On one of interesting resources has encountered the comment. I shall say honourly, he has shaken me. It would seem on the first sight a triviality. Whether it is necessary to write about it. Not a triviality. To write costs(stands). One woman, showing, not love to all Georgian, has written literally following., I do not like Georgian вино. I shall not drink it(him). I like Chilean вино. Madam, you excuse, that I you so name. On another I can not. Well do not like Georgian вино. Do not like on health. We like, to show to the people, as we are brought well up, as we are excellent formed(excellent educated). And you, probably, like. Then it would be possible to write, that Georgian вино it is not pleasant simply to you. Yours утонченный taste it(him) not приемлет. It would be correct. I am afraid, that you will not understand, why I was shaken by(with) your lines. I shall try to explain, can, вс ё-таки will understand.
Вино. Any. Not necessarily Georgian. Armenian, Moldavian, Ukrainian, it first of all fruit of heavy work. If you thinks, that it произрастает on trees, already разлитое on bottles, I am afraid, that you are mistaken. And bread on trees in батонах does not grow. That the man could pour in the glass this gift божий, so much all occurs. The Earth. Grape лоза. The peasant. The sun. You see having planted(put) лозу, this small miracle, the man further looks after her, as behind the small child. And frequently even more gently and more carefully. He е ё cares and лелеет. Will not believe, but he with лозой even talks. Yes. For him(it) she alive. He takes a stalk, листья with прожилками and irons by their calloused from work by hands. When do not give the God, лоза perishes, it is tragedy. In childhood, I saw old grandfather, which is simple, not hiding the feelings, cried, when was lost виноградник. But, what pleasure, when лоза thanks the man for kindness. The tax of a grapes, it in general separate history. Have a seat for a table. A jug with perfect вином. Cheese, greens. How much heard, this old jug on the century!!! What people sat at this table!!! This inexpressible sensation. And not only in Georgia. Madam, very much I am afraid, that you are not capable to like and Можайское milk, which too gets by heavy work to Russian worker. It is pleasant to you Chilean вино. You are sure, what it Chilean? And it can is made, where be in Подмосковье, in what be to a floor underground shop. Not respecting and not liking another's work, you hardly can respect and like own. Really all propagation is capable to eclipse, that fact, that there are related and friendly communications(connections) between Russia and Georgia. There are no bad peoples. There are bad governors. See, that occurs around. The most part of the people as rams plant on the parties, that they would be easier for operating. If tomorrow the attitudes(relation) between Russia and Ukraine very strongly will deteriorate, you, probably, will prefer to the Ukrainian bacon Hungarian шпик. It not a triviality, believe. From such,apparently, of trivialities, gradually, slowly there is a depressing picture. Yes, it is very convenient to reach in a supermarket, to outline a complete basket of beautiful packings, and there is nothing, not reflecting to reach, home and вс ё съесть. And that we съели the most part of chemical components, as that is no time to reflect. Something vanishes from our life, warm, home. To us already in диковинку of bank of crimson jam, which to us with любовью the grandmother has prepared. We you see постесняемся е ё to present, somebody. Inconveniently as. A packaging not that. Only very much I am afraid, that in a pursuit of a packaging, in everything, we turn, and some already have turned, to the people by indifferent, lazy and hard soul. And it is a pity. So the man also loses itself. Sadly, is sad, but fact.
And вс ё, that wanted to say.
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I do not say goodbye. Before meetings. Take care.
The author Gorg. March 2010 of.
