Fabul in the beautiful and violent world. Platonov, analysis of work in this beautiful and violent world, plan

Fabul in the beautiful and violent world. Platonov, analysis of work in this beautiful and violent world, plan

Platonov Andrey

In the beautiful and furious world

A. Platonov

In the beautiful and furious world

Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev was considered the best locomotive driver of Maltsev.

He was thirty years old, but he had already qualified the first-class driver and long ago drove fast trains. When the first powerful passenger locomotive series "IP" arrived in our depot, Maltsev was appointed to this car, which was quite reasonable and correct. The Assistant of Maltsev worked an elderly man from Depovsky Slicers named Fedor Petrovich Durbanov, but he soon endured the exam on the driver and left to work on another car, and I was instead of Drabian, it was defined to work in the Maltsev's brigade assistant; Before that, I also worked as an assistant mechanic, but only on an old, low-power car.

I was pleased with my destination. The Machine "IP", the only then on our traction site, I had a feeling of inspiration with one of my appearance: I could look at her for a long time, and the special touched joy was awakened in me, as beautiful as in childhood, at first reading Pushkin's poems. In addition, I wished to work in a team of a first-class mechanic to learn from him the art of driving heavy high-speed trains.

Alexander Vasilyevich took my appointment in his brigade calmly and indifferently: he was, apparently, anyway, who he will stand in the assistants.

Before the trip, I, as usual, checked all the nodes of the car, experienced all its serving and auxiliary mechanisms and calmed down, considering the car ready for the trip. Alexander Vasilyevich saw my work, he watched her, but after me his own hands again checked the state of the car, rightly he did not trust me.

So repeated later, and I was already accustomed to the fact that Alexander Vasilyevich constantly intervened in my duties, although it was staring silently. But usually, as soon as we were in the go, I forgot about my chagrin. After being distracted by attention from the devices following the state of the running locomotive, from observing the work of the left car and the way ahead, I looked at Maltsev. He led the composition with the brave confidence of the Great Master, with the concentration of an inspirational artist who had the entire external world in his inner experience and therefore the rules over him. Alexander Vasilyevich's eyes looked ahead like empty, abstractly, but I knew that he saw all the way ahead and the whole nature, carrying us towards meeting, - Even the sparrow, scrubbed from a ballast slope with the wind in the space of the car, even this sparrow attracted the eyes of Maltsev , And he turned his head for a moment after the Sparrow: What will happen to him after us, where did he fly?

In our fault, we have never been late; On the contrary, we often delayed us at the intermediate stations that we must proceed with the go, because we went with a taking time, and us, by means of delays, were inserted back to the chart.

Usually we worked silently; Only occasionally Alexander Vasilyevich, without turning around in my direction, pounded the key around the boiler, wanting me to pay my attention to some non-stroke in the mode of operation of the car, or preparing me to a sharp change in this mode so that I was vigilant. I always understood the silent instructions of my senior comrade and worked with a complete zeal, but the mechanic still treated me, as well as to the Kochchegar lubricant, alienated and constantly checked on the parking lots of press oil, tightening the bolts in the drawing nodes, tested letters on leading Axes and other. If I have just examined and smeared any work driving part, then I looked at Maltsey again and lubricated me, not counting my work with real.

I, Alexander Vasilyevich, this Crazzyopf has already checked, "I once told him when he began to check this item after me.

And I myself want, - smiling, answered Maltsev, and in a smile it was sadness, striking me.

Later, I understood the importance of his sadness and the reason for his constant indifference to us. He felt his superiority in front of us, because he understood the car more precisely than we, and he did not believe that I or whoever could learn the secret of his talent, the secret to see at the same time and a passing sparrow, and the signal ahead, feeling at the same time the path, The weight of the composition and effort of the car. Maltsev understood, of course, that in the diligence, in diligence, we can even overcome him, but did not imagine that we would like to love the locomotive anymore and it was better to drive it, "better, he thought it was impossible. And Maltsev so it was sad with us; He missed his talent, as from solitude, not knowing how we express it so that we understand.

