(Option 1, essay-reasoning). What is a dream? (Option 1, composition-reasoning) In Zheleznikov, the astronaut is the main idea of ​​the story

The essay contains references to V. Zheleznikov's story "Cosmonaut".

Option 1

A dream is a cherished desire that promises happiness. For her sake, a person can move mountains, overcome obstacles one after another. To dream is to become strong.

So, the schoolboy Knyazhin from the story of V. Zheleznikov dreams of becoming a pilot of a spaceship. For the sake of this, he enrolls in all kinds of circles, in which he can gain additional knowledge, every day he asks for new literature in the bookstore.

I also have a dream - I really want to become a brilliant lawyer, like Fedor Nikolaevich Plevako. He was one of the fairest and smart people in the profession throughout the history of the advocacy. His court speeches read like fascinating stories!

To achieve my dream, I plan to go to law school and work hard. After all, a dream is worth any effort spent on it!

Option 2

A dream is what a person wants more than anything in the world and for which he is ready to make any sacrifices. A person who has a dream is distinguished by purposefulness, dedication, and willpower. These qualities can manifest from an early age.

We find examples of this statement in the story of a schoolboy named Knyazhin, who dreams of becoming a spaceship pilot. To do this, he tries to be an attentive and exemplary student, scolds a classmate who prevents him from listening to the teacher.

A dream can also lead a person to the heights of a career. Since childhood, my father dreamed of becoming a cardiac surgeon, for this he worked very hard. Mom jokes that if she hadn’t got to his department and hadn’t been the first to show him signs of attention, dad would never have married anyone - he was so immersed in the profession. Today, my father is the best heart surgeon in the city, I am very proud of him and I learn from him determination.

Dreaming and confidently walking the path to a dream is a very worthy occupation.

Option 3

A dream in my understanding is the most important goal in a person's life. Achieving a dream depends on how strong your willpower is and how willing you are to sacrifice comfort and tranquility for it.

A dream come true is a privilege that is denied to weak people. material from the site

In the text proposed for analysis, we find an example of a bold dream of a simple boy: Knyazhin wants to become a pilot of a spaceship! However, unlike thousands of other guys who also dream of space, but do nothing to make their dreams come true, he works on himself. Knyazzhin studies diligently, listens attentively to the teacher, enrolls in all circles that can help him on the path to his dream. Such dedication is admirable!

The dream also helped Gray, the hero of A. Green's story " Scarlet Sails”, not only to become the captain of the ship, but also subsequently to realize the expectations of an amazing girl - As-sol.

Every person should have a dream, because thanks to it, the positive qualities necessary in life are brought up - willpower, determination, dedication.

