II - Light breathing (collection). Vocabulary Morning

• one). We finished hunting for hares: double tracks began, the hare was chasing the hare. The day sparkled from dawn to dusk. In the middle of the day, the sun warmed considerably, the breeze swayed the branches of the trees, and because of this the figures fell, crumbled into dust in the air, and this minute dust again flew up and sparkled in the sun with sparks.

• We returned home, admiring the unique colors of nature.

• 2). Our priceless treasure is forests. To preserve this wealth, it is necessary to follow the rules of behavior in nature.

• First, do not cut or break bushes. Do not pick wild flowers, otherwise they will disappear from meadows, forests and reservoirs.

• Secondly, protect the forest from fire. Do not light fires in the forest.

• Thirdly, do not destroy bird nests, animal burrows.

• So, following all these rules, we will save the forest for our descendants.

3). Snow powder. It is very quiet in the forest and so warm that it just does not melt. The trees are surrounded by radiant, white snow, the fir trees have hung their huge heavy paws, the birch trees have bowed down and some even bent their tops to the very ground and have become lacy arches. So it is with trees, as with people: not a single fir-tree will bend under any weight, unless it breaks, and a birch just that - and bends. Spruce reigns in its majestic beauty, and birch weeps in the rays of sunlight.

• Morning. I look out the window and do not recognize the forest. What splendor and tranquility!

Above the deep, fresh and fluffy snows that have filled up the thickets of fir trees, there is a huge blue and surprisingly snowy sky. We have such bright joyful colors only in the mornings in January frosts. And they are especially good today over fresh snow and green forest. The sun is still behind the forest, a clearing in deep shade. In the ruts of the toboggan track, the shadow is completely blue. And on the tops of the pines, on their lush green crowns, golden sunlight is already playing. The wind swayed the top branch of a densely green spruce, and a rainbow-colored snow dust, similar to small stars, began to fall thickly from it and slowly fall.

• Such beauty will not leave anyone indifferent!

• (According to I. Bunin)

EPITET -

• EPITET - a definition that gives the expression figurativeness and emotionality.

• COMPARISON - a comparison of two objects or phenomena in order to explain one with the help of the other.

Lexical meaning:

• Lexical meaning:

• Deep- having great depth.

• (deep snow)

• Bottomless bottomless, extremely deep.

• (bottomless sky)

Text subject: Morning in the forest.

• Text subject: Morning in the forest.

• The basic idea:"What splendor and serenity"

• speech type: description, because a description of the signs of objects and phenomena is given. This text describes the forest in winter.

• Artistic means of language:

• epithets - “golden light”, “snowy sky”, “fluffy snow”, “rainbow dust”;

• comparison like "little stars"

In _________l e su under _______ trees l e

• In _________l e su under _______ trees l e there is _________ snow. What's the beautiful!

• All D e revya dressed in _______ narya d and the bushes became ________ like _______.

• _____ spruce threw over _______ coat _______ shawl; birch put on

• ______ dress and stands like _______. All trees st a they look like _______.

• On _______ surface on I am ________ patterns swirled.

In the winter forest

• In the winter forest

V winter forest white snow lies under the huge fluffy trees. What's the beautiful! All the trees were dressed in a new outfit, and the bushes became huge, round, like balls. The old spruce woman threw a light shawl over her green coat; the birch put on her wedding dress and stands like a bride. All the trees become like a bizarre snowman. The first patterns appeared on the smooth snowy surface.

• Snowflakes burn with golden fire when they hit a column of sunlight.

1 group

• 1 group- continue the essay on this beginning. Enter a description of the tree into it.

• 2 group- complete the lines of the poem.

Got up in the morning... Shaved...
Frost washed...
Ears... Nose... Eyes...
Teeth… Mouth… Tales…

TV - on
Equalizer - Excited
Balancer - lame ...
The anthem is playing...
_______
Borscht… Obedik – Russian
Cutlet Spirit - French
Pie - from China
Taking a deep breath...

... the eternal "Thank you"?!
Evening - bread ... Fish
Floating somewhere...
The anthem plays again...

Morning looks unheard
And looking out the windows
Let the rain fall on the roof again
So that passers-by get wet.