And we, however, could not understand his skills. I asked once to resolve the story to me on my own: Alexander Vasilyevich allowed me to drive a kilometers of forty and sat down at the place of assistant. I led the composition - and after twenty kilometers already had four minutes of late, and the exits from the protracted lifts overcame at a speed of no more than thirty kilometers per hour. After me, the car led Maltsev; He took rise at the speed of fifty kilometers, and he did not throw a car on the curves as I, and he soon caught up with my time.

Platonov Andrey

In the beautiful and furious world (Maltsev driver)

Andrei Platonovich Platonov

In the beautiful and furious world

(Maltsev driver)

Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev was considered the best locomotive driver of Maltsev.

He was thirty years old, but he had already qualified the first-class driver and long ago drove fast trains. When the first powerful passenger locomotive series "IP" arrived in our depot, Maltsev was appointed to this car, which was quite reasonable and correct. The Assistant of Maltsev worked an elderly man from Depot Slicers named Fedor Petrovich Durbanov, but he soon endured the exam on the driver and went to work on another car, and I was, instead of Draban, it was defined to work in the Maltsev's assistant brigade; Before that, I also worked as an assistant mechanic, but only on an old, low-power car.

I was pleased with my destination. Machine "IP", the only then on our traction site, I called me a feeling of enthusiasm; I could take a long time to look at her, and the special touched joy awakened in me - as beautiful as in childhood when I first read Pushkin's poems. In addition, I wished to work in a team of a first-class mechanic to learn from him the art of driving heavy high-speed trains.

Alexander Vasilyevich took my appointment in his brigade calmly and indifferently; He was, apparently, anyway, who he will be in assistants.

Before the trip, I, as usual, checked all the nodes of the car, experienced all its serving and auxiliary mechanisms and calmed down, considering the car ready for the trip. Alexander Vasilyevich saw my work, he watched her, but after me his own hands again checked the state of the car, rightly he did not trust me.

So repeated later, and I was already accustomed to the fact that Alexander Vasilyevich constantly intervened in my duties, although it was staring silently. But usually, as soon as we were in the go, I forgot about my chagrin. After being distracted by attention from the devices following the state of the running locomotive, from observing the work of the left car and the way ahead, I looked at Maltsev. He led the composition with the brave confidence of the Great Master, with the concentration of an inspirational artist who had the entire external world in his inner experience and therefore the rules over him. Alexander Vasilyevich's eyes looked forward abstractedly, like empty, but I knew that he saw all the way ahead and the whole nature, carrying us to meet us, - Even the sparrow, mounted from a ballast slope with the wind in the space of the car, even this sparrow attracted the eyes of Maltsev, And he turned his head for a moment following the Sparrow: What will be with him after us, where he flew.

In our fault, we have never been late; On the contrary, we were often detained at intermediate stations that we must proceed with the go, because we went with a jig in time and by the delays were back into the chart.

Usually we worked silently; Only occasionally Alexander Vasilyevich, without turning around in my direction, pounded the key around the boiler, wanting me to pay my attention to some non-stroke in the mode of operation of the car, or preparing me to a sharp change in this mode so that I was vigilant. I always understood the silent instructions of my senior comrade and worked with a complete zeal, but the mechanic still treated me, as well as to the Kochchegar lubricant, alienated and constantly checked on the parking lots of press oil, tightening the bolts in the drawing nodes, tested letters on leading Axes and other. If I have just looked around and smeared any working fussing part, then the Maltsev after me looked again and lubricated it, exactly not counting my work is valid.

I, Alexander Vasilyevich, this Crazzyopf has already checked, "I once told him when he began to check this item after me.

And I myself want, - smiling, answered Maltsev, and in a smile it was sadness, striking me.

Later, I understood the importance of his sadness and the reason for his constant indifference to us. He felt his superiority in front of us, because he understood the car more precisely than we, and he did not believe that I or whoever could learn the secret of his talent, the secret to see at the same time and a passing sparrow, and the signal ahead, feeling at the same time the path, The weight of the composition and effort of the car. Maltsev understood, of course, that in the diligence, in diligence, we can even overcome him, but did not imagine that we would like to love the locomotive anymore and it was better to drive it, "better, he thought it was impossible. And Maltsev so it was sad with us; He missed his talent, as from solitude, not knowing how we would express him so that we understand.

