Possible beginning of hello honey, what about. Dialogue on the topic friend

One Sunday winter day I went to visit my friend Mila. Opening the door to her room, I saw that Mila was sitting in an unusual position. I even involuntarily froze for a while, looking at my friend. She was sitting in a large, completely round, dark blue chair on four wooden legs.

Mila's figure skates lay next to the chair. On the wall to the left of the chair, the switched-on sconce was burning, and its soft light was reflected in the dark brown parquet floor of the room, polished to a shine, falling on the light yellow walls of the room, giving it warmth and comfort.

Mila, a tall and thin girl, in brown jeans and a white T-shirt, completely fit in a huge chair - she sat with her knees bent. Lying on her lap open book, and Mila seemed completely immersed in reading. Her blonde hair They were not, as usual, tied up in a ponytail, but lay loosely on the shoulders. Mila's face with delicate regular features was slightly turned to the right, towards the book, and the gaze of large brown eyes was focused on open page. She was so absorbed in reading that she didn’t even notice my arrival.

It seemed surprising to me that Mila, usually active and unable to sit in one place for a long time, now seems to have grown into the chair and does not notice anything around her. I became very curious as to what could have interested my friend in this book so much that she didn’t even notice anything around her. I greeted her:

Hello Mila!

A? What? - she looked like a person who was woken up in the middle of the night.

I was even more surprised - I had never seen my friend go so deeply into herself. Mila looked at me, smiled, put the book aside and said:

Hello! Sorry, I was a little lost in thought. It's good that you came.

I wonder what you're thinking about that you don't notice anything around, if it's not a secret, of course.

Of course, it's no secret. You know, this morning, as usual, I went to the training section figure skating. And then, satisfied, but completely exhausted, she returned home. I walked slowly, without rushing, as usual. It was so quiet outside, so good. Large fluffy snow was falling from the sky. I have never looked at snowflakes, but today I could clearly see the falling snowflakes on my new black mittens.

I laughed - sometimes Mila really surprised me:

Are you kidding?! Is it really true that you have never looked at a snowflake? And in general, what is surprising about such a simple thing?

You know, my dad always told me that the amazing is always around, nearby, you just need to be able to see it. I’ve never looked closely at snow before: it falls and falls, it’s good fun all around. And today, looking at the snowflake, I was surprised - so small, but so beautiful. All its parts are precise, clear, as if made by an artist. She is perfection itself.

I couldn’t help but agree with her that if you look closely at an ordinary snowflake, you can see the perfection of lines, geometric correctness. Mila continued:

And then, when I returned home, I told my dad about my “discovery,” and he gave me this collection of poems, and you know, I somehow don’t really understand many of the poems, but one of the poems about a snowflake simply amazed me. I re-read it several times. I think you'll like it too. Here, listen.

And Mila read me the lines of K. Balmont’s poem “Snowflake,” which I had known and loved for a long time:

Light fluffy,

Snowflake white,

How clean

How brave!

On the stormy road that easily flies by,

Not to the azure heights,

Asking to land...

I agreed with my friend that this is true good poem, and said that there are many beautiful poems. I was very happy for her, who in one day discovered both a piece of nature and a piece of creativity. I saw that this discovery shocked my friend and sank deep into her heart. This means that the love is sincere.

- Hello, Mila! Aren't you going to the skating rink?

“Didn’t you hear what I asked you just now?”

-What are you thinking about so hard?

“I was just reading and didn’t notice you.” Hello Polina!

“What are you reading so enthusiastically about and don’t even see or hear anything around you?”

– Children's stories. They are small and so interesting! And this book contains many color illustrations for the stories. I got caught up in reading, staring at it and completely forgot that you and I were planning to go to the skating rink today.

- I see. I had no idea that you were such an avid reader!

– I’m surprised myself. I've already started packing. I put on my trousers. And then I see that it’s still early. I decided to quickly find a poem by Pushkin, which we need to learn in literature the day after tomorrow. I started searching and came across works by another author. I started reading and I just can’t put it down.

- Yes, you even climbed onto the chair in your slippers! But I'm glad. This is a very useful hobby. Will you give me this book to read later?

- Certainly. You will definitely enjoy these stories.

- Well, are we going or not?

- To the skating rink. You've already prepared your skates.

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Khabarov - Portrait of Mila, 7th grade

Essay 1 option

Drawing a portrait is not just a difficult, but also a responsible task. Therefore, for artists, drawing a portrait is a kind of challenge to their skill.

V. Khabarov in his painting “Portrait of Mila” tries to convey not only the appearance of a handsome teenager, but also her inner world. The picture is painted in dark colors, but Mila herself is painted in light colors.