And get up like you have to
To brew tea stronger,
But I will meet your eyes
He whispers to me with his lips

What do you want a kiss
To start the day sweet
I can't refuse,
And do it briefly.

Here are my arms around me
No desire to wake up.
Even the streets hearing the sounds
It will only make you smile.

And the morning looks out the window
Just how far away it is!
You should get up...

Morning is wiser than evening
Someone said so before me.
Everything around us will be more visible,
And clearer in the light of day.

Morning is wiser than evening
Just wait and it will come.
With every moment around the dark
It's night, looks out the window with darkness.

Morning is wiser than evening
Rest of sleep will refresh our minds.
The body with the soul will be stronger
And my head is full of ideas.

Morning is wiser than evening
The evening should bring peace.
There are no shadows in his twilight,
He breathes drowsiness into the world.

Morning is wiser than evening
At night, sleep do not take worries.
How...

The window is open, the light is on
And the wind blows, fluff flies ...
The moon ... In the sky, there is no sun
And the moonlight shines dimly.
The girl is sitting on the balcony
And looks sadly into nowhere
Keeping the holy grief
And a bright stream of tears ..
Runs on a pretty face
Which surpasses the face of the sun,
Mysterious ... yes, - the moon.
It's morning, six o'clock
Sleepy people, getting up early,
Coming out of their homes
Labor to meet tirelessly.
But few have their heads,
Raise your gaze to the balcony
Where is the light of my eyes and dreams...

Morning, grinning with mother-of-pearl,
The streets floated through the azure of summer.
Wisely deducing bird trills,
Sleepy bees disturbing the hive with singing.

On the asphalt with thin rays
Painted like watercolor
In a quiet park shivering shoulders
Feeling the chill under the spruce.

It was important to walk along the ebb of the roofs,
Penetrated through the windows behind the curtains,
And sailed like a paper boat,
Wet puddles rejoicing without measure.

Early pedestrians were overtaken.
Pure scowling mother-of-pearl,
He raised his hat so imposingly:
- Good morning...

Sections: Russian language

Targets and goals:

• deepen work on the definition of speech styles;
• learn to find elements in texts that indicate style;
• independently draw conclusions and justify their answers;
• develop the ability to use socio-political vocabulary, means of journalistic style, emotional impact on the listener, reader;
• education of universal values ​​(through the perception of texts of a moral nature).

Types of work:

1. Working with text (content, styles and types of speech).
2. Definition artistic techniques and features of the text.
3. Individual work students (by cards).
4. Independent work(repetition and generalization of the material covered, preparation for the exam).

During the classes

1. Organizational moment

2. Introduction

There are ancient sciences, the age of which is determined not even by centuries, but by millennia. For example, medicine, astronomy, geometry. They have rich experience, traditions that originate from antiquity, develop and operate in our time. So, the custom of graduates of medical institutes to take the Hippocratic oath was born three thousand years ago and bears the name of the great Greek physician who lived in 460-356. BC e. on the island of Kos.

There are very young sciences that were born only in the last century. For example, ecology.

But there are also such sciences, whose age is very difficult to determine. Such sciences include stylistics. On the one hand, science as a subject was formed at the beginning of our century. But at the same time, a person began to think a long time ago about what we say and how we say it. And this is what stylistics does - the science of styles. In addition, the term itself indicates “antiquity”, as the ancients called a pointed stick, which was used to write on wax tablets.

The topic of our lesson: Speech styles. ( Appendix)

Pay attention to the epigraph:

Tell me and I will forget;
Show me and I will remember;
Let me do it and I'll understand.
Chinese parable

State the purpose of the lesson.

3. Homework survey:

So, what do you know about functional speech styles?

Work with the teaching aid(pp. 108-109). Let's look at the table "Functional styles of the Russian language"

4. Checking knowledge. Development of skills and abilities.

A number of USE tasks just involve testing speech knowledge - the ability to apply them to text analysis. This means that you must be fluent in the conceptual and terminological apparatus: know well the styles of speech (and their main features), the types of texts (and their features), the means and methods of connecting sentences in the text, and the language means of expression.

And now we will put all the material into practice.

