save them from certain death. “We need to save a comrade - that’s all,” you said.

So step by step, Pinocchio, you became more tolerant, kinder, while remaining just as cheerful and agile. I was happy for you. You justified the hopes of the wise Tortilla. After long adventures, you made friends in the form of puppet actors, whom you managed to free from the hands of Karabas-Barabas. For good to win, you made mistakes, committed absurd stupidities, but were purposeful and active.

Pinocchio, thanks to your adventures, I realized that good always wins, but evil is left with nothing, and that cunning and flatterers are bad friends.

It’s so good that the fairy tale with your adventures led you and your friends to the cherished door, behind which you will not upset Papa Carlo (I hope so).

See you soon, Buratino!

Letter to a literary hero.
Written by 4th grade students.
Cl. head T.P. Barakova.

Hello, the funniest one fairy tale hero Pinocchio! 4th grade student Sasha is writing to you. I really enjoy your adventures. Even sometimes it seems that I look like you. I like to have fun, walk, play and be naughty. Perhaps someday I will also play in the theater, or maybe not...
Bye, Pinocchio! See you again on the pages of the book!
Sasha.

Hello, Little Prince. My name is Polina. I learned about you from A. Exupery’s fairy tale “The Little Prince”. I really love nature, and especially flowers. I found out that you really want to have a friend. I realized that your favorite flower is a rose. I live on planet Earth, where many types of roses and other flowers grow. They are all wonderful. Each one is pretty. And they all decorate my planet. When I look at roses, I smell them. My soul is filled with happiness.
Dear Prince, I invite you to visit. I will show you many beautiful flowers. I think that you and I will become friends.
I'm waiting for a response to my letter.
Pauline.

Hello, dear Malvina. I learned about you from A. Tolstoy’s fairy tale “The Golden Key”. I really like you. You have a very kind heart. You have good friends. Together you defeated the formidable Karabas Barabas. You helped your new friend Pinocchio. Now you are finally free. I would really like to meet you and play with your friends.
Masha.

Hello, dear Little Prince. I know a lot about you and your flower. You are great for standing up to how the rose controlled you. I hope you remember the Fox's advice. I know that you were surprised when you saw many roses, just like your flower. You always thought that the rose was using you, until you found out that she loved you. From then on, you became protective of her and proud of her. When you said goodbye to her, she cried, although she was a very proud flower.
Goodbye, Little Prince.
Anya.

Hello, Little Mermaid! Julia is writing to you. How are things in the underwater kingdom? I'm fine. I have read more than one fairy tale about you, watched many films and cartoons. I really liked it all. I really want to be like you: cheerful, funny, beautiful and smart. I want you to be able to swim and breathe underwater just as well. I saw in the cartoon that your life is full of adventures, I would also like to take part in them. Sometimes I even imagine that I am a mermaid.
This is where I end my letter. Bye!
Julia.

Hello, Little Prince. Anna is writing to you. I read the story about you and I really liked it. I want to invite you to Earth. We would go with you to the circus, the zoo, the theater. I would bring you to my school and introduce you to my classmates.
If you arrive in winter, we can go skiing, sledding or skating, play snowballs or build a snowman. If you come in the summer, I will teach you to roller skate, ride a bicycle, and jump rope. In summer you can sunbathe and swim in the river. We could eat some ice cream, let's go bubble. In general, there are a lot of interesting things on Earth.
I have two girlfriends. They help me in difficult times. Come! Let's play and take a photo for memory. Then you can look at the photo and remember each other. I will wait for you.
Goodbye.
Anna.

Hello, the old man from the fairy tale “About the Fisherman and the Fish.” I'm Anton. Grandfather, is it true that you caught a goldfish three times? And your wife is a greedy person, give her everything: a trough, a hut, and make her a queen. So I questioned her. How old are you? I'm 11. What's your name? I live in the city of Gryazovets. I study at school No. 2, in 4th grade. I study vocals, play guitar and hockey.
Answer please.
Goodbye. Anton.

Hello, Little Prince! I've been wanting to see you for a long time. I want to visit your planet, see how big your flowers grow. I also really want to look at your rose and ask her why she offended you. I think you're doing well now.
Goodbye.
Alina.

Letter to a literary hero.
Writes Yulia Sh., a 4th grade student.
Cl. head S.V. Novakovskaya.

