Lesha Reshetov poet I say to him hello Lesha Reshetov poet But I have passed a lot of years I will not hear the answer with cigarette as then I have been on memory forever Know Lesha of the city of Proletarsky Labor Vospev ...
These quiet rivers under the thin slate, This flame of the axe at the laying fog, This stack on the meadow as with the unspeakable food Chugunok on the raw peasant table ... Far- far, far my childhood, How many winters, ...
beautiful park, cozy place, benches, trees, space ...This is one of our city's favorite corners. Here are annual reshett readings, where friends, schoolchildren, students read verses ...
A place for a short rest
Nice place, benches, shade, near the theater. It's nice to sit here, quiet and beautiful. I suggest repairing the asphalt around the square.
City liry
Lesha Reshetov poet I say to him hello Lesha Reshetov poet But I have passed a lot of years I will not hear the answer with cigarette as then I have been on memory forever Know Lesha of the city of Proletarsky Labor Vospev ...
A pleasant squirik
These quiet rivers under the thin slate, This flame of the axe at the laying fog, This stack on the meadow as with the unspeakable food Chugunok on the raw peasant table ... Far- far, far my childhood, How many winters, ...
the poet
beautiful park, cozy place, benches, trees, space ...This is one of our city's favorite corners. Here are annual reshett readings, where friends, schoolchildren, students read verses ...
A monument as a monument
The monument as a monument, nothing special. You can see by passing. Around the little kids drink beer, too standard picture.