She walked to the seashore, having fluttering again for a moment, resolutely looked at the sky and said:

Hello.
Waves monotonously beat about the shore, dense the splashes before her body. She stood, not to remove the eyes from the night sky. Buggy light cool wind, which, shaking branches of bushes and trees, broke the silence of the night. After five minutes, she changed the position, squatting. The wind tremble her hair, lit face. She closed her eyes. Wind noise and swinging branches have become accustomed, and it seemed that it was worth it ...

On the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, they were sitting on a flat stone, hugging, swaying dawn. Pray and absorbed the beauty of the world, morning, the sea. The beauty of the harmony of life, the harmony of two hearts. It was very quiet and warm, despite the early spring.

Having brought together to each other, they absorbed bright and ghostly, transphysical paints of the morning, mysteriously thick blue of the sea, crystal air, as if dripping on them from otherworked spheres, pearl fog, the first rays of the rising sun. The world was tangible other ...

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

Sea pan with its bays and straits, islands and peninsula, icebergs, harbors, communals and marins and chief assistant and seafarers guide ...

Yes Yes! Exactly! Girls, they have a processor completely different from our configured.
And not from different we planets, from one source, just there are differences in the program.

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

I will prove from all sides.

A man is one who fertilizes. He who many centuries have been occupied by mining.

You just think how many centuries they spent their strength, to score Mammoth, drag it into the cave, plow the field, catch and tame cattle ...

The wind is already verse.
In essence, this is not the wind verse - it stopped the sky.

It happens so restlessly that even trying to slip from the sea surface and

Walk towards the Moon. Then her face, faded with earthly attention, oil, smug, will turn into an angry stump of meat and everyone will certainly observe this change, with something to contact him.

Wake up interpreters of change, open their schools and will collect money from naive.

For those, of course, not so ...

Introduction
You know, when you descend on the old staircase to the Blue Sea, you feel a slight trembling to the head penetrating you.

Day. The sun shines over my head, I enter the sand, heated by the scorching sun, barefoot.

I slowly go to the sea. I'm trying to look at the sun, which shines so brightly. Seeking and immediately lower my head. I go closer and closer to the sea. God, as it is beautiful. I sit so that my feet were in the water. His gentle waves are fighting about my legs ...

In each particle of the world, the whole world was concluded.

Sea water can only be a drop. It will not be able to swim the ship, it cannot (although it can) be a wave, can not encourage people to dreams about long journeys (or very few) ...

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

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

Today they closed the season. Accidentally everything turned out, but it is when you do not plan, the result is great. Never in Odessa, the sea is not so clean and fresh as in the fall. There are almost no visitors, there are few vacationers, between the litters a distance - a few meters !!!

Clean sand through your fingers, velvet, and not a bitten sultry sun gently kisses the skin, seagulls fly gracefully in the sky, and the water is just cosmic, it seems that it cannot be on Earth to be such a water, its azure color is so unreal.

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

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

Type of lesson: Integrated Russian lesson, literature and MHC.

Form of the lesson: Visiting the mariny studio.

Cabinet interior: on the desks - photos with images of the sea; Cabinet curtains are decorated with blue flaps in the form of waves; Stand with reproductions of marine paintings; Stand "Poetic dedication by Sea" and others. Attributes that reproduce the atmosphere of the house of Marinist.

Equipment: reproductions of sea paintings by I. Ayvazovsky, M.Voloshina, A. Bogolyubova, K. Bogaevsky, U.Terner, M.Churlenis, etc.; Photos and postcards with images of the sea, with the views of the Museums of A.Grina and M.Voloshina; cassettes (\u003d discs) of K. Herbissi "Sounds of Nature"; Reproduction of the painting of K.Vasiliev "Sadko visiting the Maritime Tsar".

Objectives lesson: 1. Promote the modeling of verbal space concept "sea" By immersing children into the creative world of artists, poets and musicians who devoted their works by sea; To acquaint with the spelling of complex color epithets and teach them to use them in our own texts.

2. Expand and add children's fragmented ideas about the sea with new metaphoric and picturesque concepts.

3. Rail an artistic taste, the ability to understand and appreciate beauty.

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

Teacher's introductory word

Teacher. Always a changeable sea delightfully, they can be admired without end. People have long been striving for the sea: his wet breathing soothes, fills the extraordinary energy. Today I suggest you to move from school everyday to the fascinating world of marine elements, without going beyond the learning office. To do this, we will include our imagination, and the omnipotent strength of our fantasy will help us to be in the creative studio of marinas. This studio consists of several amazing halls. We will move from one hall to another and fulfill the tasks that you helped come up with a mysterious natural artist by the name of the sea.

