“The most beautiful thing in life is life itself. What is the most beautiful thing in your life? What is the most beautiful thing in human life

One sunny day, a handsome guy stood in the square in the middle of the city and proudly showed off the most beautiful heart in the area. He was surrounded by a crowd of people who sincerely admired the impeccability of his heart. It was really perfect - no dents, no scratches. And everyone in the crowd agreed that it was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The guy was very proud of it and just beamed with happiness.
Suddenly, an old man stepped forward from the crowd and said, addressing the guy:
“Your heart was not even close to mine in beauty.
Then the whole crowd looked at the old man's heart. It was crumpled, all in scars, in some places pieces of the heart were taken out and others were inserted in their places that did not fit at all, some edges of the heart were torn. In addition, in some places in the old man's heart, pieces were clearly missing. The crowd stared at the old man - how could he say that his heart is more beautiful?
The boy looked at the old man's heart and laughed:
- You might be joking, old man! Compare your heart to mine! Mine is perfect! And your! Yours is a mess of scars and tears!
“Yes,” the old man replied, “your heart looks perfect, but I would never agree to exchange our hearts. Look! Every scar on my heart is a person to whom I gave my love - I ripped out a piece of my heart and gave it to that person. And he often gave me his love in return - his piece of heart, which filled the empty spaces in mine. But because the pieces of different hearts don't exactly fit together, that's why I have torn edges in my heart that I treasure because they remind me of the love we shared.
Sometimes I gave pieces of my heart but other people didn't give me back theirs - that's why you can see empty holes in the heart - when you give your love there is not always a guarantee of reciprocity. And although these holes bring pain, they remind me of the love that I shared, and I hope that one day these pieces of heart will return to me.
Now do you see what true beauty means?
The crowd froze. The young man stood dumbfounded in silence. Tears flowed from his eyes.
He went up to the old man, took out his heart and tore off a piece from it. With trembling hands, he offered a piece of his heart to the old man. The old man took his gift and inserted it into his heart. Then, in response, he tore a piece from his beaten heart and inserted it into the hole that had formed in the heart. young man. The piece fit but not perfect and some of the edges were sticking out and some were torn.
The young man looked at his heart, no longer perfect, but more beautiful than it was before the old man's love touched him.
And they hugged each other and walked down the road.
- my heart

