She went to the seashore, hesitated for a moment, looked resolutely at the sky and said:

Hi.
The waves beat monotonously against the shore, bringing spray to her body. She stood without taking her eyes from the night sky. A light cool wind was blowing, which, swaying the branches of bushes and trees, broke the silence of the night. After about five minutes she changed position, squatting down. The wind ruffled her hair, refreshed her face. She closed her eyes. The noise of the wind and swaying branches became familiar, and it seemed that there was ...

On the shore Mediterranean Sea they sat on a flat stone, embracing, dawn dawned. They were silent and absorbed the beauty of the world, morning, sea. The beauty of the harmony of life, the harmony of two hearts. It was very quiet and warm despite the early spring.

Having clung to each other, they absorbed the bright and ghostly, transphysical colors of the morning, the mysteriously thick blue of the sea, crystal air, like drops flowing down on them from otherworldly spheres, pearl mist, the first rays of the rising sun. The world was palpably different ...

The sea is a huge, limitless amount of salt water. Water, which is sometimes calm, sometimes slightly driven by the breeze, rolled by waves, sometimes stormy, turning into a storm and a hurricane, causing a tsunami and the ninth wave. The water is golden-red, then bright red from which the sun rises at dawn and drowns in it at sunset.

The deep sea with its bays and straits, islands and peninsulas, icebergs, harbors, marinas and marinas and the main assistant and guide for sailors ...

Yes Yes! Exactly! Girls, their processor is completely different from ours.
And we are not from different planets, from the same Source, there are simply differences in the program.

Proof? Now! And from the point of view of physiology, and anatomy, and esotericism.

I will prove it from all sides.

The man is the one who fertilizes. One who for many centuries has been engaged in the extraction of food.

Just think how many centuries they spent their energy to slaughter a mammoth, drag it into a cave, plow a field, catch and tame cattle ...

The wind has already completely died.
In fact, it is not the wind that has died down - this sky has stopped fidgeting.

It can be so restless here that it even tries to slip off the surface of the sea and

Fly away towards the moon. Then her face, satiated with earthly attention, oily, self-satisfied, will suddenly turn into an angry stump of meat and everyone will certainly note this change, linking it with something of their own.

The interpreters of the changes will wake up, open their schools and start collecting money from the naive.

For those, of course, not so ...

Introduction
You know, when you go down the old stairs to the blue sea, you feel a slight tremor penetrating you from head to toe.

Day. The sun is shining over my head, I step on the sand, heated by the scorching sun, with bare feet.

I walk slowly to the sea. Trying to stare at the sun shining so brightly above me. I squint and immediately lower my head. I'm getting closer and closer to the sea. God, how beautiful it is. I sit down so that my feet are in the water. Its gentle waves beat against my feet ...

The whole world is enclosed in every particle of the world.

Sea water can be just a drop. A ship cannot sail along it, it cannot (although it knows how) to be a wave, it cannot induce people to dream of long journeys (or very few) ...

And, nevertheless, she is the sea, no matter how strange it may sound.

In the same way, in one grain of sand the whole desert is expressed, and in one person - all of humanity. And, trying to cope with the difficulties of understanding your neighbor, who seems too different ...

The season was closed today. Everything turned out by chance, but when you don't plan, the result is great. Never in Odessa is the sea so clean and fresh as in autumn. There are almost no visitors, there are few vacationers, the distance between the litters is a few meters !!!

Clean sand through your fingers, velvety, and not incineratingly sultry, the sun gently kisses the skin, seagulls gracefully fly in the sky, and the water is simply cosmic, it seems that there cannot be such water on earth, its azure color is so unreal and ...

What could be best in summer? Of course, only a summer spent at sea. The period of the longest school holidays, hot sun and fresh fruits, is much more pleasant to spend near the water. Moreover, the larger this reservoir and the cleaner the water in it, the better impressions will remain there.

I love to sit on the beach and watch the waves crashing against the shore. But most of all, I like to gaze into the horizon. Look at the border between water and sky. At such moments, I understand that the world is much more than the city in which I live. There are also beautiful sunsets on the sea. But this is already a topic for another composition.