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Vladimir Karpovich ZHELEZNIKOV
Astronaut
Story
In his works, the famous children's writer tells about the life of modern boys and girls, about complex life situations, which the characters fall into, about how important mutual understanding is for people.
The new one sat on the last desk. It was impossible not to notice him: he had bright red hair.
- We have a newcomer, - said Lyovushkin.
- Where did you come from? I asked.
- Our house was demolished. And we got a new apartment.
- Your last name?
- Knyazhin.
- How did you study physics?
- This is my favorite subject.
Still, he was very red, and I involuntarily looked at his hair and did not see his face.
I started explaining the new formulas. Every time I turned to the blackboard to write a formula or draw a drawing, Lyovushkin whispered and giggled behind my back.
"Don't interfere with listening," the voice of Knyazhin reached me.
I looked around: Lyovushkin had such a bewildered look, as if he had taken a sip of hot tea, he was badly burned and did not know whether to spit out this tea or swallow it.
“Knyazhin,” I said, “go up to the blackboard and solve the problem using the new formula.
He quickly solved the problem and clearly, without hesitation, explained everything. I liked the way he answered. Many guys in the class said extra words, but no Knyazhin.
After the bell, when I was leaving the classroom, I heard Lyovushkin's voice:
- Did you see which one? I disturb him. The first day - and already puts things in order. Academician Fock!* You can't move. Redhead, and even sneaky.
_______________
* Academician Fok - the famous Soviet physicist, laureate of the Lenin Prize.
“I myself know that he is red,” Knyazhin replied calmly. - And you're a fool for teasing. This is absolutely correct.
A week later, I saw the lists of guys enrolled in different circles at the senior counselor. Knyazhin was the first to enroll in the physics circle. “Good,” I thought. “Knyazhin is a good guy.”
I leafed through the lists of other circles and in each came across the name Knyazhin. And in zoological, and in mathematical, and in sports. Only he did not enroll in a singing circle.
At recess I called out to Knyazhin.
- Why did you enroll in all the circles? I asked. - In my opinion, this is somewhat frivolous.
“I need it,” he replied.
- Maybe you don't know what fascinates you the most?
"No, I know," he answered stubbornly. - But I need to. This is my secret.
- It's a secret or not a secret, - I said, - but you don't have to come to the classes of the physical circle. If you work in zoological, mathematical and sports circles, then you will not have time for physics.
Knyazhin was very upset and even turned pale. I regretted that I spoke to him so harshly: after all, he is still a boy.
“I must know everything, I must be indispensable,” he said. - I'll be the pilot of the spaceship. I didn't tell anyone this, but you made me.
- Ah! I drawled. And for the first time I looked him straight in the face. Under a red forelock, he had a prominent forehead, and his eyes were blue and desperate.
"This one will fly," I thought, "this one will fly!" I remembered how during the war I jumped with a parachute and how scary it is when you jump into the void. You look at a distant land, at trees that look like nothing more than bumps of moss, at rivers with a rain stream, and whether you like it or not, you think: "Suddenly the parachute won't open?" And then the earth becomes not desirable, but terrible. "But those who fly into space will be even worse. But this one will still fly."
"Then I don't mind, if that's the case," I said.
"Thank you," replied the Prince.
For three months he did not miss a single class of the physical circle. And then suddenly he stopped walking. And in the classroom he was absent-minded and even lost weight.
- Knyazhin, - I asked, - why did you leave the circle? Can't make it?
He looked up at me. They were the eyes of another person. They were not desperate, but sad and lost their blue color.
"I'll still be walking," he replied.
Levushkin told me (he became friends with Knyazhin):
- He's in big trouble. I can't tell, but it's a big nuisance.
I decided to talk to Knyazhin the other day, but chance brought us together on the same evening. I was standing at the counter in a bookstore and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me:
- Is there anything new?
- Boy, - the salesgirl answered, - there can't be something new every day. You would come twice a week.
I looked back. Knyazhin stood in front of me, but there was something unfamiliar in his expression. I did not immediately guess, and then I realized: he had glasses on his nose. Small, childish, white metal-rimmed glasses.
We stood in silence for a minute. Knyazhin turned crimson red, his cheeks, ears and even nose turned red.
“Ah, Knyazhin,” I said.
I did not have time to add anything else - he took off running.
I ran after him.
- Princes! I shouted. - Princess, stop!
A man looked at me, and a woman called out:
- Hold the boy!
Then the Prince stopped. He did not look at me, took off his glasses and bowed his head low.
- Aren't you ashamed? How many people wear glasses and are not at all ashamed of it. I'm sorry, but I think this is stupid.
He said nothing.
- Run away because of such nonsense. And Lyovushkin said: "Knyazhin is in big trouble." Nonsense!
Then he raised his head and said softly:
- But now they won’t take me as a pilot, I found out - they don’t take short-sighted people, and I won’t drive spaceships. I hate these glasses.
Ah, here's the thing! That's why he's so miserable and thinner. His first dream was shattered into pieces, and he suffered. One, silently.
- In vain you suffer so, - I said at last. - Fly to spaceship astronomer, engineer or doctor.
"So you think I can still hope?" Can? He seized on my words with joy. How could I not have realized? Just stupid, that's for sure.
He was so happy! And I thought: "It's good when a person has a clear goal in life and everything is ahead."

Astronaut
Vladimir Zheleznikov

Zheleznikov Vladimir

Astronaut

Vladimir Karpovich ZHELEZNIKOV

Astronaut

In his works, the famous children's writer tells about the life of modern boys and girls, about the difficult life situations that the characters find themselves in, about how important mutual understanding is for people.

The new one sat on the last desk. It was impossible not to notice him: he had bright red hair.

We have a newcomer, - said Lyovushkin.

Where did you come from? I asked.

Our house was demolished. And we got a new apartment.

Your last name?

Knyazhin.

How did you do physics?

This is my favorite subject.

Still, he was very red, and I involuntarily looked at his hair and did not see his face.

I started explaining the new formulas. Every time I turned to the blackboard to write a formula or draw a drawing, Lyovushkin whispered and giggled behind my back.

I looked around: Lyovushkin had such a bewildered look, as if he had taken a sip of hot tea, he was badly burned and did not know whether to spit out this tea or swallow it.

Knyazhin, - I said, - come to the blackboard and solve the problem according to the new formula.

He quickly solved the problem and clearly, without hesitation, explained everything. I liked the way he answered. Many guys in the class said extra words, but no Knyazhin.

After the bell, when I was leaving the classroom, I heard Lyovushkin's voice:

Did you see which one? I disturb him. The first day - and already puts things in order. Academician Fock!* You can't move. Redhead, and even sneaky.

_______________

* Academician Fok - the famous Soviet physicist, laureate of the Lenin Prize.