Dear Nils! Hello! Yulia is writing to you from the city of Gryazovets.
I read Selgma Lagerlöf’s story “Nils’s Wild Geese” about you. I liked how you changed. You were bad, but now you have become a true friend! I learned that you really love helping friends, relatives, and flying with Martin. I also like to go out with friends and help everyone who needs help. I was surprised how you looked after Martin in the early days. You used to be absent-minded, a hooligan, lazy, a deceiver! And after the trip, you became an attentive, fair, honest friend, and began to bring happiness to others. You have made many friends. You have learned to overcome obstacles.
I really like to draw, I go to art school. Come to us, I will show you my exhibition of works. You and I would be good friends.
Bye!

Letter to a literary hero.
Writes Danila G., 5th grade.
Teacher of Russian language and literature N.B. Sharonova.

Hello Harry Potter. My name is Danila. I also want to go to Hogwarts, fly on a broom, and cast different spells. I study well, and you? I know several spells, for example: “Avada Kedavra” is a killing spell, “Expecto Patronum” is a spell from the prison guards. How are you living, are you well fed, are you scared? Harry, why didn't Lord Voldemort kill you? Why do you have such a scar?
Please send me an email in response. I have one more question for you. Who is your favorite teacher? My favorite teacher of Russian language and literature is Natalya Borisovna Sharonova.
Goodbye, Harry. Answer my questions, and if you also want to ask me something, then send me your questions. I'll be glad.
Your friend Danila.

I can’t help but express to you, Vera Nikolaevna, my indignation. It may be cruel of me, but every person has the right to their own opinion, and I want you to know it, despite the pain it may cause you. You are a cruel woman who did not want to understand the feelings of the person who idolized you. He loved with a sublime, pure, platonic love, and bowed to you. After all, perhaps this love would illuminate your life path; you were waiting for just such love. After all, you wanted to be loved; you won’t deny that sometimes you had crazy thoughts about the possibility of responding to this unearthly love?

But what held you back? Decency? Loyalty to your husband? Condemnation from relatives? No, fear! Yes, yes, exactly fear. You were mortally afraid to change the way of your life, the monotony you loved. And what have you achieved? You killed this love, you killed your admirer. It’s as if you pulled the trigger yourself. You, of course, repented and now quite often think about how your life would have turned out if you had responded to his noble love.

But now it’s too late, there’s no turning back, and you’ll be asking yourself this question all your life, and his death will be on your conscience. Maybe I'm wrong. I have no right to condemn you, but still I condemn you for missing your only chance in life - to be loved. But you made your choice.

Alexander Ivanovich Kuprin as a person and a writer was shaped by the stormy time of the first Russian revolution. It was this that conveyed to Kuprin’s paintings - no matter how gloomy their truth was - a dream of the future, a passionate expectation of a storm that would cleanse and transform the world. The cherished thought of Kuprin the humanist about tragic contradiction being: originally wonderful person among the good and generous nature and - a cruel, unnatural possessive system that brings him torment and death.

One of the remarkable creations of A. I. Kuprin is the story of love “ Garnet bracelet" The writer himself called her “sweet” and admitted that “... he has never written anything more chaste.” The plot of the story is simple: a young telegraph operator has long been hopelessly in love with Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina. The young man cannot withstand the torments of love and voluntarily leaves his life, and Vera Nikolaevna understands what great love she has passed by. From a simple, even primitive plot, Kuprin was able to create beautiful flower, which has not faded for many decades.

Princess Vera is loved and loves her husband, “the former passionate love for her husband has long turned into a feeling of strong, faithful, true friendship, she helps the prince with all her might...” They occupy a prominent position in society: he is the leader of the nobility. The princess is surrounded by brilliant society, but where does this painful melancholy come from that does not leave her? Listening to her grandfather's stories about "love", Vera Nikolaevna understands that she knew a man who was capable of true love- “selfless, selfless, not waiting for reward. About which it is said “strong as death”... the kind of love for which to accomplish any feat, to give one’s life, to go to torment is not work at all, but even joy.

going to torment is not work at all, but even joy... Love should be a tragedy..."

Isn’t this the kind of love experienced by the “little telegraph operator” Zheltkov? Kuprin brilliantly shows that high moral qualities do not depend on a person’s class affiliation. This is given by God - a soul capable of love can live in a poor shack and in a palace. For her there are no boundaries, no distances, no prohibitions. Zheltkov admits that he is unable to stop loving Princess Vera. Only death can end this beautiful and tragic feeling. How consonant are the thoughts of the poor man Zheltkov and the aristocrat Anosov. The telegraph operator's "seven years of hopeless and polite love" give him the right to respect. Vera's husband, Vasily Lvovich, understood Zheltkov, perhaps envied this man's talent.