Poetic hall

The poets of all times and peoples devoted their poems to the sea. One of the best poetic gifts, the sea is still written more than 100 years ago the poem of I.A. Bunin:

All the sea - like a pearl grazor,
Lilac with a gang-gold chip.
In the rain, the rainbow shone.
Now soul over sacks thin smoke.

Won Seagull sat down in a climbing cliff, -
Like float. Takes off sometimes
And can be seen like a stream of silver
Running with pink water paws.

The coast in the water was frozen rocks,
Under them shines liquid emerald,
And there, away, - and pearls and opals
On golden yahonts flow.

(Children expressly read prepared poems.)

Nostalgic Hall

Teacher. The sea not only surprises and admires us, it brings light sadness, which always appears after parting with the sea.

(Exchange summer impressions on marine pages.)

When I remember the sea, then ...

... I feel the sea air - clean, invigorant, calling me in a fabulous journey.

... I dream of seeking to see again his waves, the sun, reflected in the water, jumping dolphins, warm sand and circling in the sky chap.

... I rush into mysterious Dali, from which it seems to call the melody of happiness and peace.

Portrait Hall

Teacher. There are people who could not part with the sea. They decided to devote their creativity to the removing depth of the seabed. They are called marinists. These include the writer A.S. Green (not by chance, his house-museum in Feodosia is designed in the form of a ship); Artist I.K. Aivazovsky, who, for his life, more than 6,000 canvases, two thirds of which are devoted to the sea. The sea, mountains and clouds are the favorite themes of the poet and the artist M.Voloshina, the brightest representative of the Silver Age. Let's look into the house of Marinist, because the owner itself invites us:

Outlet door. Cross the threshold
My home is revealed towards all roads.
In transparent cells, whiteways,
Sighs wind, lives deaf rolling
Waves, cheeking ashore flat,
Halfweight spirit and hard cicade cracks.

And outside the window molten sea
Lights a pair in Lazorian space ...
All breasts to the sea, right east
Frames like a church, workshop.
And again the human stream
Through the door it flows, not silent.

Enter, my guest, Stryakhni everyday dust
And mold doom at my threshold ...
From the bottom of the centuries you will be tied strictly
Huge Lick Tsaritsa Tahia.
My shelter is poor. And times - harshs.
But the shelves of books are ascended by the wall.
Here at night talk to me
Historians, poets, theologians.

(M.Voloshin. Poet's house)

The teacher shows the images of Museums A. Grina and M.Voloshina.

Teacher. Workshops of famous writers and artists, as you can see, be sure to contain book racks, paintings, portraits, bizarre sea souvenirs ... But today we have to look into the most unusual workshop of the most unusual Marinist, which is definitely the sea king. His workshop is a mysterious seabed. The Romans of the Lord of the Marine Element is called Neptune, in the Greeks - Poseidon. There was a maritime king and our ancestors - Slavs, there were no wish, the epics of the famous Novgorod merchant Sadko were preserved about their stay at the sea king. See how famously pays the Vladyka Navy for amazing Gusli Sadko in the picture K.Vasilyev. (Children view painting reproduction.) And what are you presenting the sea Slavic king? Describe it.

Mythological Word Article

Sea king - This is an elderly man who is dressed in the Russian folk costume. On his head - the crown of seashells. On his legs - Napti, woven not straw, but from the most beautiful algae. He has a fish tail and claw, like a cancer. In one clash, he holds the staff of the seas and the oceans, to the other - the layout of the pirate ship, from those that he loves to trample. (Katya Shilo)

The sea king is a huge octopus that sends on the coral throne. Sometimes he harnesses magic whales into huge sleigh, decorated with the most beautiful pearls. Then the sea rages, closing the king from a curious eye. When his daughters Dolphini dance for him, he rejoices. The sea begins to smile and tighten with them. (Sonya Kuzmenko)

Writing Hall

Teacher. Everyone can admire the sea, but to express their admiration in words not everyone. I propose to learn from the arts of the artistic word. Please note that no one in its description limited to one color tint. All authors resorted to the help of complex adjectives, i.e. Adjectives consisting of two roots. Such adjectives denoting color shades are written through a hyphen.

Selective dictation

The task. From these proposals, write phrases consisting of essential and dependent complex adjectives.

