Defense of the Motherland, is the defense of one’s own dignity

Defense of the Motherland, is the defense of one’s own dignity

The literature about the war is the memory of the people about the terrible and tragic years. This memory carries in itself the stories of VV Bykov, BL Vasilyev, AI Adamovich, and many other works. The books on the war remind us of the price at which the victory was won, and in what difficult situation the front was being tested and tempered by the characters of the people.

The story of M. Sholokhov “The Fate of Man” occupies a prominent place in the Russian literature of the twentieth century. The fate of Andrei Sokolov reflected the fate of those who had borne all the hardships of the war on their shoulders, experienced incredible suffering and preserved a man in themselves. His fate is marked by features of a true tragedy, heroism and heroism in the name of the Motherland.

“The fate of man” is an epic work. Epic in it is combined with the drama of plot situations and sincere author’s lyricism, which is a single artistic and integral alloy.

The story begins with a broad picture of spring and a leisurely epic narrative of the author-narrator (in the story of the author’s functions and the narrator are inseparable), it would seem, about minor events – about how he was ashore, about an uncomplicated crossing in a leaky boat through the rivulet, about the wet cigarettes, which had to be dried, spread out on the fence. He tells about the signs of spring, how the “wet snow” sloshes under the boots, the dampness rising from the water, and the bitter bitterness of rotting alder and how “a light breeze” brought from distant steppes “the eternally young, barely perceptible fragrance of the recently freed from under the snow of the earth. ” This is not just a description of the spring day. This is the first post-war spring! Therefore, next to this full-blown picture of the spring day, the narrator draws another picture: “Soon I saw a man coming out from behind the backyards of the farmhouse, leading a little boy by the hand, judging by the growth of five or six years, no more. wearily wandered towards the crossing, but, when they got

to the car, they turned to me. ” A conversation began between the people who met by chance. The narrator, looking at his companion, shuddered: “I looked at him from the side, and I felt uneasy. Did you ever see your eyes as if sprinkled with ashes, filled with such inescapable mortal anguish that it is difficult to watch in them? The eyes were with my casual interlocutor. ” judging by the growth – five or six years, no more. They walked wearily towards the crossing, but, getting close to the car, they turned to me. “The conversation started between the people who met by chance.” The narrator, looking at the other person, shuddered: “I looked at him from the side, and something began to feel uncomfortable to me. Have you ever seen your eyes, as if stained with ashes, filled with such inescapable mortal longing that it is difficult to look at them? These are the eyes of my casual interlocutor. ” judging by the growth – five or six years, no more. They walked wearily towards the crossing, but, getting close to the car, they turned to me. “The conversation started between the people who met by chance.” The narrator, looking at the other person, shuddered: “I looked at him from the side, and something began to feel uncomfortable to me. Have you ever seen your eyes, as if stained with ashes, filled with such inescapable mortal longing that it is difficult to look at them? These are the eyes of my casual interlocutor. ” as if sprinkled with ashes, filled with such inescapable mortal longing that it is difficult to look at them? These are the eyes of my casual interlocutor. ” as if sprinkled with ashes, filled with such inescapable mortal longing that it is difficult to look at them? These are the eyes of my casual interlocutor. “

The story of Andrei Sokolov about his life is the basis of the plot of the work. The story is full of acute dramatic events (the first and second escape of Andrei Sokolov from captivity, his clash with Mueller, the funeral of his son, who died on the last day of the war, the meeting with Vanyushka and his adoption, etc.). The plot of the story unfolds simultaneously in two plans: in the past – when the events about which Andrei Sokolov narrates are taking place, and in the present – at the moment of the narrative. This simultaneous presence of the hero is achieved here and there by the transfer of the unity of his feelings. He is now experiencing the suffering of captivity and the pain of irreparable loss as sharply and deeply, as then, in the war, when they struck him for the first time. “Well, and I had to take a scoop up the nostrils and up there, brother… Sometimes you do not sleep at night, you look into the darkness with empty eyes and you think: “Why did you, my life, hurt me so much?” Why did she make such a mess? I do not have an answer in the dark, or in the clear sun. “No, I can not wait!” – so begins Andrei Sokolov his narrative about what he has experienced.

The spiritual closeness of the author and the hero is felt throughout the story. Close to the heart takes the author of the fate of Andrei Sokolov. “Do not, friend, do not remember!” he says quietly to him, shocked by what he heard. In all its completeness, the author’s feelings are manifested in the lyrical end of the story. This is a passionate emotional monologue of the writer, concluding the narrative about the plight of a man who has taken upon himself all the hardships of war and has stood under the exorbitant burden of severe trials. And everyone, reading the story, feels like “suddenly like a soft but clawed paw” squeezes his heart when he sees a retiring man, and next to him is a boy standing behind the floor of his quilted jacket, the fate of which he just learned. And, it happens, more than once he reread the last lines of the work: “No, not only in a dream cry, elderly, gray-haired men during the war years. They are crying and waking. Here the most important thing is not to hurt the child’s heart, so that he does not see how burning and captivating a man’s tear runs down your cheek… “

The main character traits of Andrei Sokolov are revealed in his actions. Gradually we see the image of a man with a big heart and a beautiful soul. His character reflects the best features of man – not ostentatious, but profound patriotism, humanism, unshakable will to achieve the goal, freedom. In the image of Andrei Sokolov, Sholokhov embodies his aesthetic ideas about man, showing how he should be. The whole life of Andrei Sokolov is a confirmation of this. During the Civil War, he fought for Soviet power in the Red Army, during the Great Patriotic War – from the first days at the front. Andrei Sokolov is a man of action. In addition to his will, only captivity takes place. All the rest is a manifestation of his will: and that withstood the horrors of captivity, and that which survived when he learned of the death of his wife and daughters, and then of the captain’s son, Mueller was defeated in an unequal psychological battle, and, finally, that he still escaped from captivity and continued to fight. All this determines the dramatic drama of the story.

The most dramatic scene of the story is the clash of the hero with the camp commandant Müller. In this episode, Sokolov’s heroism manifests itself, a sense of high human dignity, patriotism and pride: “I wanted them, damned, to show that although I starve to death, but I’m not going to choke on their handouts, that I have my own, Russian dignity and pride and that they did not turn me into a beast, no matter how hard they tried. ” The human dignity of Andrei Sokolov turned out to be so high, and the firmness and courage in the face of death are so startling that even the enemy admired him: “That’s right, Sokolov, you are a real Russian soldier.” You are a soldier and I respect worthy opponents. I will not shoot you. ” It was Sokolov’s psychological victory, more than that, the recognition of this victory by the Hitlerite.

In such cases and thoughts, the essence of the hero is manifested. When he performs a feat, he does not think of him at all; Being a true hero, he does not suspect about this, considering his actions as an ordinary phenomenon; loving the Motherland, does not say about this feeling of loud phrases, but only “all night long” thinks, as if from captivity “to their own, to their homeland to escape”; passing through a fire that could kill all living things in a person, is capable of the highest feelings – adopting an orphan, again experiencing the joy of paternity. In the finale of the story, the theme of spring again rushes in. The second picture of spring awakening plays an important composition and semantic role. From the wide and joyful perception of the beauty of the world, when, “submitting to silence and loneliness,” it would be desirable “to follow carelessly with the white busty clouds floating in the faded blue,” the writer,


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Defense of the Motherland, is the defense of one’s own dignity