And we, however, could not understand his skills. I asked once to allow the story to me on my own; Alexander Vasilyevich allowed me to drive a kilometers of forty and sat down at the place of assistant. I led the composition, and in twenty kilometers already had four minutes of late, and the exits from the protracted lifts overcame at a speed of no more than thirty kilometers per hour. After me, the car led Maltsev; He took rise at the speed of fifty kilometers, and he did not throw a car on the curves as I, and he soon caught up with my time.

For about a year, I worked as an assistant to Maltsev, from August to July, and on July 5, Maltsev made his last trip as a driver of the courier train ...

We took the composition at eighty passenger axes, who was late for us on the way for four hours. The dispatcher came to the locomotive and specifically asked Alexander Vasilyevich to cut, how many maybe late for the train, to bring it late at least three hours, otherwise it would be difficult for him to give the empty to the neighboring road. Maltsev promised him to catch up the time, and we tried forward.

There were eight hours of afternoon, but the summer day lasted, and the sun shone with the solemn morning strength. Alexander Vasilyevich demanded from me to keep all the time the pressure of steam in the boiler only on the half-atmosphere below the limit.

After half an hour we went to the steppe, on a calm soft profile. Maltsev brought the speed of the move to the ninety kilometers and did not pass below, on the contrary, on horizontals and small slopes, he brought the speed to a hundred kilometers. On the rises, I forced the furnace to the ultimate opportunity and forced the Kochegar manually to load the screwdriver, to help the drain machine, for the couples sat down.

Maltsev drove the car forward, rejecting the regulator to the entire arc and giving the reverse to the full cutoff. We now went towards a powerful cloud that appeared because of the horizon. From our side, the cloud covered the sun, and from the inside the ferocious, irritated zippers, and we saw how the lightning swords vertically entered the silent far earth, and we rushed to the last earth, as if at her defense. Alexandra Vasilyevich, apparently, fascinated this sight: he leaned far away in the window, looking forward, and his eyes, accustomed to smoke, to fire and space, brilliantly inspired. He understood that the work and capacity of our car could be compared with the work of the thunderstorm, and maybe proud of this thought.

The story is conducted on behalf of Konstantin's assistant driver.

Alexander Vasilyevich Maltsev is considered the best locomotive driver in Tolumbeevsky depot. Nobody knows the locomotive better! There is nothing surprising that when the first powerful passenger locomotive series "IP" arrives in the depot, Maltsev is appointed to this car. Assistant Maltsev, Elderly Depovsky Locksman Fedor Petrovich Drabanov, soon withstands the exam by the driver and goes to another car, and Konstantin is appointed in his place.

Konstantin is pleased with its appointment, the Maltsev does not care who consists of his assistants. Alexander Vasilyevich oversees the work of his assistant, but after that he always independently checks the health of all mechanisms.

Later, Konstantin understood the reason for his constant indifference to colleagues. Maltsev feels superiority to them, because he understands the car more precisely than they. He does not believe that someone else can learn to feel the car, the path and everything surrounding at the same time.

Konstantin works for the Maltsev assistant for about a year, and then the fifth of July comes the time of the last trip Maltsev. On this flight, they take the composition with a delay of four hours. The dispatcher asks Maltsev to reduce as much as possible this break. Trying to fulfill this request, Maltsev drives the car forward in all power. In the way, their thunderstorm cloud, and Maltsev, blinded by flash lightning, loses their eyesight, but continues to confidently keep the composition to the destination. Konstantin notes that the Maltsev's composition is tangible worse.

On the path of the courier train there is another composition. Maltsev transmits controls in the hands of the story, and is recognized in his blindness:

Accidents can be avoided due to Konstantin. Here Maltsev admits that he sees nothing. On the other day, vision returns to it.

Alexander Vasilyevich is given to court, the investigation begins. It is almost impossible to prove the innocence of an old driver. Maltsev is imprisoned, and his assistant continues to work.

In winter, Konstantin visits his brother, a student who lives in a university dormitory. Brother tells him that the university's physical laboratory is the installation of Tesla to obtain artificial lightning. Constantine comes to some consideration.