Option 2

This summer we again went with the whole family to rest on the Black Sea, as every year we try to adhere to this tradition. I am looking forward to this magical time and am trying to thoroughly prepare for the next trip.

This year we went to Sochi again, as we all really like this resort town. It has a very developed infrastructure for vacationers and tourists. But first, there was a long road ahead, which I love very much, since we got to the place by train. This is my favorite mode of transport, because during the journey there is an opportunity to think and dream. Sochi always welcomes its guests very hospitably.

I really love excursions to the mountains, as the mountains have very beautiful nature and fresh air. I am glad that I have made several boat trips on a boat and will ride jeeps along mountain roads, as this entertainment is very exciting. There was an opportunity to go to the water park and admire the sports facilities that were built for world sports competitions and are admired by vacationers.

There are a lot of different entertainments in the city that are suitable for people of all ages. The beaches that stretch along the city are very clean and equipped with them there is an opportunity to play beach volleyball and rent various sports equipment. I hope I have a lot of fun and health benefits this vacation of mine. A seaside vacation has many advantages: fresh sea air, sea water and simply cool atmosphere and energy of nature.

Every year we expect new and unforgettable feelings from the rest, as for academic year we are very tired and we just need to recuperate, and the sea is a great way to restore our health. In general, there is no better place than the sea….

Essay Trip to the Sea

All people love to dream and they each have their own dream, the fulfillment of which they dream and try to fulfill in reality. The fulfillment of dreams also depends on the people themselves - someone does everything to make dreams come true, and someone just sits there, doing nothing, and waits for the dream to come true on its own. All people are different, so not all people have dreams come true.

My dream is to visit the Dead Sea, located between Jordan and Israel. This is the only body of water in which you cannot drown, because the concentration of salts in it exceeds all the usual measurements for people and their pressure simply does not allow a person to drown. The water also contains many useful substances of organic and inorganic nature, such as bromides and iodides. These substances in moderate concentrations are extremely useful for the body, and receiving substances in the form of relaxation and bathing will allow a person to calmly enjoy life and get all the necessary trace elements.

The healing mud, which is extracted from the bottom of the sea, is also very attractive. This mud formed the basis of many cosmetic masks and lotions. They also contain many compounds of different structures, with their own individual composition, extremely useful for the body. Many tourists go to the Dead Sea as a resort in order not only to have a great rest on the coast of a truly exotic reservoir, but also to improve their health as in one of the best and most popular medical resorts.

The dream of visiting the Dead Sea is one of the main dreams in my life, so I will never give up and will do everything to make my dream come true in reality. I want it to be performed sincerely and with all my heart, so I just won't wait for a ticket there to just fall from the sky, because it's unrealistic, nothing happens in life just like that, you need to make the necessary and possible efforts to everything. Then only the dream will come true and come true in the best expectations.

Sample 4

We arrived at the sea by car. We were greeted by warm weather and a very kind woman, she is the mistress of the house where we will live. Mom and Dad took out suitcases with things, we settled down and on the first day went to the sea, you can see it from our window.

The sea was stormy all day, this is when the waves are very high, almost as tall as my father, they reach unprecedented heights, says my mother, even several floors. It was even scary to approach the sea, specially trained people walked along the shore and made sure that no one went into the water, it is very dangerous, it can take you away.

The next day we went to sunbathe again, the sea was already calmer, but still people did not let the vacationers swim, it was a little offensive, but the main thing is that the sea is not far from home, we could walk back and forth often. We decided that day just to sunbathe, lie on special tanning chairs, there were not so many people, and they were free. Sometimes the waves even reached us, drowned our flip flops in the water, once even a towel got wet, my mother gave me hers.

On the third day we were already walking and did not hope to swim, but it was already allowed, the sea was calm, and finally we swam, sunbathed, and ate corn. The uncle who sold her invented funny poems about her. We laughed.

Sometimes it rained, I went outside, there was a gazebo, looked at the mountains in the distance and read books.