1. Ahead, sharply separated from the yellow water of Limana, lay a black and blue strip of the shaggy sea. (V.Katayev)

2. Thousands of glare crushed and wound up on the gray-gold sea. (D. Baby)

3. The sea lay right under the legs, calm, like a tightly stretched grayish-blue satin, and only in someone slightly wrinkled. (Z. Voskreshenskaya)

4. The sea in the harbor was dirty-green, and the long-blooded braid, which crashed into it on the horizon, seemed gently purple. (A.I. Kuprin)

5. So the bench, and the straw umbrella,
Further open - and foggy
Milisto-crimson sea \u200b\u200bhorizon
West sinister and strange. (I.A. Bunin)

Picture gallery of marinists

Teacher. In our picture gallery you can see the pictures of those artists who could depict their reverent enthusiastic attitude to the sea in the colors. The sea element in their picturesque works can spend gigantic waves, divide the myriad of rainbow splashes, brilliantly and rapidly, twist ships ... At the same time, they could portray the sea of \u200b\u200bquiet and gentle, calm and thoughtful, playful and playful, or anxiously sleeping before the thunderstorm ... To find the desired paint, the artist on his palette mixes and tries several times hundreds of different shades. We will also try to mix verbal paints now and describe a calm and racing sea. To find the most successful color to you, of course, will help reproduce paintings of famous painters. Do not forget: if you try to draw the gamut of the sea with the help of two color shades, you will need a hyphen.

Color gamut sea

Portrait of a calm sea

Turquoise Blue, Blue, Purple, Heavenly Pink, Silver-Azure, Emerald-Lazorova, ...

Portrait of a raven sea

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

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

In the night any, per day any
The sea is employed:
In the morning it is dressed
In a dress of pink color.
Day - dressed in blue,
With a white ribbon of the surf.
At night on black stroy -
Soft velvet outfit
And on a velvet dress
Jewels are burning.
Sea, if not a secret.
Dai, please answer:
Why do you like outfits?
- So that people were happy!

(V. Oorlov)

Musical Hall

Listening to the instrumental composition of K. Tribussi "Sea".

Hall of alpographic township

Teacher. Artists and poets have always perceived the sea as a living organism. They understood that the sea, like a person, has their own character, their hobbies, their sorrow and joy. The sea is offended when some students consider it a noun female and attribute to him the end -but. Let's not offend the sea and prove that we can correctly enter the verb endings, in accordance with the well-defined nouns.

Complicated chosenness with grammatical justification

1. Sea Dyshal_ calmly and easily.

2. And the sea rocked, cyzhel_ and Rushil_, blue wave.

3. Turquoise sea is not living in the rays of the Sun, calmly and deeply breathe.

Writing Hall

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

Telecommunication

Against the background of the instrumental composition, in which you can hear the splashing of sea waves, screams of chaps, the teacher (or prepared by the student) expressively reads the passage from the story of V. Katayev "Belieta Sail Lonely".

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

It changes in front of every hour.

It is quiet, light blue, in several places covered with almost white shine tracks. It is bright blue, fiery, sparkling. That it plays with lambs. That, under the fresh wind, it becomes suddenly the color of indigo, wool, exactly it is stroked against the pile. It flies the storm, and it is converting terrible. The storm wind drives a large asb. On the styling sky flies with seagulls. Waves of fiber and flush along the shore glossy body of dead dolphin. A sharp greens of the horizon is worth a gear wall over the brown clouds of the storm. The Malachite Outboard Boards, squeezed foamfully kept foam, with a cannon thunder are broken by the shore. Echo relieves bronze in stunned air. The thin fog spray hangs in the whole huge height of shocked cliffs.

But the main charm of the sea was in some secret, which it always stored in its spaces.

Is it not a secret was his phosphoric glow, when in a moonless July night a hand, lowered into black warm water, suddenly illuminated, all mowed by blue sparks? Or moving lights of invisible ships and pale slow outbreaks of an unknown lighthouse? Or the number of grasses, inaccessible to human mind?

Euritmic warm-up "Capricious waves"

Children become between the rows and take hands. Depending on the number of children in the class, organize two or three groups of "waves". Each group must first turn into a raw wave, and then in calm. Let the opportunity to discuss the nature of movements first. Pick up the appropriate music.

Poetic hall

Teacher. Before you try yourself in creating a verbal image of the sea, let's choose to write the "mystery of the seabed" epigraph.

BUT. Good between underwater stems.
.... pale light. Silence. Depth.
.... we only note the shadow of ships,
.... and the wave does not reach us. K. Balmont

B. Silent sea, azure sea,
.... Discover your deep secret Your:
.... What drives your immense launo?
.... how does your hard chest breathe? Vzhukovsky

IN. But suddenly the forest will behave,
.... when through the sea blue
.... through lunar-star shiny
.... you will see a fairy tale in reality. L.Vunnik

G. Goodbye free element!
.... IN last time in front of me
.... you katiha waves blue
.... and bleach pride of colors. A.S. Pushkin

Justification of selected epigraphs.