Each of you received worksheet, in which we will complete several tasks. Before you texts for work, they are numbered.

Let's go back to text #1.

Exercise: determine what style of speech the given text belongs to, put stress in the word catalog.

In order to familiarize yourself with the range of your products, please send us catalogs of women's shoes with an indication of the size of selling prices.

Director I.V. Ivanov

Let's go back to text #2.

Exercise: determine the style of the text, place punctuation marks.

The spelling reform of 1918 brought writing closer to living speech (i.e., abolished a number of traditional, rather than phonetic spellings). Approximation of spelling to live speech usually causes a movement in another direction: the desire to bring pronunciation closer to spelling ...

However, the influence of writing was controlled by the development of internal phonetic trends. Only those spelling features had a strong influence on literary pronunciation that helped develop the Russian phonetic system or contributed to the elimination of phraseological units in this system ...

At the same time, it should be emphasized that, firstly, these features were known in late XIX v. And that, secondly, even now they cannot be considered completely victorious in modern Russian literary pronunciation. Old literary norms compete with them.

(Quoted from the book: Phonetics of modern Russian literary language. - M., 1968. C 16-17).

Text by the famous Russian linguist Mikhail Viktorovich Panov

This text implements the message function. scientific style has a number of common features that manifest themselves regardless of the nature of the sciences themselves (natural, exact, humanitarian)

Next text #3.

Listen to the next passage.

Morning. I look out of a piece of the window, not fluffy with frost, and do not recognize the forest. What splendor and tranquility!

Above the deep, fresh snows, which filled up the thickets of fir trees, there is a blue, huge and surprisingly tender sky. We have such bright, joyful colors only in the mornings in the Afanasiev frosts. And they are especially good today, over fresh snow and green forest. The sun is still behind the forest, a clearing in the blue shade. In the ruts of the toboggan track, cut in a bold and clear semicircle from the road to the house, the shadow is completely blue. And on the tops of the pines, on their lush green crowns, golden sunlight is already playing. And the pines, like banners, froze under the deep sky. (I.A. Bunin)

Dictionary work: banner(s), f.r. 1. In the old days: military banner.

2. Belonging to church processions - a large banner with the image of saints fixed on a long pole.

Exercise: determine the style of the text, find and write out means of expressive speech.

Well done! We have repeated and deepened the knowledge of previously studied material.

And now, please name the characteristic features of a journalistic style?

What does a journalistic style have in common with an artistic one?

What genres of journalistic style do you know?

(The genres of journalistic style include speeches by lawyers, speakers, press appearances (article, note, reportage, feuilleton), as well as a travel essay, portrait essay, essay).

Teacher's word.

Journalism, which is called the chronicle of modernity, since it reflects the current history in its entirety, is addressed to the topical problems of society - political, social, everyday, philosophical, etc., close to fiction. Just like fiction, journalism is thematically inexhaustible, its genre range is huge.

Vocabulary work.

• Fiction is narrative fiction.
• A novelist is the author of a narrative work.

Working with the interactive whiteboard:

Highlight the words related to publicistic style

Assortment, fragrant, glances, lack of spirituality, democratic, populist, rut, unprecedented, interview, exclusive, priority, lobbies of power, immorality, revelry, ammeter, extreme, politician, reformer, economic leverage, brainwasher, rating.

Underline the names of genres of journalism.

Elegy, ballad, novel, essay, tragedy, sonnet, story, feuilleton, epigram, short story, story, poem, interview, ode, fable, comedy, essay, article, satire.

Indicate in the list of topics only those problems that are the subject of discussion in the journalistic literature.

• Construction of complex sentences;
• problems associated with man-made disasters;
• presidential elections;
• solution linear equations;
• compound chemical elements;
• work of the district administration;
• rating of contemporary music performers;
• use of scuba gear for underwater repairs;
• literary analysis of the text.

Listen to a sample journalistic style text.( Annex 2)

- Try to skip through yourself the main idea of ​​D.S. Likhachev

Intelligence is not only in knowledge, but in the ability to understand another. It manifests itself in a thousand and a thousand little things: in the ability to argue respectfully, to behave modestly at the table, in the ability to imperceptibly (precisely imperceptibly) help another, to protect nature. Do not litter around you - do not litter with cigarette butts or swearing, bad ideas (this is also garbage, and what else!)