Then we went to these mountains, they were called gorges, there we had to go on foot, I thought that these were obstacles on the way. There were stones, we jumped on them, some thin logs that had to be stepped on in order to cross the streams, there were descents and steep ascents, but we walked and did not complain, although the sun was very hot.

We first got to the moonstone, my mother said that there is a belief that the moonstone brings energy to anyone who touches it with a hand. I held it for a little and really, as if I was charged. Then we went along another road and came to a huge waterfall, my mother stood right under the water, said that the water was cold. And my dad and I climbed to the very top of the rock so that mom would take photos with us. It was a little scary, because it was very slippery, we could fall from a great height, but it's good that we didn't fall.

Of course, I didn’t want to leave, because it means that I’ll go to school soon, but I just liked the sea. It's fun there, we swam a lot, sunbathed and walked all together. And they brought everyone from the sea various souvenirs, a lot of magnets.

The sea is one of the most amazing wonders of nature. It can be calm, affectionate, even decorous, and it can be formidable, dangerous. Many unexplored secrets are kept in the sea.

Great poets XIX century, Pushkin and Lermontov, often in their work turn to the image of the sea. Let us turn to the poem by A.S. Pushkin "To the Sea". Before us is a poem - an appeal to the sea element, close to the genre of a message to a friend. What qualities attract a poet to the sea?

"Goodbye, free element ..." - says Pushkin in the first line of his poem. So, first of all, the poet is attracted by freedom. The sea for him is the personification of freedom. The sea is beautiful at all moments: the poet loves both its "silence in the evening hour, and wayward impulses." Pushkin endows the sea with the features of a living being and shares with it, as with a friend, his thoughts, desires, finds a response in it:

How I loved my reviews,

Deaf sounds, voices of abyss

And silence in the evening hour.

The description of the sea is made by the poet in elevated, solemn expressions. Pushkin selects the appropriate vocabulary - words of a high poetic range, archaisms: "the depths of the voice"; "The humble sail of the fishermen"; "Motionless shore"; "Vain"; "Rested"; "Mighty".

Lermontov's poem "Two Giants" reproduces the battle of two giants - foreign and Russian. In a fair fight, the Russian giant proved to the self-confident overseas hero, whose fame resounded “beyond the valleys, beyond the mountains,” that Russian heroes have remarkable physical strength and, if the need arises, will protect Russia from enemies:

But with a fatal smile

The Russian knight answered:

Looked - shook the head - ...

The impudent gasped - and fell!

But he fell into a distant sea

On unknown granite

Where there is a storm in the open

It rustles over the abyss.

The sea, into which the foreign hero, slain by the hand of the Russian knight, fell, personifies the might, the heroic strength of the giant. The sea, huge, concealing a formidable power, is somewhat akin to the Russian hero.

In the poem Desire, the lyrical hero, languishing in captivity, yearns for freedom, dreams of breaking out of his dungeon. Freedom for the lyrical hero is personified by the “blue field”, over which one can “ride” on a fast horse; "Black-eyed" beauty and the sea:

Then I go to sea,

Carefree and alone

I will take a walk in the open

And I amuse myself in a violent argument

With a wild whim of the depths.

The lyrical hero is not afraid, not afraid of the "wild whim" of the depths of the sea. The sea, restless, huge, is a worthy refuge for the restless soul of the lyrical hero, thirsting for a full life and action.

The personification of will, freedom, dynamics is the sea in another poem by M. Yu. Lermontov - "Why was I not born ...". The lyrical hero of this poem, as if languishing in the conventions of light, grieves about his lack of freedom; regrets not being born a blue wave. The hero dreams of "rolling noisily under the silver moon", "kissing passionately" the "golden sand" and "despising" all the dangers lurking in the depths of the sea.

Traditionally, the image of the sea was assessed by Russian classics in a positive light. Often, following the romantic tradition, this element became the personification of freedom as an unattainable ideal of the hero.

Art workshop
on the art of speech in the 5th grade

"My verse sings in the waves of its tide"
M. Voloshin

Lesson type: integrated lesson of the Russian language, literature and MHC.