I myself know that he is red-haired, ”Knyazhin answered calmly. - And you're a fool for teasing. This is absolutely correct.

A week later, I saw the lists of guys enrolled in different circles at the senior counselor. Knyazhin was the first to enroll in the physics circle. “Good,” I thought. “Knyazhin is a good guy.”

I leafed through the lists of other circles and in each came across the name Knyazhin. And in zoological, and in mathematical, and in sports. Only he did not enroll in a singing circle.

At recess I called out to Knyazhin.

Why did you sign up for all the circles? I asked. - In my opinion, this is somewhat frivolous.

I need it, he replied.

Maybe you don't know what fascinates you the most?

No, I know, he answered stubbornly. - But I need to. This is my secret.

It's a secret or not a secret, - I said, - but you don't have to come to the classes of the physical circle. If you work in zoological, mathematical and sports circles, then you will not have time for physics.

Knyazhin was very upset and even turned pale. I regretted that I spoke to him so harshly: after all, he is still a boy.

I must know everything, I must be irreplaceable,” he said. - I'll be the pilot of the spaceship. I didn't tell anyone this, but you made me.

Ah! I drawled. And for the first time I looked him straight in the face. Under a red forelock, he had a prominent forehead, and his eyes were blue and desperate.

"This one will fly," I thought, "this one will fly!" I remembered how during the war I jumped with a parachute and how scary it is when you jump into the void. You look at a distant land, at trees that look like nothing more than bumps of moss, at rivers with a rain stream, and whether you like it or not, you think: "Suddenly the parachute won't open?" And then the earth becomes not desirable, but terrible. "But those who fly into space will be even worse. But this one will still fly."

Then I don't mind, if that's the case," I said.

Thank you, - answered Knyazhin.

For three months he did not miss a single class of the physical circle. And then suddenly he stopped walking. And in the classroom he was absent-minded and even lost weight.

Knyazhin, - I asked, - why did you leave the circle? Can't make it?

He looked up at me. They were the eyes of another person. They were not desperate, but sad and lost their blue color.

I'll still be walking," he replied.

Levushkin told me (he became friends with Knyazhin):

He's in big trouble. I can't tell, but it's a big nuisance.

I decided to talk to Knyazhin the other day, but chance brought us together on the same evening. I was standing at the counter in a bookstore and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me:

Is there anything new?

Boy, - the salesgirl answered, - there can’t be something new every day. You would come twice a week.

I looked back. Knyazhin stood in front of me, but there was something unfamiliar in his expression. I did not immediately guess, and then I realized: he had glasses on his nose. Small, childish, white metal-rimmed glasses.

We stood in silence for a minute. Knyazhin turned crimson red, his cheeks, ears and even nose turned red.

Ah, Knyazhin, I said.

I did not have time to add anything else - he took off running.

I ran after him.

Knyazhin! I shouted. - Princess, stop!

A man looked at me, and a woman called out:

Hold the boy!

Then the Prince stopped. He did not look at me, took off his glasses and bowed his head low.

And you're not ashamed? How many people wear glasses and are not at all ashamed of it. I'm sorry, but I think this is stupid.

He said nothing.

Run away from such nonsense. And Lyovushkin said: "Knyazhin is in big trouble." Nonsense!

Then he raised his head and said softly:

But now they won’t take me as a pilot, I found out - they don’t take short-sighted people, and I won’t drive spaceships. I hate these glasses.

Ah, here's the thing! That's why he's so miserable and thinner. His first dream was shattered into pieces, and he suffered. One, silently.

You shouldn't be in such pain," I finally said. - You will fly on a spaceship as an astronomer, engineer or doctor.

So you think I can still hope? Can? He seized on my words with joy. How could I not have realized? Just stupid, that's for sure.

He was so happy! And I thought: "It's good when a person has a clear goal in life and everything is ahead."

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Zheleznikov Vladimir Astronaut

Vladimir Zheleznikov

Vladimir Karpovich ZHELEZNIKOV

Astronaut

In his works, the famous children's writer tells about the life of modern boys and girls, about the difficult life situations that the characters find themselves in, about how important mutual understanding is for people.

The new one sat on the last desk. It was impossible not to notice him: he had bright red hair.

We have a newcomer, - said Lyovushkin.

Where did you come from? I asked.

Our house was demolished. And we got a new apartment.

Your last name?

How did you do physics?

This is my favorite subject.

Still, he was very red, and I involuntarily looked at his hair and did not see his face.

I started explaining the new formulas. Every time I turned to the blackboard to write a formula or draw a drawing, Lyovushkin whispered and giggled behind my back.

I looked around: Lyovushkin had such a bewildered look, as if he had taken a sip of hot tea, he was badly burned and did not know whether to spit out this tea or swallow it.