This is how the artist shows that the girl is better than most of her peers: more educated and well-read. A large chair stands in the corner. With this, V. Khabarov conveys Mila’s loneliness, which is most likely due to the fact that she prefers the world described in books to the real one.

7th grade.

Essay option 2

Valentin Khabarov is one of the best Russian portrait artists. He very skillfully conveys the facial features of his models, thanks to which the viewer can guess their thoughts, understand their feelings and emotions.

When drawing his paintings, V. Khabarov pays a lot of attention to his surroundings. Looking at the environment in which the artist places people, you can feel the spirit of the era during which the portrait was painted.

In the painting “Portrait of Mila” Khrabrov depicted a girl reading a book. It’s hard for us to understand, but if we let our parents or grandparents look at the reproduction, they will understand that the painting was painted in the 70-80s of the last century. They are familiar with the wallpaper that covers the walls and the parquet, although not of the highest quality, but attractive. From the furniture we see a chair that was fashionable at that time, which the owners of the apartment undoubtedly found difficult to obtain. Behind the girl's back is a sconce lamp. These can still be found at dachas, where things that are not needed in the city are often taken.

We no longer found such a situation, but it can be seen in Soviet films, which have already become cinema classics. These are “Moscow Doesn’t Believe in Tears,” “The Irony of Fate,” and “Afonya,” so beloved by adults.

Mila, the main character of the film, is about 13-14 years old. She is dressed in simple home clothes. She has soft slippers on her feet - probably the floor is cold, so she put them on so as not to freeze. This and the skates that lie under the chair indicate that it’s winter outside.

But this harsh time is not capable of bringing inconvenience to Mila. From the picture you can understand that she is comfortable. She is not distracted by either the snowstorm outside the window or the sounds that come from other rooms where households are busy with their business. Mila is passionate and focused; it’s clear that she came across a very interesting book.

The blonde girl most likely loves to read. The chair is in the corner so that no one can accidentally touch it. On the wall behind there is a sconce, the light from which falls exactly on the book. All this creates the most best conditions to sit winter evening with a book.

The girl's face and pose expresses extreme enthusiasm for the book. Her mouth is slightly open, she probably moves her lips and silently pronounces the words written in the book when she reads.

I really like this picture. Looking at the clear face main character, you involuntarily realize that in the evening you can spend time not only at the computer or TV. It’s a pity that nowadays no one reads with such incrimination as Mila.

7th grade.

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Hello, Sanya.

Do you know my friend Kolya?

Yes, I know he studies in a parallel class at my school.

His dad bought a dog from him. Husky breed. Still a puppy, but so beautiful.

Cool, everyone likes huskies.

Yes, in the evening they go for a walk with him. Let's go with them today and play with the puppy. He loves to run so much.

Let's. Call me when you're ready, I'll come out.

Okay, see you tonight.

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Mila's figure skates lay next to the chair. On the wall to the left of the chair, the switched-on sconce was burning, and its soft light was reflected in the dark brown portrait of the room, polished to a shine, falling on the light yellow walls of the room, giving it warmth and comfort. Mila, a tall and thin girl, in brown jeans and a white T-shirt, completely fit in a huge chair. She sat with her knees bent. There was an open book on her lap, and Mila seemed completely immersed in reading. Her blond hair was not tied into a ponytail as usual, but lay loosely on her shoulders.

Mila's face with thin with the right features was slightly turned to the right, towards the book, and the gaze of large brown eyes was fixed on the open page. She was so absorbed in reading that she didn’t even notice my arrival. It seemed surprising to me that Mila, usually active and unable to sit in one place for a long time, now seems to have grown into the chair and does not notice anything around her.

I became very curious about what could interest my friend in this book, that she didn’t even notice anything around her. I greeted her: - Hello, Mila! - Eh? What? – she looked like a person who was woken up in the middle of the night looks. I have never seen my friend withdraw so deeply into herself. Mila looked at me, smiled, put the book aside and said:

Hello! Sorry, I was a little lost in thought. It’s good that you came. - I wonder what you’re thinking about, that you don’t notice anything around you, if it’s not a secret, of course. - Of course, it’s not a secret. I read A.S. Pushkin’s poem “Flower”. The poem reflects the author’s thoughts about the meaning of human life, happiness and love, as well as the transience of time. The flower the poet found between the pages of a book represents to me human life. I think that the person discussed in this poem did not live his life in vain. And Mila read me the lines of A.S. Pushkin’s poem “Flower”. I agreed with my friend that this was a really good poem, and said that there are many beautiful poems. We spent the rest of the day reading a collection of poems by A.S. Pushkin. This activity turned out to be very exciting.