After Zheltkov’s death, Princess Vera is executed for not preventing his suicide, although she felt and foresaw such an end. She asks herself the question: “What was it: love or madness?” Vasily Lvovich admits to his wife that Zheltkov was not crazy. He was a great lover who could not imagine his life without love for Princess Vera, and when his last hope was gone, he died. An inexplicable melancholy covers Princess Vera when she sees the dead Zheltkov and understands “that the love that every woman dreams of has passed her by...”

Kuprin does not give any assessments or moralizing. The writer only conveys a beautiful and sad story about love. The souls of the heroes woke up in response to great love, and that's the key.

I can’t help but express to you, Vera Nikolaevna, my indignation. It may be cruel of me, but every person has the right to their own opinion, and I want you to know it, despite the pain it may cause you. You are a cruel woman who did not want to understand the feelings of the person who idolized you. He loved with a sublime, pure, platonic love, and bowed to you. After all, perhaps this love would illuminate your life path; you were waiting for just such love. After all, you wanted to be loved; you won’t deny that sometimes you had crazy thoughts about the possibility of responding to this unearthly love? But what held you back? Decency? Loyalty to your husband? Condemnation from relatives? No, fear! Yes, yes, exactly fear. You were mortally afraid to change the way of your life, the monotony you loved. And what have you achieved? You killed this love, you killed your admirer. It’s as if you pulled the trigger yourself. You, of course, repented and now quite often think about how your life would have turned out if you had responded to his noble love. But now it’s too late, there’s no turning back, and you’ll be asking yourself this question all your life, and his death will be on your conscience. Maybe I'm wrong. I have no right to condemn you, but still I condemn you for missing your only chance in life - to be loved. But you made your choice. Alexander Ivanovich Kuprin as a person and a writer was shaped by the stormy time of the first Russian revolution. It was this that conveyed to Kuprin’s paintings - no matter how gloomy their truth was - a dream of the future, a passionate expectation of a storm that would cleanse and transform the world. The cherished thought of Kuprin the humanist about the tragic contradiction of existence: an initially beautiful person among a good and generous nature and a cruel, unnatural possessive system that brings him torment and death. One of the remarkable creations of A.I. Kuprin is the love story “Garnet Bracelet”. The writer himself called her “sweet” and admitted that “... he has never written anything more chaste.” The plot of the story is simple: a young telegraph operator has long been hopelessly in love with Princess Vera Nikolaevna Sheina. The young man cannot withstand the torments of love and voluntarily leaves his life, and Vera Nikolaevna understands what great love she has passed by. From a simple, even primitive plot, Kuprin was able to create a beautiful flower that has not faded for many decades. Princess Vera is loved and loves her husband, “the former passionate love for her husband has long turned into a feeling of lasting, faithful, true friendship, she helps the prince with all her might. ..” They occupy a prominent position in society: he is the leader of the nobility. The princess is surrounded by brilliant society, but where does this painful melancholy come from that does not leave her? Listening to her grandfather's stories about "love", Vera Nikolaevna understands that she knew a person who was capable of true love - "selfless, selfless, not waiting for reward. About which it is said - "strong as death" ... the kind of love for which to commit any feat, to give one’s life, to undergo torture is not work at all, but even joy... Love should be a tragedy...” Isn’t this the kind of love experienced by the “little telegraph operator” Kuprin brilliantly shows that high moral qualities do not depend on? This is given by God - a soul capable of love can live in a poor shack and in a palace. For her, there are no boundaries, no distances, no prohibitions. Zheltkov admits that he is unable to stop loving Princess Vera. This is a beautiful and tragic feeling. How consonant are the thoughts of the poor man Zheltkov and the aristocrat Anosov. “Seven years of hopeless and polite love” of the telegraph operator give him the right to respect. After Zheltkov’s death, Princess Vera is executed for not preventing his suicide, although she felt and foresaw such an end. She asks herself the question: “What was it: love or madness?” Vasily Lvovich admits to his wife that Zheltkov was not crazy. He was a great lover who could not imagine his life without love for Princess Vera, and when his last hope was gone, he died. An inexplicable melancholy covers Princess Vera when she sees the dead Zheltkov and understands “that the love that every woman dreams of has passed her by...” Kuprin does not give any assessments or moralizing. The writer only conveys a beautiful and sad story about love. The souls of the heroes woke up in response to great love, and this is key.