Writing an essays by choice:

writing-fantasy "The Mystery of the Sea DNA!";

writing-description "When the sea is sports (worried, angry ...");

writing-fairy tale "Visiting the sea king."

Best student work

When the sea is frolic

When the sea is supersed, white lambs of his waves rolling and run away, fascinating. The sea as if alive: it tries to catch up with me, dump me. When the lambs are fighting about stones, it seems that the stones are the shepherds of the sea coast. They do not let the waves ashore.

The sea shines and overflows. It plays different paints: green, blue, pearl, emerald violet. These paints escaped from one artist who came to the sea every day to draw a picture. But he did not work in any way, and then offended paints ran away from the loser.

When some wave takes up, it seems that Neptune himself will come out of it to inspect their possessions. Usually he follows how people behave, whether they are sighing. And if he sees that they are still sipped, pumped them a big wave. White lambs always accompany Neptune during such control inspections.

In the evening, the sea subsides. Neptune floats to solve very important questions deeply deep into the sea. And people go home.

Alena Makarenko

Mystery of the Sea DNA

I descend on the very bottom and slowly slowly I go (or still sailing?). Oh! Here the dolphin flashed, on the right of the fish work over pearls: prepare decorations for the wedding dress of the daughter Neptune. He himself sends himself on the throne, follows his subjects to a special binoculars.

- What are we going to order, dear?

I was surprised at her good manners and answer:

- I really want to try water with algae.

Shrimp looked at me and suddenly backed up. I was surprised by her strange movements, but then I remembered that the shrimp was falling back. I look, and she already stands in front of me and a tray with a glass is twice again by Herself Herself!

- Thank you! - I thanked the strange waitress.

- Glass can leave yourself! - she replied and replete again.

I go (or sailing?) I'm on the streets of sea, drinking water, under my feet. Life Sea boats: Skate-buses float, labels geologists Earth root ... Good here! But, unfortunately, it's time to go home! On the surface! I'll pop up slowly to enjoy the marine species again.

After a few moments, I am at home, in a warm crib, and in my feet peacefully purring a cat. Tomorrow I will definitely tell her about the amazing marine inhabitants.

Sonya Kuzmenko

Visiting the sea king

Once I sailed on the sea on a yacht with white sails. Visible mountains sleeping in the fog; The bright sun was reflected in transparent water.

Suddenly I saw jumping dolphins. What was my surprise when they jumped on board and spoke to a human voice.

- Do you want to visit the fabulous underwater kingdom? They asked me.

It was my long-standing dream, and I, for a minute not thinking, agreed. Only I wanted to wear a mask, but the dolphins stopped me.

- But how will I breathe under water? I asked.

Dolphins did not answer and dived. Soon they returned with sea algae who offered me to eat. I ate them and turned out to be ... in a fairy tale. I discovered that I could breathe, swim and even talk underwater.

Accompanied by Dolphins, I headed for the Marine Tsar. When I found himself in his palace, he turned me into mermaid so that I was easier to swim. I sailed past the reef, firewood volcanoes, a garden of wonderful berries. I got acquainted with amazing creatures. But suddenly I wanted home. And then I realized that I could not return to the yacht, because I had a brilliant rusher's tail instead of my legs.

I returned to the king, but he refused to help. Then I thought about berries that saw in an unusual garden. I got into the garden again. There began to remember that it was me that Dolphins were told about these berries. In the garden grew a magic berry-transformer. I threw it and returned to the palace. The sea king was incredibly surprised when I heard my story about this berry. He decided to put her in his palace, so I took the berry from me.

I had to ask for help for the Faper Mermedia - the Great Maritime Magician. She gave me a pendant of glory. With it, I had to return my legs. Thanks the Fairy, I swam. To move faster, I certainly helped the mermaid tail. I went ashore, and then a miracle happened: the magic tail turned into ordinary human legs. In memory of this unusual immersion, I had a pendant of Mermedia.

Tanya Tsruup

LITERATURE

1. Vanyanz A. The project "World of Sea" in the lessons visual arts in primary school. M.: Art, No. 3, 2007. P. 4-5.

2. Voloshin M. House of the poet: poems. Chapters from the book "Surikov". L.: Children. lit., 1991. P. 173-178.

3. Kataev V. White Sail Lonely: Tale. For senior school age. Vilnius: Vituris, 1987. P. 10.

N.I. Nemykina
Gymnasium number 3,
Belgorod

What could be best in the summer? Of course, only summer spent on the sea. The period of the longest school holidays, hot sun and fresh fruit is much more pleasant to spend near the water. And, the more water and the cleaner in it, there is better impressions there.