Intelligence is the ability to understand, to perceive, it is a tolerant attitude towards the world and people.

Intelligence must be developed in oneself, trained - mental strength is trained, as physical ones are also trained. And training is possible and necessary in any conditions. (D.S. Likhachev)

Work on the text (in the form of task C - preparation for the exam)

Here we are at the end of our lesson.

What did we work on in class?

Today at the lesson we not only analyzed the texts, but also tried to follow the advice of the writers.

First of all, in any situation, we must remain highly moral people who own various styles, language means, freely orientated in any sphere of communication. I saw that you have learned to feel the word.

Soon you will leave the walls of our school, but I really want you to become a real intelligent.

Develop your intelligence!

Today for the lesson (grading)

Homework

1. Repeat theoretical material on the topic “Functional styles of speech”
2. Prepare a message on one of the sections of the topic (“Scientific Style”) in the form of a multimedia presentation. (This task is not required for all students.) Only students who show interest in the subject can complete it.)
3. From the teaching aid (Author - N.A. Senin) complete tasks A 30-31; B 1-8 and C (option No. 5).

Morning. I look out of a piece of the window, not covered with frost, and do not recognize the forest. What splendor and tranquility!

Above the deep, fresh snows, which filled up the thickets of fir trees, there is a blue, huge and surprisingly tender sky. We have such bright, joyful colors only in the mornings in the Afanasiev frosts. And they are especially good today, over fresh snow and green forest. The sun is still behind the forest, a clearing in the blue shade. In the ruts of the toboggan track, cut in a bold and clear semicircle from the road to the house, the shadow is completely blue. And on the tops of the pines, on their lush green crowns, golden sunlight is already playing. And the pines, like banners, froze under the deep sky.

The brothers came from the city. They brought with them a lot of cheerfulness on a frosty morning. While in the hallway they swept felt boots with brooms, upholstered the heavy collars of fur coats from snow and brought in purchases in matting bags sprinkled with dry snow dust, like flour, it became cold in the rooms and there was a metallic smell of frosty air.

It will be forty degrees! - the coachman pronounces with difficulty, entering with a new bag. His face is crimson - you can feel in his voice that it has become stiff from the frost - his mustache, beard and the corners of the collar on his sheepskin coat have frozen into ice icicles ...

Mitrofanov's brother has come, - Fedosya reports, sticking his head in the door, - he asks for a plank on the coffin.

I go out to Anton, and he calmly talks about Mitrofan's death and business-likely translates the conversation into tes. Is it indifference or strength?.. Squeaking with our boots on the frozen snow on the porch, we leave the house and, talking to each other, go to the barn. The air is tightly compressed by the morning frost, the pasha's voices are heard in a strange way, the steam from the breath curls at every word, as if we were smoking. Thin spinous frost settles on the eyelashes.

Well, the Lord sent a day! - says Anton, stopping at the barn, where it is already warming, and, squinting from the sun, looks at the thick green wall of pine needles along the clearing and the deep: clear sky above it, - Oh, if only tomorrow too! It would be nice to be buried!

Then we open the creaking gates of the frozen barn. Anton rattles the boards for a long time and finally heels a long pine gorge over his shoulder. Throwing it up with a strong movement and adjusting it on his shoulder, he says: “Well, we humbly thank you!” - and carefully leaves the barn. The footprints of the bast shoes look like those of a bear, and Anton himself squats, adjusting to the vibrations of the board, and the heavy unsteady board, leaning over his shoulder, sways measuredly in harmony with his movements. When he, having sunk almost to the waist in a snowdrift, hides behind the gate, I hear the fading creak of his steps. That's so quiet! Two jackdaws loudly and joyfully said something to each other. One of them flew away from the topmost branch to a thick green, slender spruce, swayed, almost losing its balance, and rained down thickly and slowly began to fall rainbow snow dust. The jackdaw laughed with pleasure, but immediately fell silent ... The sun rises, and it becomes quieter in the clearing ...

