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... leaf along Bibikovsky Boulevard . They filled all the streets around with a smell of incense . The chestnuts broke out their first leaves , transparent , crumpled , covered with reddish down . By the time the yellow and red candles had ...
... leaf along Bibikovsky Boulevard . They filled all the streets around with a smell of incense . The chestnuts broke out their first leaves , transparent , crumpled , covered with reddish down . By the time the yellow and red candles had ...
Page 249
... leaves . First it lighted up a single yellowing leaf , then a tomtit sitting on a twig sideways to the ground , then a raindrop . It shook and trembled , almost ready to drop . " Kostik , Gleb , did you hear ? " Uncle Kolya was asking ...
... leaves . First it lighted up a single yellowing leaf , then a tomtit sitting on a twig sideways to the ground , then a raindrop . It shook and trembled , almost ready to drop . " Kostik , Gleb , did you hear ? " Uncle Kolya was asking ...
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... leaves might be the last one in my life . And it always looked to me as if the leaves were floating from west to east , away from the war . I am not ashamed now to admit having had these ideas - I was very young . Everything around me ...
... leaves might be the last one in my life . And it always looked to me as if the leaves were floating from west to east , away from the war . I am not ashamed now to admit having had these ideas - I was very young . Everything around me ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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