Summary: "Bezhin Meadow" by Turgenev

There are literary works,with respect to which the words "summary" sound inappropriately. "Bezhin meadow" Turgenev - one of them. If you compare this story with the master's painting, then you will not see there dense smears of saturated oil paint, carefully "written out" details. Everything is transparent, fleeting, like life itself.

It is no accident that such changing, maturingcharacters picked up in his story Ivan Turgenev. "Bezhin meadow" is both a freeman and a huge world of childhood for boys: Vanya (7 years old), Ilyusha (12 years), Kosti (10 years), Pavlusha (12 years) and Fedya (14 years). Separate strokes of the master are individualized by Ivan Sergeevich guys: Fedya is a slender, handsome boy from a well-to-do family; Pavlusha - with usual appearance, but with a tangible inner strength; the furtive and hunch-nosed Ilyusha is notorious and driven by nature; Kostya is pensive and sad; Vanya, the smallest, tired, falls asleep without participating in the conversation.

The writer is certainly a fatalist, so heartistic means creates a romantic feeling of the uniqueness and irreversibility of this summer evening. After all, the boys will grow up, become different. Is not this grace of the "drawing on the sand" a short story contained in the story ?! "Bezhin Meadow" Turgenev's words captured hunter case will overhear children talking around the campfire, night, flame glow, inspired faces of young storytellers, waving in the wind manes of horses, the stars, the dying in their pupils. Later impression of transience, "watercolor", strengthened by the fact that, by reading the mini-epilogue of the story, we learn - Paul will soon be killed by a fall from a horse.

Let's follow the same idea of ​​the story, presentingits brief content. "Bezhin meadow" Turgenev begins with the fact that the narrator "from the author", hunting at Tula in the Chern district, got lost and by the evening left on the steppe space. He saw the children listed above, who brought out horses at night to graze in the steppe (into the night). The boys told various naive and mysterious stories. Ilyusha - about the brown-haired man whom he heard while spending the night at a paper mill. Kostya - about the meeting of the carpenter Gavrila with a mermaid. Ilyusha - infernal "horror stories" about the wizard Yermil and about the woman Ulyana. Ilyusha - about Trishka, who is in a solar eclipse. All this to the boys seems mysterious and significant. Already at the very morning, having spoken the night, they are trying to determine the difference between wood and water. Kostya tells of a boy who was taken by a water man. Only in the morning the guys fall asleep. Formally, the above sequence of stories author defines a short content. "Bezhin meadow" Turgenev, thus, appears as a kind of poem in prose - about nature, about childhood, and in a broad sense - about the beauty of the Motherland.

Let us return to the analogy of Turgenev's story withwatercolor, - light, fleeting and therefore - beautiful. The work does not bear any documentary. There is no analytical reasoning in it. But it certainly carries a mood. An adult reader will surely feel sad that childhood has passed, and he is already far from simple and pure boyish dreams and fantasies, that he can not hide at night in the steppe grass-feather grass, not to jump in the middle of the night on horseback and not rush across the steppe towards the wind followed the boys. He will be sad that the childhood has left, as if melting in the morning light of the night mist.

About Turgenev's story "Bezhin Meadow", probably,can be said in the words of the great Pushkin, that the Russian spirit is piercing in him. And in the description of the nocturnal steppe, and in the muffled conversation of the boys, it is imperceptibly and in Turgenev harmoniously "Rus smells". About the same way about Turgenev wrote Saltykov-Shchedrin, who noticed that after getting acquainted with the works of Ivan Sergeyevich "easy to believe", "easy to breathe," life seems more harmonious and perfect.