The first time Hoseok sees Taehyung is in the line before school, when both of them are just entering "adult" life - going to first grade. They are still very small, do not have clear own ones and cannot clearly recognize other people's smells, but Hoseok does not need to: this little man (Jeon is sure, more than) is the most beautiful boy he has seen in his long 7 years of life. Taehyung is wearing white trousers and the same vest, under which is a pale blue shirt, in his hands is a huge bouquet, almost the size of him, and on his face is a dazzling smile without one front tooth. Huge eyes smile too, turning into crescents, and chestnut short hair open protruding cute ears. Hoseok skips everything the principal and others tell them important people: all he cares about is a handsome boy diagonally to his side. He gets very embarrassed when Taehyung, as if sensing something, turns his head and stumbles a look at Hoseok, who is frankly examining him. Hoseok instantly blushes and lowers his eyes, doesn't see how Taehyung is trying to suck in more air through his nose and squints when he succeeds. They are distributed (totally unfairly, according to Hoseok) in different classes: he goes to A, Taehyung to B. Then little Jeon does not yet understand that at lunch they will see each other in the common dining room, and every break in the corridors and on the playground. This is where Hoseok decides to approach. Taehyung is sitting on the swing, his gray school uniform suits him fantastically, he is still smiling almost toothless, dazzling, and when he notices Hoseok, it seems that he even reaches his ears with the corners. Hoseok hands the omege a beautiful cake and, much to his surprise, Taehyung gratefully accepts the treat. They sit on the swings now every big recess of every school day, Taehyung munching on the sweets Hoseok brought and Jeon admiring Taehyung. *** By third grade, the boys are big enough to smell and smell brightly, and that's when Hoseok realizes for the first time why his So drawn to Kim: Taehyung is his omega. Taehyung himself admits that he realized this back there, on the lineup, three years ago, but he wanted Hoseok to recognize him himself. Jeongguk is habitually embarrassed, for a moment, and then he pecks Taehyung on the rosy cheek and runs away, leaving Kim red as a lobster and happy as an elephant. *** The first real kiss happens in 10th grade when Hoseok escorts Taehyung out of the cinema they went to after class. The rain caught them by surprise a couple of blocks before the house, no one had an umbrella - they had to wait under the visor of the entrance - and although Hoseok insisted that Taehyung not be cold and go faster to himself, Kim stubbornly shook his head and clung to Hoseok, because, of course, numb. Jeon turned to the finely trembling Taehyung, ran his surprisingly hot palm over his face, which had become even more beautiful over the years, looking into the huge lakes of eyes, and slowly leaned over, scorching with his breath. Taehyung's eyelashes fluttered, and in the next second, his lips covered the lips of the alpha. Taehyung's legs buckled and he literally fell into the arms of Hoseok, who himself was no less driven: his omega's lips are the sweetest and most tender that Jungkook has tasted in his life. *** After leaving school, both go to management, and in their free time they are engaged in the studio: Taehyung vocals, Hoseok - dancing. Sometimes Jung, who is making incredible progress, teaches the basics to Kim, stealthily observing the curves of the omega's body. Of course, they discussed the transition to a closer relationship, both of them wanted to, but it was decided to wait for Taehyung's first heat in order to cause as little inconvenience as possible to the omega, and, unfortunately, she still did not come. Taehyung was very worried about this, but the doctors said that everything was in perfect order with the body and you just need to wait. Hoseok is as supportive as he can and promises to wait as long as it takes. *** In the second year, when all the omegas are not only in heat, but already have a permanent partner, a miracle happens. Taehyung has a fever all day, his stomach hurts and his legs are weak; Hoseok restlessly circles around his boy, unable to stand it in the end, asks them both off from the last classes and almost drags Taehyung home in his arms. Kim cuddles all the way really hot, greedily swallows the scent off Hoseok's collarbones, apologizing in a whisper, and says he doesn't understand why Hoseok So smells strong and intoxicating. Jeongguk, in turn, tries to breathe shallowly, because Taehyung himself exudes the sweetest scent, and Hoseok prays to all the gods not to jump on Kim on the bus or nearby bushes. Fortunately for them, their parents are not at home, so Hoseok, as soon as the door closes, kisses Taehyung as if he is hungry, assertively, greedily, in short breaks between explaining that this is the first heat, everything is fine, and Taehyung shakes his head, not believing that finally -That. They fall into the omega's bedroom, not understanding the way, fall on the bed, without stopping insane kisses and moans; Hoseok sees his couple's naked body for the first time and can't stop stroking and kissing the velvet skin, finding more and more sensitive points, going crazy with Taehyung's taste and aroma. Omega, on the other hand, can only whine and expose himself to caresses, his eyes darken from how much he wants Hoseok. The alpha tries not to hurt, not to hurt, because all his body wants is to crush the languishing Taehyung into the mattress and pound between slender thighs as long as he has the strength, but with his head he understands that for the first time his omega may not withstand the pressure. However, Taehyung has a different opinion on this matter, so he pulls Hoseok closer, licks his neck, scratches, begs, spreads his legs wider, and all the barriers collapse on Jeon: he enters sharply, catches a satisfied scream with his lips, merging with Kim into one. While making love, they don't hear Taehyung's parents returning from work, who are shocked at how their son screams. Dad tries to go to his room and make sure Taehyung doesn't get cut, and dad laughs nervously and says that Taehyung chose a good alpha. The conversation gets awkward, Taehyung hides his flushed face behind Jeongguk's shoulder, who is answering to future relatives. Parents are trying to be as gentle as possible, because Hoseok has been their own for more than ten years, but they still ask to graduate from college first, and think about family and marriage after. Taehyung and Hoseok honestly promise not to rush. *** Taehyung finds out about the pregnancy in the middle of the fourth year and at first he cries for a very long time on the shoulder of Hoseok, sobbing with happiness. When the alpha calms down and kisses everything on the face of his TeTe, he assures that everything will be fine, they will definitely cope, and how grateful he is to fate for Taehyung. Kim says through sobs that he let his parents down, and suddenly they kick him out, what to do then, to which Hoseok, clasping Taehyung’s cheeks with his hands, makes him look into his eyes and, more than ever, seriously promises that he will not leave and will not leave, he will do everything for the omega and their baby. Taehyung believes. Both parents, of course, are not too happy with this news, but looking like a pack leader protecting his mate, Hoseok, hugging a frightened Taehyung, makes everyone change their anger to mercy: with this alpha, Taehyung will not be lost, Taehyung's parents think; with such a wonderful and modest omega, Hoseok is terribly lucky, Hoseok's parents think. Adults allocate money for the first time for renting housing and take on the costs of organizing a wedding. *** Married and paunchy Taehyung is the most beautiful thing Hoseok has seen in his life. Even the vagaries of a deeply pregnant omega do not annoy him, on the contrary: another quest, like “I want a tapinambur” at three in the morning, Hoseok is looking forward to, for him this is already a sporting interest. Jeon loves to lie on Taehyung's lap in the evenings and stroke his warm belly with a gentle golden fluff. Hoseok is talking to his son, kissing his belly where the baby's head is, and Taehyung squints in pleasure. Hysteria about stretch marks on his stomach, Hoseok also skillfully stops, bringing home a dozen tubes and jars with the most expensive creams from them. Now that Jeon has a good part-time job and private dance lessons, they can afford it. *** Taehyung's contractions start in the morning of the first month of autumn. Hoseok brings his now husband to the hospital and for the next 22 hours they go through all the circles of hell: from endless inconclusive contractions to labor induction. Hoseok had never been so worried in his life; the beta nurses gave the father-to-be a sedative twice. The reward for all the torment is the loud-eyed alpha, whom Taehyung already loves more than anyone in the world. I mean, just like Hoseok. They can't get enough of the baby, but they take him to the neonatal ward, and daddy needs to rest. Hoseok refuses to go home, and all the same nurses lay him in the ward with Taehyung. *** The discharge is due in a couple of days, with the child and parent in perfect health, and Hoseok can't imagine how happier he could be. Exactly until Taehyung, putting his two-year-old son to bed, whispers that there will be four of them soon.