Lesson form: visit to the studio of marine painters.

Office interior: on the desks - photographs with images of the sea; the curtains in the office are decorated with blue waves; a stand with reproductions of marine paintings; stand "Poetic dedication to the sea" and other attributes that reproduce the atmosphere of the seascape's house.

Equipment: reproductions of sea paintings by I. Aivazovsky, M. Voloshin, A. Bogolyubov, K. Bogaevsky, U. Turner, M. Churlionis, etc .; photographs and postcards with images of the sea, with views of the houses-museums of A. Green and M. Voloshin; cassettes (= discs) K. Debussy "Sounds of Nature"; Reproduction of the painting "Sadko visiting the Sea Tsar" by K. Vasiliev.

Lesson objectives: 1. Contribute to the modeling of the verbal space of the concept "sea" by immersing children in the creative world of artists, poets and musicians who have dedicated their works to the sea; introduce you to the spelling of complex color epithets and teach you how to use them in your own texts.

2. Expand and supplement children's fragmentary ideas about the sea with new metaphorical and pictorial concepts.

3. To cultivate artistic taste, the ability to understand and appreciate beauty.

The recording of the instrumental composition "Sea Mood" (album "Sounds of Nature") sounds.

Introductory speech of the teacher

Teacher. The ever-changing sea is delightful, you can admire it endlessly. People have long been striving for the sea: its moist breath soothes, fills with extraordinary energy. Today I invite you to transfer from school everyday life to the fascinating world of the sea, without leaving the classroom. To do this, we will turn on our imagination, and the omnipotent power of our imagination will help us to be in creative studio marine painters. This studio consists of several amazing rooms. We will move from one room to another and carry out tasks that a mysterious natural artist named More helped me to come up with.

POETRY HALL

Poets of all times and peoples have dedicated their poems to the sea. One of the best poetic gifts to the sea is still the poem written more than 100 years ago by I.A. Bunin:

The whole sea is like a pearl mirror,
Lilac with a milky golden tint.
In the sunset rain, a rainbow shone.
Now a thin smoke is fragrant over the sakley.

There a seagull sat in a rocky cove, -
Like a float. Takes off sometimes
And you can see how a stream of silvery
Water runs down from the pink paws.

Rocks froze in the water near the coast,
Liquid emerald shines under them,
And there, in the distance, and pearls and opals
Flowing over golden yachts.

(Children expressively read prepared verses.)

NOSTALGIC HALL

Teacher. The sea not only surprises and delights us, it evokes a slight sadness, which always appears after parting with the sea.

(Exchange of summer experiences on maritime pages.)

When I remember the sea, then ...

… I feel the sea air - clean, invigorating, calling me on a fabulous journey.

... I dream to see its waves again, the sun reflected in the water, jumping dolphins, warm sand and seagulls circling in the sky as soon as possible.

... I rush into mysterious distances, from which the melody of happiness and peace seems to be calling.

PORTRAIT HALL

Teacher. There are people who could not part with the sea. They decided to devote their creativity to the inviting depth of sea space. They are called marine painters. These include the writer A.S. Green (it is no coincidence that his house-museum in Feodosia was designed in the shape of a ship); artist I.K. Aivazovsky, who painted over 6,000 canvases in his life, two-thirds of which are dedicated to the sea. The sea, mountains and clouds are the favorite themes of the poet and artist M. Voloshin, the brightest representative of the Silver Age. Let's take a look at the seascape's house, because the owner himself invites us:

The door is unlocked. Cross the threshold
My house is open to meet all roads.
In transparent cells, bleached with lime,
The wind sighs, a dull rumble lives
Waves soaring ashore flat,
The wormwood spirit and the hard crackle of the cicadas.

And outside the window is the molten sea
It burns with brocade in the azure expanse ...
Full chest to the sea, straight east
Converted like a church, a workshop.
And again the human flow
It flows through the door without running dry.