After dinner everyone goes to see Mitrofan. The village is covered in snow. Snowy, white huts are located around a flat white meadow, and on this glade sparkling brightly under the sun it is very cozy and warm. Domovito smells of smoke, baked bread. The boys carry each other on ice, the dogs sit on the roofs of the huts ... A completely savage village! There, a young, broad-shouldered woman in a tucked-in shirt peered curiously out of her seedlings ... There, thin, like an old dwarf, a fool, Pashka, in a grandfather's hat, goes for a water cart. Steaming, dark and smelly water splashes heavily in a frozen tub, and the runners squeal like a pig ... But here is Mitrofan's hut.

How small and short she is, and how everyday everything is around her! Skis are at the door to the senets. In the vestibule a cow slumbers and chews its cud. The wall of the hut leading into the vestibule strongly leans away from them, and therefore the door must be opened with great effort. She finally peels off, and her face smells of a warm, husky smell. In the semi-darkness, several women are standing by the stove and, looking intently at the dead man, they are talking in a whisper. And the deceased under the calico lies in this tense silence and listens to Timoshka reading the hymnal whiningly and pitifully.

Totally melt! - one of the women says with emotion and, inviting to see the dead man, carefully raises the calico.

Oh, how important and serious Mitrofan has become! The head is small, proud and calmly sad, the closed eyes are deeply sunken, the large nose is cut off; the large chest, lifted by the last breath, seemed to have turned to stone, and below it, in the deep cavity of the abdomen, lie large wax hands. A clean shirt beautifully sets off thinness and yellowness. Baba quietly took one hand - you can see how heavy this icy hand is - raised it and put it down again. Mitrofan remained completely indifferent and continued to calmly listen to what Timoshka was reading. Maybe he even knows how clear and solemn today is - his last day in his native village?

This day seems to be very long in the dead silence The sun slowly travels its heavenly path, and now a reddish, brocade beam has already slid into the dim hut and obliquely illuminated the forehead of the deceased. losing its shine.

Again I wander along the clearing. Snow on the meadow and the roof of the huts, which are exactly doused with sugar, is turning red. In the clearing, in the shade, I feel how it freezes sharply at night. The colors of the greenish sky to the north have become even purer and more tender, the mast pine forest is drawn even thinner against its background. And from the east a big pale moon had already risen. The sunset fades, it rises higher and higher... The dog, with which I walk along the clearing, sometimes runs into the spruce forest and, jumping out, covered in snow, from its mysteriously light and dark wilds, freezes along with its sharp black shadow on a brightly illuminated road. The moon is already high... In the village - not a sound, a light blushes timidly from Mitrofan's quiet hut... And a large, sharply shuddering emerald star in the northeast seems to be a star at God's throne, from the height of which the Lord is invisibly present above the snowy forest country...

Morning. I look out the window and do not recognize the forest. What splendor and tranquility! Above the deep, fresh snows that have covered a thicket of fir trees, there is a blue, huge and surprisingly tender sky. We have such bright, joyful colors only in the mornings in January frosts. And they are especially good today over fresh snow and green forest. The sun is still behind the forest, a clearing in deep shade. In the ruts of the toboggan track, the shadow is completely blue. And on the tops of the pines, on their lush green crowns, golden sunlight is already playing. And the pines froze under the deep sky. (According to I. Bunin) (According to I. Bunin)

1. 1. How beautiful in autumn! 2. Outside the window is a clear autumn day. 3.Cold. 4. A bright sun shines in the azure sky. 5. A cool breeze is blowing outside. 6. On the ground, like a colorful carpet, lie emerald green, crimson leaves of maples and lindens. 7. The trees fell asleep. 8. They quietly look into the steel mirror of the river. 9. Wonderful scenery!

PLAN. 1. Introduction. 2. general description nature. 3. Private descriptions of nature: a) the sky; b) forest; c) a river, etc. 4. A story about the author's feelings and emotions How beautiful it is in autumn! 2. Outside the window is a clear autumn day. 3.Cold. 4. A bright sun shines in the azure sky. 5. A cool breeze is blowing outside. 6. On the ground, like a colorful carpet, lie emerald green, crimson leaves of maples and lindens. 7. The trees fell asleep. 8. They quietly look into the steel mirror of the river. 9. Wonderful scenery!