Date: 10 Sep. 2010

September 16-October 16, the Gomel Palace of the Rumyantsevs and Paskevichs will host an exhibition of paintings by the artist Anna Silivonchik "Miracles". The opening will take place on September 16 at 17.00

"There are only two ways to live your life. The first is as if there are no miracles.
The second is as if everything in the world is a miracle.

Albert Einstein

World of fantasy, wondrous dreams, funny stories And good fairy tales comes to life in the work of Anna Silivonchik. The heroes of the artist's paintings hover in the clouds, ride on the moon, easily get the stars from heaven. The author wants to remind the viewers that in life there will always be a place for miracles if we look at the world with the wide eyes of a child, if we know how to believe and find joy in small things, to love and be surprised. After all, we are our own wizards and good fairies, we ourselves create and create our own reality.

Here is what the artist herself says about her art:

"In my paintings, I try to convey not reality itself, but only elusive impressions, moods, states, smells, sounds, thoughts. In the language of image-symbols, I talk about what is so difficult to convey in words, which is difficult to give in to any analysis, which can only be felt.The creative process, for me, is such an exciting game of a wizard, when I, according to my desire, mood, whim, can create other new worlds and realities.It is always terribly pleasant later when what you do finds emotional response in other people, brings someone joy.But this is not an end in itself, the main and most pleasant thing in creativity is the PROCESS itself!And the most beautiful thing in life is life itself, and not some separate result and specific achievement!And the most important art is to live in harmony with oneself and with the world, an art that can and should be learned all one's life."

ANNA SILIVONCHI
Born in 1980 in the city of Gomel.
1992-1999 studies at the Republican Lyceum of Arts, Minsk
1999-2007 studies at the Belarusian State Academy of Arts (department of easel painting).
Since 2008 a member of the Belarusian Union of Artists.
2009 - awarded with the medal "Talent and Vocation" of the International Fund for Peace and Accord.
He is a participant of many republican and international exhibitions, including 14 personal ones.
The works are in the National Museum of the Republic of Belarus, the museum contemporary art(Minsk), Museum of Contemporary Russian Art (Jersey City, USA), private collections in Belarus, Russia, USA, Israel, Germany, Poland.
Currently lives and works in Minsk.

The clock is ticking, the days are burning in the dance,
Sparks, extinguished, fly ashes in the palm of your hand.
An insinuating voice tells me .. Come on, swipe
Gray dust, learn not to remember anything ..

Click on flash..
For yourself, keep at least a grain of the primordial Purity of the Heart..

My Personal Diary is a letter to Myself in the Future..
And news for myself from the past ..
This is not just a biography and an attempt to understand oneself, to find harmony and peace of mind.. I need it to evaluate My Life.
Now I would like to change a lot in my life .. my feelings and thoughts, perception of people and events, analysis of my own strengths and weaknesses, fears, achievements and actions ..
But.. This is My Life.. And this is the most beautiful thing in Life..
I am writing in the hope of becoming better, wiser and making fewer mistakes in the future.
And so.. About myself.. At school.. Was an activist. Komsomol organizer, Komsomol organizer of the class, and then Secretary of the Komsomol School Organization ..