Come in, my guest, shake off the dust of life
And the mold of doom at my doorstep ...
From the bottom of the centuries will greet you strictly
The huge face of Queen Taiakh.
My home is poor. And the times are harsh.
But the shelves of books go up like a wall.
Here at night they talk to me
Historians, poets, theologians.

(M. Voloshin. House of the poet)

The teacher shows pictures of A. Green and M. Voloshin houses-museums.

Teacher. The workshops of famous writers and artists, as you can see, necessarily contain bookshelves, paintings, portraits, fancy sea souvenirs ... But today we have to look into the most unusual workshop of the most unusual marine painter, which certainly is the Sea King. His workshop is a mysterious seabed. The Romans call the ruler of the sea element Neptune, the Greeks - Poseidon. Our ancestors, the Slavs, also had a Sea Tsar, it is not for nothing that epics about the stay of the famous Novgorod merchant Sadko at the visit of the Sea Tsar were preserved. See how dashingly the lord of the sea dances to the amazing harp Sadko in the painting by K. Vasiliev. (Children are looking at a reproduction of the painting.) And how do you represent the Sea Slavic king? Describe it.

Mythological dictionary entry

Sea king Is an elderly man dressed in a Russian folk costume. On his head is a crown of shells. On his feet are bast shoes, woven not from straw, but from the most beautiful seaweed. It has a fishtail and claws like a crayfish. In one claw he holds the staff of the seas and oceans, in the other - a model of a pirate ship, one of those that he likes to sink. (Katya Shilo)

The sea king is a huge octopus that sits on a coral throne. Sometimes he harnesses the magic whales into a huge sleigh adorned with the finest pearls. Then the sea rages, closing the king from prying eyes. When his dolphin daughters dance for him, he rejoices. The sea begins to seem to smile and dance with them. (Sonya Kuzmenko)

THE WRITING HALL

Teacher. Everyone can admire the sea, but not everyone can express their admiration in words. I propose to learn from the masters of the artistic word. Please note that no one in their description was limited to one color shade. All authors have resorted to using complex adjectives, i.e. adjectives with two roots. These color-shading adjectives are hyphenated.

Selective dictation

Exercise. From these sentences, write out phrases consisting of nouns and complex adjectives dependent on them.

1. Ahead, sharply separating from the yellow water of the estuary, lay a black-blue strip of the shaggy sea. (V.Kataev)

2. Thousands of glare crushed and swayed on the gray-gold sea. (D. Bykov)

3. The sea lay directly under our feet, calm, like a tightly stretched grayish-blue satin, and only in some places slightly frowned. (Z. Voskresenskaya)

4. The sea in the harbor was a dirty green, and the distant spit of sand that crashed into it on the horizon appeared a pale purple. (A.I. Kuprin)

5. Here is a bench and a straw umbrella,
Further the cliff - and foggy,
Hazy crimson sea ​​horizon,
The West is sinister and strange. (I.A.Bunin)

PAINTING GALLERY OF MARINISTS

Teacher. In our art gallery you can see paintings by those artists who could portray their reverential and enthusiastic attitude to the sea in colors. The sea element in their paintings can heave giant waves, break into myriads of rainbow splashes, seethe and rage, wreck ships ... At the same time, they could depict the sea as quiet and gentle, calm and thoughtful, playful and playful, or hiding anxiously before a thunderstorm ... To find the right paint, the artist mixes and tries hundreds of different shades on his palette several times. We, too, will try now to mix verbal colors and describe a calm and raging sea. Of course, reproductions of paintings by famous painters will help you find the most successful color. Remember, if you are trying to paint the sea with two color shades, you will need a hyphen.

Colors of the sea

Calm Sea Portrait

Turquoise, blue, light blue, violet, sky pink, silver azure, emerald azure, ...

Portrait of a raging sea

Lead, gray, steel, black, blue-black, ash-brown, dirty purple, coal-purple, ...

Teacher. Well, I think the sea will be grateful to us for the outfits we gave him. After all, it dresses up to bring joy to people.