Returning home, he thinks out his guess regarding the installation of the Tesla and writes a letter to the investigator, who heard the Maltsev's case at one time, with a request to experience the concluded Maltsev, creating an artificial zipper. If the exposure to the psyche or visual organs of Maltsev is proven by the action of sudden and close electrical discharges, then his case should be revised. Konstantin explains the investigator, where the installation of the Tesla is located, and how to make experience over a person. There is no answer for a long time, but then the investigator reports that the regional prosecutor agreed to hold the proposed examination at the university physical laboratory.

The experiment is carried out, the innocence of Maltsev is proved, and he himself is released. But as a result of experience, the old driver loses sight, and this time it is not restored.

Konstantin is trying to encourage a blind old man, but it does not work. Then he says to Maltsev, which will take him to the flight.

During this trip, vision returns to the blind, and the narrator allows him to independently lead the steam locomotive to Tolumbeeva:

- We have a car to the end, Alexander Vasilyevich: You see the whole world now!

After working, Konstantin, together with the old engine, go to the apartment to the Maltsev, where they sit all night.

Konstantin is afraid to leave him one like a native son, without protection against the action of the sudden and hostile forces of our beautiful and fierce world.

Summary "In the beautiful and furious world"

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Plan Revet Ochaw

1. Acquaintance with the machine Maltsev and his assistant.
2. Maltsev is taken for a difficult task and blindly during the train movement. Such management of the composition could lead to a catastrophe.
3. Maltsev twisters, he is given to court and put in prison.
4. The former driver will be blindly blind during a investigative experiment with lightning electrical discharges.
5. Assistant driver after a special exam leads passenger compounds. He takes blind Maltsev on a trip.
6. Maltsev is twisted.

Resection

The hero tells about the case that happened to him and the "best locomotive engine" Maltsev. He was young, thirty,. But already had a first class qualification and drove fast trains.

Maltsev was the first to transfer to the new passenger locomotive "IP." The narrator appointed him to assistants. He was very pleased with the opportunity to master the art of driving, and at the same time to join the new technique.

The driver accepted a new helper indifferent. He relied in everything only on himself and his knowledge, so carefully rehearsed all the details and nodes of the car. It was a habit, but insulted the student in disbelief in his ability. But for professionalism, the hero has tested her teacher, who exactly felt the road. The train was never late, even delays in intermediate stations on the way they quickly reached.

Maltsev practically did not communicate with any assistant, nor with the coach. If he wanted to point out the shortcomings in the work of the car, which should be eliminated, he pounded the key around the boiler. He thought that to love the steam locomotive and drive him as he, no one else could. "And we, however, could not understand his skills," the author admits.

Once, the driver allowed a storytellor to the story on his own. But after some time he walked with a lag from the schedule for four and a half minutes. Maltsev successfully compensated for this time.

For almost a year, the hero worked as an assistant. And then there was an event that turned the life of heroes. They took the composition with a delay of four hours. The dispatcher asked to reduce this gap to let the empty on the neighboring road. The composition entered the zone of the thunderstorm clouds. Blue light hit the windshield, gazing the hero. It was lightning, but the Maltsev did not see her.

Night has come. The hero noticed that Maltsev became worse to drive the car, later it became clear that it was going on with him. When the hero shouted, the driver urgently slowed down. A man standing on the road and waving a hot chockerel to stop the train. Ahead, just ten meters, stood a locomotive of commercial composition. They did not notice how yellow, red, other warning signals passed. It could lead to a catastrophe. Maltsev ordered the assistant to lead the steam locomotive, confessing that the land.

I reported to the head of the depot about the incident, the assistant went to his home. Already on the approach to the house of Maltsev again, he was again.

After the incident Maltsev was given to court. The driver's assistant investigator summoned as a witness, and he said that she did not consider Maltsev guilty because the driver was blind from a close discharge of lightning. But the investigator with distrust reaches these words, because on the rest of the lightning did not affect. But the hero had his explanation. In his opinion, Maltsev is blind from lightning light, and not from the very discharge. And when the lightning hit, he was already blind.

Maltsev was still considered guilty, because he did not transfer the management of the assistant, risking the life of hundreds of people. From the investigator, the hero went to the Maltsev. To the question why he did not entrust him his place, he replied that he seemed to him that he sees the light, and in fact it was in his imagination. Maltseva was put in prison. The hero became an assistant from another driver. But he missed the Maltsev, according to his ability to truly work, and did not leave thoughts to help him.

