Tvardovo biography children

The father of the poet, Tryphon Gordeevich, with all his merits about which will be discussed below, was strict to severe, ambitious to soreness, it was greatly developed by possessive manners, and the children - and an impressive and sensitive to all injustice to Alexander, was sometimes very difficult with him. Nevertheless, the conditions in which the childhood of the future poet flowed out, developed so that he could comprehend the essence of peasant work and the charm of his native nature to absorb the poems of the classics and learn to overcome difficulties, value the fruits of human labor and develop curiosity, penetrate the intransigence of greed, cruelty, cowardice and hypocrisy, and give the expanse of his rampant dreams, and persistently achieve the goal and persistently achieve the goal.

To develop a certain moral code on the threshold of youth is a high moral code of a Soviet citizen and a Russian poet. Let's give the word to Tvardovsky. But for the father, who was the only son of an landless soldier and the long -term hard work of the blacksmith earned the amount necessary for the first contribution to the bank, this land was a road to holiness. This terrain was rather wild, away from the roads, and the father, a wonderful master of blacksmithing, soon closed the forge, deciding to live from the ground.

But he had to turn to the hammer every now and then: to rent someone else's horn and an anvil in the waste, working a giant. Father was a literate man and even aged in a vecific. The book was not a rarity in our home use. Whole winter evenings were often given to reading aloud a book. Tolstoy, Nikitin happened in this way. The father also knew many verses in memory. "It must have been sank in the heart of the boy who had even barely reading in warehouses, dislike and aversion to the crowned executioner Ivan the Terrible, to the traitor of Mazepa, to the Samoles Kirile Petrovich Troekurov.

And maybe there is nothing surprising, not the random that his first poem, composed at that age, is still composed at that age. I did not know all the letters of the alphabet, denounced the boys, the ruins of bird nests. In the eighteenth year of his life, Alexander Trifonovich Tvardovsky left his native Zagor. By this time, he had been in Smolensk more than once, once visited Moscow, personally met M.

Isakovsky, became the author of several dozen printed poems.