Any night, any day
The sea is busy with itself:
It is dressed in the morning
In a pink dress.
During the day - dressed in blue
With a white surf ribbon.
At night on a black surface -
Soft velvet outfit
And on a velvet outfit
The jewels are on fire.
The sea, if not a secret.
Please give me an answer:
What are the outfits for?
- To make people happy!

(V. Orlov)

MUSIC HALL

Listening to the instrumental composition "The Sea" by C. Debussy.

HALL OF SPELLING VISUALITY

Teacher. Artists and poets have always perceived the sea as a living organism. They understood that the sea, like a person, has its own character, its hobbies, its own sorrows and joys. The sea is offended when some students consider him a feminine noun and attribute an ending to it -a. Let's not offend the sea and prove that we can correctly write verb endings, in accordance with the defined nouns.

Complicated cheating with grammatical justification

1. The sea breathed_ calmly and easily.

2. And the sea swayed, boiled and collapsed like a blue wave.

3. The turquoise sea did not live in the rays of the sun, the water surface breathed calmly and deeply.

THE WRITING HALL

Teacher. I propose to return to the writing room to once again enjoy the verbal palette of the sea by outstanding masters.

Melodeclamation

Against the background of the instrumental composition, in which one can hear the lapping of sea waves, the cries of seagulls, the teacher (or a trained student) expressively reads an excerpt from V. Kataev's story "A lonely sail is turning white."

No matter how much you look at the sea, it will never get bored. It is always different, new, unprecedented.

It changes before our eyes every hour.

Either it is quiet, light blue, in several places covered with almost white lines of calm. Then it is bright blue, fiery, sparkling. It plays with lambs. Then, under a fresh wind, it suddenly becomes indigo, woolen, as if it is being stroked against the pile. Then a storm comes, and it is menacingly transformed. The stormy wind drives a large swell. Seagulls fly with cries across the slate sky. The agitated waves drag and hurl the glossy body of a dead dolphin along the shore. The harsh verdure of the horizon stands like a battlement above the brown clouds of the storm. Malachite surfboards, sweepingly covered with fluent zigzags of foam, crash on the shore with cannon thunder. The echo rings like bronze in the stunned air. A thin mist of spray hangs like muslin to the entire tremendous height of the shaken cliffs.

But the main charm of the sea lay in some kind of secret that it always kept in its spaces.

Was not its phosphoric glow a secret, when, on a moonless July night, a hand lowered into warm black water suddenly lit up, all showered with blue sparks? Or the moving lights of invisible ships and the pale, slow flashes of an unknown beacon? Or the number of grains of sand, inaccessible to the human mind?

Eurythmic warm-up "Capricious waves"

Children stand between the rows and join hands. Organize two or three wave groups depending on the number of children in the class. Each group must first turn into a raging wave, and then into a calm one. Give an opportunity to first discuss the nature of the movements. Find the right music.

POETRY HALL

Teacher. Before you try yourself in creating a verbal image of the sea, let's choose an epigraph for the composition "The Mystery of the Seabed".

A. Well between the underwater stems.
.... Pale light. Silence. Depth.
.... We will only notice the shadow of the ships,
.... And the wave does not reach us. K. Balmont

B. Silent sea, azure sea
.... open me deep secret your:
.... What drives your immense bosom?
.... What does your tense chest breathe? V. Zhukovsky

V. But suddenly the forest will breathe reality,
.... When there is blue through the seas,
.... Through the moon-star radiance
.... You will see a fairy tale in reality. L.Vyunnik

G. Goodbye free element!
.... for the last time in front of me
.... you roll blue waves
.... And you shine with proud beauty. A.S. Pushkin

Justification of the selected epigraphs.

Optional essay writing:

fantasy essay "The Mystery of the Seabed!";

essay-description "When the sea is frolicking (worried, angry ...");

essay-tale "Visiting the Sea King".

Best student work

WHEN THE SEA IS CUTTING

When the sea is frolicking, the white lambs of its waves roll and run away, dragging them along. The sea seems to be alive: it is trying to catch up with me, to knock me down. When the lambs hit the stones, it seems that the stones are the shepherds of the sea coast. They do not let the waves come ashore.

