7 books with which it is easy to fall in love with autumn
As said by the classic, the autumn season is “the eyes of enchantment”. It is best to spend long cool dark evenings in a pleasant company of a plaid, a cup of tea and a good book. We have chosen reading for you on one or several evenings at once - stories and novels with which it is easy to fall in love with autumn and feel its philosophically wise mood.
Ivan Bunin "Antonov apples"
Short story, 1900
The story familiar from school is a real prose poem, it is so lyrical, imbued with the feelings, impressions and nostalgic mood of the author. The pages of the story rustle with fallen leaves, smell of apples and honey, ring with sadly cheerful village songs and church evangelism, envelop with the morning mist, delight the mind’s gaze with landscapes - open spaces of compressed fields, a stately panorama of forests, where life in the spring dies, a colorful hunting sight. homestead. A description of the idyllic lifestyle that will never return,wakes up in the heart of some kindly sweet longing and desire not to go for a walk in the park, or to look through the old family photo album and bring order to it.
I remember a large, all-gold, dried up and thinned garden, I remember the maple alleys, the delicate aroma of fallen leaves and - the smell of Antonov apples, the smell of honey and autumn freshness
Yuri Kazakov “Autumn in Oak Forests”
Yuri Kazakov is called the successor of the traditions of Bunin in Soviet literature. His prose is also poetic, musical, pictorial, philosophically deep. “Autumn in oak forests” is a poignant tale of love. The names of the heroes are not named: he is the capital writer, she is a fisherwoman from the White Sea. Adam and Eve of the twentieth century, Eden which becomes an old wooden house, lost in oak forests somewhere on the shores of the Oka ... Late autumn patronizes the lovers: the smell of fallen leaves of the oaks drunk like wine, the solemn silence of nature as opposed to the fuss of Moscow allows you to clearly understand and feel each other. Their happiness is as pure and timid as a white dream, like the first snow that fell at night. Does it melt without a trace? The narrative has an open ending, but ends on a light note.
I was happy, but it was somehow strange and scary for me: it was all very good for me that autumn
Francoise Sagan "A little sun in cold water"
In many works of the famous French woman, the feelings of the heroes are cyclical, like the seasons: in spring or summer the birth and flowering of love falls, in the fall - its withering. This happens, in particular, with the characters of psychological novels “Hello, sadness”, “Vague smile” and “A little sun in cold water” - the book presented in our review. For Parisian journalist Gilles Lantier, love becomes a cure for depression. And for the provincial intellectual and beauty Nathalie Silvener - self-sacrifice in every sense of the word, the autumn sun, the warmth and glare of which is extinguished in the cold water of the selfishness of her chosen one.
Now Gilles needed only this soft landscape and this difficult woman.
Sergey Kozlov “Hedgehog in the Fog”
Not for the first time in the world literature it happens that the characters invented for children are much more interesting and understandable to adults. It happened to Alice from Wonderland, Little Prince, Moomin trolls, Harry Potter and the Hedgehog, lost in the fog. Dodging in a whitish eerie shroud,the crumb in a prickly fur coat then admires, like a child, that it has dreamed up, then it is frightened to the horror, and still gets into trouble and finds friends, including the one who mysteriously rescues the poor fellow from the river. Agree, a completely different Hedgehog comes out of the fog, more thoughtful, cautious and serious.
And it is interesting, thought the Hedgehog, if the Horse goes to bed, will it choke in the fog?
Alexander Chudakov "The haze lays down on the old steps"
This book was awarded in 2011 with a special award “Russian Booker of the Decade” (the award was awarded posthumously to the author). Chudakov defined the genre of his work as a novel-idyll, highlighting the nostalgic mood of its pages, but in fact we have a historical-philosophical novel, an epic novel, which captures the history of a person, the history of a family, the history of a huge country. Difficult life, simple life, a multi-layered culture of exiled settlers, whose new homeland became Northern Kazakhstan in the middle of the 20th century, are painted in lyrical and dramatic tones, are described piercingly and with biographical authenticity. Perhaps only in the fall, with her wise acceptance of what cannot be changed, but it is also impossible to forget, you can really dive into such a book.
A lone traveler on a deserted road far from home is strange.<...> Why is he walking on the road, why is he alone? Some feeling, a memory of something, perhaps not in your life, excites and forces you to look after it - maybe I need to, so alone, on the sidelines, who knows where?
Rosamund Pilcher "September"
When, if not in the fall, to read and reread the family saga? Roman Rosamund Pilcher takes readers to modern Scotland, but on its pages there is a place for magnificent landscapes with mountain lakes and moorlands, and ancient castles, and family dramas and secrets in the taste of Bronte sisters or Jane Austen. Stories of love and betrayal, insults and joys, victories and failures of the inhabitants of the Scottish hinterland one after another will become famous in preparation for the big celebration: the wealthy couple, Steynton, who moved to the idyllic wilderness from London, decides to arrange a real ball - with the orchestra and ceremonial dances - on the occasion coming of age their daughter Katie.
... the fields were gilded, the rivers sparkled, the brown-orange ferns darkened, and the spacious dome of the sky went up, and the air was crystal, clean ... As if you traveled in time and returned to the world that you thought was lost forever.
Andrey Astvatsaturov "Autumn in your pockets"
The novel in the stories, 2015
Stories from the life of our contemporary - a hereditary Petersburg intellectual, charming, but neurotic and somewhat unlucky - captivate with irony and sincerity. Descriptions of bustling everyday life alternate with memories of childhood, funny jokes - with love drama, searching for yourself and your place under the sun - with reflections that our world is monstrously imperfect ... St. Petersburg becomes an impartial witness, and maybe a judge, of this throwing the long-respected "character" of Russian literature, and the autumn staying in it reinforces the philosophical undertones of all that is happening.
A calendar without an autumn brings into our lives a hue of something irrelevant. In the winter-spring-summer we work somehow half-heartedly, and we think in a half-brain, and we speak in a low voice. It’s as if we don’t live, and so we are preparing for life, writing a draft, rehearsing, and all in some kind of delirium, half asleep ... But autumn comes.
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