He proposed to carry out experience with prisoners by installing Tesla to obtain artificial lightning. However, the experiment was carried out without warning, and Maltsev again blinded. But now there was much less chances for the return of vision. And the investigator, and the hero felt guilty of what had happened. Having gained justice and innocence, Maltsev received a disease that prevented him to live and work.

At that moment, for the first time, the hero was the idea of \u200b\u200bthe existence of some fatal forces, accidentally and indifferently destroying human. "I saw that the facts that prove the existence of hostile circumstances hostile to human life, and these disastrous forces crush the elected, elevated people." But the hero decided not to give up and resist circumstances. A year later, the former assistant passed the exam for the title of the driver and began to led passenger compounds. Very often he met Maltsev, who, rubbing his cane, stood at the station platform and "greedily breathed the smell of Gary and lubricant oil, listened to the rhythmic work of the steam-air pump." He understood the Maltsev, who lost the meaning of life, but could not help him.

Maltsev irritated benevolent words and sympathy. One day, the hero promised to take him on a trip if he would "sit quietly". The blind was agreed to all the conditions. The next morning, the hero was put on his driver's seat. Over his hands put his hands, and so they drove to the destination. On the way back, he again put the teacher in his place. And in calm sites even allowed him to drive the car alone. The flight was safely ended, the train was not late. The hero was hoping for a miracle. On the last stretch, he did not specifically reduce the move in front of the yellow light signal. Suddenly the Maltsev got up, stretched out his hand to the regulator and closed steam. "I see yellow light," he said and began to slow down. "He turned his face and cried. I approached him and kissed him in response. " The desire of the bone "Protect him (his teacher) from burning fate" made a miracle. Until the end of the following, Maltsev led the car on his own. After the flight they sat together all evening and all night. This time hostile forces retreated.

The meaning of the name of the story of A. P. Platonova "In the beautiful and violent world"

Andrei Platonovich Platonov lived difficult, complete deprivation of life. "I lived and languished, because life immediately turned me out of a child in adventurous man, depriving youth," he wrote to his wife. Nevertheless, the writer's heart did not harm. This is evidenced by such works as the story "in the beautiful and violent world."

The story of the story is reduced to the incident that happened to the Maltsev machine. During one of the trips on the locomotive, it will blind off the discharge of lightning, and then turns again. And although the catastrophe of the locomotive is miraculously manage to avoid, Maltsev is given to court. The storyteller Kostya, who served him as an assistant, is trying to help a convicted machine. But as a result of the experiment with electricity, Maltsev will be blindly blind. Kostya becomes a driver and takes one of the rides of the liberated, but blind Maltsev. Sitting in the cabin cabin and remembering his beloved work, Maltsev again acquires the ability to see.

The author called the world with beautiful and violent. He is really beautiful. Kostya gladly tells about how the wonderful driver was Maltsev, as he led the steam locomotive, how pleasure it was to work with such a person. "He led the composition with the brave confidence of the Great Master, with the concentration of inspired artist," he "understood the car more precisely" than others. However, the perfection of Maltsev was oppressed by himself, he felt alone.

With rage, the elements of the world of Maltsev faced during a thunderstorm when he could not control the steam locomotive. All his ability was useless. Nature's forces were beyond the person. Dusty whirlwind, the thunderstorm clouds rushed towards the locomotive. "The light will simply have around us; Dry Earth and Steppe Sand Slistened Skilled in the Iron Body of the locomotive. It became difficult for people to breathe, and the steam locomotive could not break through dust and wind.

The happened changed Maltsev. His self-confidence disappeared, it turned into a sick senior man. Maltsev really missed the steam locomotive and spent all the time sitting near the railway.

Having gained vision again, Maltsev began to see everything differently. Now he needed participation in the spiritual heat of other people. The narrator spent with a clear Maltsev all night, fearing to leave him alone with a beautiful and violent world.

What would be with Maltsev, do not happen to him who are unhappiness? He would continue to behave perfect, but lonely, boring, devoid of mental intimacy with other people. And the world around the world and is beautiful that there remains a particle, a non-private man.

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