The sea shines and shimmers. Different colors play in it: green, blue, pearl, emerald purple. These colors escaped from one artist who came to the sea every day to paint a picture. But the picture did not work out for him, and then the offended paints ran away from the loser.

When a wave rises up, it seems that Neptune himself is about to emerge from it to inspect its possessions. Usually he monitors how people behave, whether they are dirty. And if he sees that he is still littering, he pours them in a big wave. White lambs always accompany Neptune during such control examinations.

In the evening, the sea calms down. Neptune is sailing away to solve very important issues deep, deep in the sea. And people go home.

Alena Makarenko

MYSTERY OF THE SEA BOTTOM

I descend to the very bottom and walk slowly and slowly (or am I still swimming?). Ouch! A dolphin flashed by, the fish on the right are working on pearls: they are preparing decorations for the wedding dress of Neptune's daughter. He himself sits on a throne in the distance, watching his subjects through special binoculars.

- What are we going to order, dear?

I was surprised by her good manners and I answer:

- I'd like to try some water with algae.

The shrimp looked at me and suddenly backed away. I was surprised at her strange movements, but then I remembered that the shrimps were swimming backwards. I looked, and she was already standing in front of me and holding a tray with a glass twice her size!

- Thanks! - I thanked the strange waitress.

- You can keep the glass for yourself! She replied and backed away again.

I walk (or swim?) I walk along the streets of the sea, drink water, under my feet the life of the sea is in full swing: stingrays-buses float, crustaceans-geologists dig the earth ... It's good here! But, unfortunately, it's time to go home! To the surface! I float slowly to enjoy the sea views once more.

In a few moments I find myself at home, in a warm bed, and a cat purrs peacefully at my feet. Tomorrow I will definitely tell her about the amazing marine life.

Sonya Kuzmenko

VISITING THE SEA KING

Once I was sailing on a yacht with white sails. The mountains could be seen sleeping in the fog; the bright sun was reflected in the clear water.

Suddenly I saw jumping dolphins. Imagine my surprise when they jumped aboard and spoke in a human voice.

- Would you like to visit the fabulous underwater kingdom? They asked me.

It was my old dream, and I agreed without a moment's hesitation. I just wanted to put on a mask, but the dolphins stopped me.

- But how am I going to breathe underwater? I asked.

The dolphins said nothing and dived. Soon they returned with seaweed, which they offered me to eat. I ate them and ended up ... in a fairy tale. I found that I could breathe, swim and even talk underwater.

Accompanied by dolphins, I went to the Sea King. When I found myself in his palace, he turned me into a mermaid to make it easier for me to swim. I swam past a reef, fire-breathing volcanoes, a garden of wonderful berries. I met amazing creatures. But suddenly I wanted to go home. And then I realized that I could not return to the yacht, because I had a shiny mermaid tail instead of legs.

I returned to the king, but he refused to help. Then I thought about the berries that I saw in the unusual garden. I found myself in the garden again. There I began to remember what exactly dolphins told me about these berries. A magic transforming berry was growing in the garden. I ripped it off and returned to the palace. The sea king was incredibly surprised when he heard my story about this berry. He decided to plant it in his palace, so he took the berry from me.

I had to seek help from the fairy Mermedia - the great sea sorceress. She gave me a pendant of glory. With his help, I had to get my legs back. Thanking the fairy, I swam. Of course, the mermaid tail helped me to move faster. I swam ashore, and then a miracle happened: the magic tail turned into ordinary human legs. As a memento of this unusual dive, I have a Mermedia pendant.

Tanya Tsurupa

LITERATURE

1. A. The project "World of the Sea" at the lessons of fine arts in primary school... Moscow: Art, No. 3, 2007. P. 4–5.

2. Voloshin M. House of the poet: Poems. Chapters from the book "Surikov". L .: Det. lit., 1991, pp. 173–178.

3. Kataev V. A lonely sail gleams: A tale. For senior school age. Vilnius: Vituris, 1987.S. 10.

N.I. NEMYKIN,
gymnasium number 3,
Belgorod