The Winter Palace in St. Petersburg - formerly the main Imperial Palace of Russia, located at Palace Square, 2 / Dvortsovaya Embankment, 38. The current palace building (the fifth) was built in 1754-1762 by the Italian architect BF Rastrelli in the style of the magnificent Elizabethan Baroque with elements of French rococo in interiors. Since the Soviet era, the main exposition of the State Hermitage has been housed in the palace.
Since the end of construction in 1762 to 1904 was used as the official winter residence of Russian emperors. In 1904, Nicholas II moved his permanent residence to the Alexander Palace in Tsarskoye Selo. From October 1915 until November 1917, a hospital named after Tsarevich Alexei Nikolaevich worked in the palace. From July to November 1917, the Provisional Government was located in the palace. In January 1920, the State Museum of the Revolution was opened in the palace, dividing the building from the State Hermitage up to 1941.
The Winter Palace and the Palace Square form the most beautiful architectural ensemble of the modern city and are one of the main objects of domestic and international tourism.
Near the big city was a forest, in the forest - a glade on which grew different forest flowers. In good weather, when the sun gently warmed, butterflies flew to the glade, and grasshoppers sang grasshoppers. A light breeze, flying over the forest, rocked flowers, grass and trees, bringing with it a pleasant coolness. Flowers in this meadow knew how to talk, so they told each other the forest news, and they also played a ball of dew drops. It was fun and interesting for them to live in this forest glade.
One morning a new flower appeared on the glade - on a thin stalk with small leaves and a very small unopened green bud. "You look like ordinary grass," said the big red flowers of the Poppy, "because you are so green." "No," said the new flower, "I'm Forget-me-not." "But what a flower you are if your bud did not open!" Said the Camomiles, rocking on thin legs. "Here we are, Camomiles, on this glade for a long time and the flowers by name Nezabudka do not know. "There are no such flowers," Bell Bell rang, "we live a lot in this clearing, we do not know flowers named Nezabudka. All the flowers in the meadow arose: - There is no such flower, you are not ours, we will not be friends with you.
The little thin green Forget-me-not looked at herself: - Yes. I'm all green, my bud has not opened, no one wants to talk to me, not to play ... From this thought she felt lonely and abandoned. She became so sad that she began to fade: the already thin stalk became even thinner, the leaves fell, and the bud, which had not opened, bent down to the ground ... Forget-me-not quite withered, when suddenly it began to rain, which gave it a saving moisture. Forget-me-not came alive and again heard the voice of Romashka: - Look, what a big flower with a yellow center and white petals. I look like the sun. "And we," the Bells rang, "are the loudest in the whole glade." We know a lot of songs and forest stories.
And little thin Nezabudka again had nothing to say, but no one listened to her, because she did not look like a flower. "We need to collect all the forces so that my bud will blossom and they will see that I'm also a flower," Forget-me-not thought. Suddenly people came to the clearing, and Nezabudka was frightened that they would come to her, that no one would see her, because she was as green and thin as grass. But this did not happen.
And the next day, at Nezabudka, a flower emerged from the bud - very beautiful, blue with a white outflow, in shape quite unlike any flower in the clearing. To the joyful voices of the flowers came birds, which began to twitter, that nowhere and never met such a beautiful and unusual flower.
To all the Flowers Forget-me-not liked very much and on the forthcoming ball of colors she was chosen by the Queen. The crown sparkled on her crown. With joy she danced, sang and told the most interesting forest stories.
Forget-me-not was happy also because she stood firm, when she was very ill, she could find strength in herself. After all, her bud did open up and everyone saw that Forget-me-not - a beautiful flower.
O. GAVRICHENKO
When discussing a fairy tale, attention is paid to the fact that such qualities as perseverance, self-confidence, willpower, patience help to withstand a difficult moment, something that despair could lead to.
Since the end of construction in 1762 to 1904 was used as the official winter residence of Russian emperors. In 1904, Nicholas II moved his permanent residence to the Alexander Palace in Tsarskoye Selo. From October 1915 until November 1917, a hospital named after Tsarevich Alexei Nikolaevich worked in the palace. From July to November 1917, the Provisional Government was located in the palace. In January 1920, the State Museum of the Revolution was opened in the palace, dividing the building from the State Hermitage up to 1941.
The Winter Palace and the Palace Square form the most beautiful architectural ensemble of the modern city and are one of the main objects of domestic and international tourism.
Flowers in this meadow knew how to talk, so they told each other the forest news, and they also played a ball of dew drops. It was fun and interesting for them to live in this forest glade.
One morning a new flower appeared on the glade - on a thin stalk with small leaves and a very small unopened green bud.
"You look like ordinary grass," said the big red flowers of the Poppy, "because you are so green."
"No," said the new flower, "I'm Forget-me-not."
"But what a flower you are if your bud did not open!" Said the Camomiles, rocking on thin legs. "Here we are, Camomiles, on this glade for a long time and the flowers by name Nezabudka do not know.
"There are no such flowers," Bell Bell rang, "we live a lot in this clearing, we do not know flowers named Nezabudka.
All the flowers in the meadow arose:
- There is no such flower, you are not ours, we will not be friends with you.
The little thin green Forget-me-not looked at herself:
- Yes. I'm all green, my bud has not opened, no one wants to talk to me, not to play ...
From this thought she felt lonely and abandoned. She became so sad that she began to fade: the already thin stalk became even thinner, the leaves fell, and the bud, which had not opened, bent down to the ground ...
Forget-me-not quite withered, when suddenly it began to rain, which gave it a saving moisture. Forget-me-not came alive and again heard the voice of Romashka:
- Look, what a big flower with a yellow center and white petals. I look like the sun.
"And we," the Bells rang, "are the loudest in the whole glade." We know a lot of songs and forest stories.
And little thin Nezabudka again had nothing to say, but no one listened to her, because she did not look like a flower.
"We need to collect all the forces so that my bud will blossom and they will see that I'm also a flower," Forget-me-not thought.
Suddenly people came to the clearing, and Nezabudka was frightened that they would come to her, that no one would see her, because she was as green and thin as grass. But this did not happen.
And the next day, at Nezabudka, a flower emerged from the bud - very beautiful, blue with a white outflow, in shape quite unlike any flower in the clearing.
To the joyful voices of the flowers came birds, which began to twitter, that nowhere and never met such a beautiful and unusual flower.
To all the Flowers Forget-me-not liked very much and on the forthcoming ball of colors she was chosen by the Queen. The crown sparkled on her crown. With joy she danced, sang and told the most interesting forest stories.
Forget-me-not was happy also because she stood firm, when she was very ill, she could find strength in herself. After all, her bud did open up and everyone saw that Forget-me-not - a beautiful flower.
O. GAVRICHENKO
When discussing a fairy tale, attention is paid to the fact that such qualities as perseverance, self-confidence, willpower, patience help to withstand a difficult moment, something that despair could lead to.