I studied well .. I graduated with one B in physics .. That's when I was recommended to work in the Leninsky District Committee of the Komsomol ..
But I dreamed of something else..
IN adolescence, I wanted to be an investigator to investigate all sorts of murders, robberies. Look for clues. Catch criminals.
She was a member of the YDM club of the Leninsky district police.
We were on duty in the Children's room of the police, carried out raids ..
My parents were never against my hobbies.
And I had them Oh, how many!
From the age of ten she began to study music in the piano class.
At the same time, she enrolled in a folk dance club. Worked at school.
I am very grateful to my Dance and Music Teachers.
They gave me a wonderful World.. The world of the best music.. taught me to understand the language of dance.. This helped me later to study classical choreography, ballet.. We entered the big stage! They took part in competitions. They danced on the stage of the Rostov House of Officers, the Palace of Pioneers, the Palace of Builders and on the stage of the Rostov Palace of Culture
Rostselmash .. But that's not all. Now I am amazed .. how I, a small, thin girl, could be in time everywhere .. Classes in the swimming pool of 43 schools, this is opposite the Rostov hotel. 30 minutes from my house .. and after classes we walked in the square by the fountain, ate ice cream .. then ran home .. for lessons ..
And twice a week basketball. After all, our school was profiled in basketball. And I worked in sports school SKA ROSTOV.
She was in the courtyard of the building of the Rostov Circus .. And if someone was late for 1 minute, they were not allowed to train ..
It helped me develop a sense of timing. In general, in life I adhere to the rule “if you don’t know how, don’t take it” and tried to learn everything that I liked .. And most of all I liked, and I still like Medicine. I didn't get into Med. I was very upset. I cried. I wanted to do it again, the next year, but my mother dissuaded ..
Said... your place is in school. So I entered the Rostov Pedagogical Institute. For physics and mathematics But in my Soul I remain a doctor.
Oh - what am I talking about ... So ..
School is my second home. Everything that I know, that I can do and more, I try to pass on to the Children ..

And as far as what is happening to me now .. Are we in our adult life don't make mistakes at all? It's just.. I can't write much in the Diary often.. Don't get me wrong.. The discipline that I learned from childhood and now helps me control my actions and emotions..
I am very embarrassed that, for various reasons, I cannot often communicate with you, My Relatives. I'm disappearing.. I haven't been on the Internet or in the Diary for months..
How could I manage to do everything before, and now .. I'm losing my strength ..?
I feel bad .. Very bad .. No .. I do not complain about life .. I hold on! I hold on as best I can .. Life is huge, beautiful, and everything is still ahead .. Flowers, glare of the Sun, Joy, Love! Life! This is all my life! The most beautiful and unprecedented Castle in the entire Heavenly and Magical world, better than which no one has yet created .. You need to live in such a way that nature, objects and people in front of your eyes turn purple as often as possible. There is no purple color in the solar spectrum. Such a paint gives a combination of very Light Bluish and Pinkish shades. This is the most romantic color in the world! Everything that happened, happened and will never return .. Therefore, I remember the past without regret and with a smile .. After all, what is a smile? A smile is a signal to the whole body that life goes on! A smile destroys the paths of memories and makes a person free to live. The world around is worth leaving an amateur photo of him as a memory.

But I continue to catch dust particles like snow,
White, which burns fingers with a cold tear.
Maybe it doesn't make any sense at all.
It hurts sometimes to return to the past ..
I'm tired of being with silence tete-a-tete ..
And so I wanted to become necessary and mean something ..

© Copyright: Sasha Kuprina, 2018
Everything that happened, happened and will never return.
You have to live in such a way that you would like more!
I want to be a little girl.. Fall asleep on your lap..
And your hands get tangled in my hair .. What would you be an angel, and I - just next to you .. I want you to be Happy ..

student of the year - 2013

"The most beautiful thing in life is life itself"
So says the winner of the school competition Gulnaz Barsaeva

All contestants in each round applied their maximum strength and efforts. The jury members thanked the participants for their will to win, firmness of character and desire to be the first. Fanfares sounded again, and the name of the winner was announced. In 2013, Gulnaz Barsaeva won the school competition "Student of the Year".
The competition has ended. The last applause subsided, the spectators and fans dispersed, tired but satisfied, the presenters descend from the stage, collect creative work Alena Ivanovna, Olga Alexandrovna Lyamina, an assistant in the event, looks out from behind the curtains, Evgenia Dyusmikeeva and Alexander Gennadievich Usoltsev conduct a "debriefing" of the performance, the jury members sign the protocols. Another contest is over, which means that "Student of the Year-2014" is ahead with new participants and new discoveries! Eleonora Panashchenko,

Olga Lyamina.
Photo by Evgenia Dyusmikeeva and Tatyana Parshukova.