I love to sit on the beach and look at the waves that are broken by the shore. But most of all, I like peering into the horizon. View the border between water and sky. At such moments, I understand that the world is much more than the city in which I live. Even on the sea. Beautiful sunsets of the sun. But this is the topic for another essay.

Option 2.

This summer, we went again to relax on the Black Sea again, since every year we try to stick to this tradition. I look forward to this magical time and I try to prepare thoroughly for another journey.

This year we went again in Sochi, as we all like this spa township. It has a very developed infrastructure for vacationers and tourists. But at first, the long road, which I really love, because we traveled to the place by train. This is my favorite type of transport, since during the road there is an opportunity to think and dream. Sochi is always very hospitably welcoming their guests.

I love excursions in the mountains, as in the mountains is very beautiful nature and fresh air. I am glad that several marine walks on a boat took place and rummaged on jeep on 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 to world sports competitions and cause admiration for vacationers.

There are a lot of different entertainment in the city that are suitable for people of any age. Beaches that stretch along the city are very clean and equipped with them to have the opportunity to play beach volleyball and rent a different sports equipment. I hope that these holidays will spend very fun and with benefit for your health. Rest on the sea has many advantages: Fresh sea air, sea \u200b\u200bwater And just a cool environment and energy of nature.

Every year we are waiting for new and unforgettable sensations from rest, as for academic year We are very tired and we just need to restore our strength, and the sea is an excellent way to restore our health. In general, the best place than the sea is not found ...

Writing a trip to the sea

All people love to dream and everyone has their own dream, the execution of which they are cut and try to fulfill their reality. The fulfillment of dreams also depends on the people themselves - someone does everything that dreams become a reality, and someone just sits on the spot, without doing anything, and waits for the dream by itself. All people are different, therefore, not all people have a dream.

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

Healing dirt, which are mined from the bottom of the sea. These dirt formed the basis of many cosmetic masks and rims. They also contain many compounds of different structures, with their individual composition, extremely useful for the body. Many tourists travel to the Dead Sea as a resort, so that not only to relax on the coast of truly exotic reservoir, but also correct your health as one of the best and popular medical resorts.

The dream to visit the Dead Sea is one of the main in my life, so I will not give my hand for anything and I will do everything so that my dream is fulfilled in reality. I want her fulfillment sincerely and with all my heart, so I just won't wait for a ticket to me there simply fall from the sky, because it is unrealistic, nothing happens in life just so, to everything you need to make the necessary and possible efforts. Then only a dream will become a reality and will be fulfilled on the best expectations.

Sample 4.

We arrived at the sea, by car. We met warm weather and a very kind woman, this is a hostess in the house where we will live. Mom and dad got suitcases with things, we are located and on the very first day they went to the sea, it can be seen from our window.

All day the sea is stormylo, it's when the waves are very high, almost with dad's growth, they reach unprecedented heights, says mom, even in several floors. It was scary to even approach the sea, people specially trained along the shore and watched no one in the water can be very dangerous, can carry.

The next day we went to sunbathe again, the sea was already calmer, but still people did not give resting to swim, it was a little offensive, but the main thing is that the sea is not far from the house, we could walk there and here often. We decided on this day just sunbathing, lying on special chairs for a sun, people were not so much, and they were free. Sometimes there even got the waves to us, our slap in the water was treated, and even a towel was wet, my mother gave me her own.

On the third day we went and did not hoped to swim, but it was already allowed, the sea was calm, finally, and we bathed, sunbathe, drose corn. Uncle, who sold her invented the funny poems about her. We laughed.

Sometimes it was raining, I went outside, there was a gazebo, looked at the mountains away and read the books.

Then we went to these mountains, they were called the gorges, it was necessary to go on foot, I thought it was obstacles on the way. Stones lay, we jumped on them, some thin logs, for which it was necessary to step up to move through the streams, were descent and steep climbs, but we went and did not complain, although it was a very hot sun.

We first reached the lunar stone, Mom said that there is a belief that the lunar stone brings the energy to anyone who would touch his hand. I ate him a little and truth, as if it was charged. Then we went on a different road and reached a huge waterfall, my mother got up straight under the water, said that the water is cold. And my dad and I climbed to the very top of the rock, so that my mother would make photos with us. It was a little scary, because it was very slippery, we could fall from a big height, but it's good that they did not fall.

You did not want to leave, of course, because it means that soon to school, but I just liked the sea. There are fun, we bathed a lot, sunbathe and walked all together. And they also brought various souvenirs from the sea, many magnetics.