Knyazhin, - I said, - come to the blackboard and solve the problem according to the new formula.

He quickly solved the problem and clearly, without hesitation, explained everything. I liked the way he answered. Many guys in the class said extra words, but no Knyazhin.

After the bell, when I was leaving the classroom, I heard Lyovushkin's voice:

Did you see which one? I disturb him. The first day - and already puts things in order. Academician Fock!* You can't move. Redhead, and even sneaky.

* Academician Fok - the famous Soviet physicist, laureate of the Lenin Prize.

I myself know that he is red-haired, ”Knyazhin answered calmly. - And you're a fool for teasing. This is absolutely correct.

A week later, I saw the lists of guys enrolled in different circles at the senior counselor. Knyazhin was the first to enroll in the physics circle. “Good,” I thought. “Knyazhin is a good guy.”

I leafed through the lists of other circles and in each came across the name Knyazhin. And in zoological, and in mathematical, and in sports. Only he did not enroll in a singing circle.

At recess I called out to Knyazhin.

Why did you sign up for all the circles? I asked. - In my opinion, this is somewhat frivolous.

I need it, he replied.

Maybe you don't know what fascinates you the most?

No, I know, he answered stubbornly. - But I need to. This is my secret.

It's a secret or not a secret, - I said, - but you don't have to come to the classes of the physical circle. If you work in zoological, mathematical and sports circles, then you will not have time for physics.

Knyazhin was very upset and even turned pale. I regretted that I spoke to him so harshly: after all, he is still a boy.

I must know everything, I must be irreplaceable,” he said. - I'll be the pilot of the spaceship. I didn't tell anyone this, but you made me.

Ah! I drawled. And for the first time I looked him straight in the face. Under a red forelock, he had a prominent forehead, and his eyes were blue and desperate.

"This one will fly," I thought, "this one will fly!" I remembered how during the war I jumped with a parachute and how scary it is when you jump into the void. You look at a distant land, at trees that look like nothing more than bumps of moss, at rivers with a rain stream, and whether you like it or not, you think: "Suddenly the parachute won't open?" And then the earth becomes not desirable, but terrible. "But those who fly into space will be even worse. But this one will still fly."

Then I don't mind, if that's the case," I said.

Thank you, - answered Knyazhin.

For three months he did not miss a single class of the physical circle. And then suddenly he stopped walking. And in the classroom he was absent-minded and even lost weight.

Knyazhin, - I asked, - why did you leave the circle? Can't make it?

He looked up at me. They were the eyes of another person. They were not desperate, but sad and lost their blue color.

I'll still be walking," he replied.

Levushkin told me (he became friends with Knyazhin):

He's in big trouble. I can't tell, but it's a big nuisance.

I decided to talk to Knyazhin the other day, but chance brought us together on the same evening. I was standing at the counter in a bookstore and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me:

Is there anything new?

Boy, - the salesgirl answered, - there can’t be something new every day. You would come twice a week.

I looked back. Knyazhin stood in front of me, but there was something unfamiliar in his expression. I did not immediately guess, and then I realized: he had glasses on his nose. Small, childish, white metal-rimmed glasses.

We stood in silence for a minute. Knyazhin turned crimson red, his cheeks, ears and even nose turned red.

Ah, Knyazhin, I said.

I did not have time to add anything else - he took off running.

I ran after him.

Knyazhin! I shouted. - Princess, stop!

A man looked at me, and a woman called out:

Hold the boy!

Then the Prince stopped. He did not look at me, took off his glasses and bowed his head low.

And you're not ashamed? How many people wear glasses and are not at all ashamed of it. I'm sorry, but I think this is stupid.

He said nothing.

Run away from such nonsense. And Lyovushkin said: "Knyazhin is in big trouble." Nonsense!

Then he raised his head and said softly:

But now they won’t take me as a pilot, I found out - they don’t take short-sighted people, and I won’t drive spaceships. I hate these glasses.

Ah, here's the thing! That's why he's so miserable and thinner. His first dream was shattered into pieces, and he suffered. One, silently.

You shouldn't be in such pain," I finally said. - You will fly on a spaceship as an astronomer, engineer or doctor.

So you think I can still hope? Can? He seized on my words with joy. How could I not have realized? Just stupid, that's for sure.

He was so happy! And I thought: "It's good when a person has a clear goal in life and everything is ahead."

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Zheleznikov Vladimir
Astronaut

Vladimir Karpovich ZHELEZNIKOV

Astronaut

In his works, the famous children's writer tells about the life of modern boys and girls, about the difficult life situations that the characters find themselves in, about how important mutual understanding is for people.

The new one sat on the last desk. It was impossible not to notice him: he had bright red hair.

“We have a newcomer,” said Lyovushkin.

- Where did you come from? I asked.

“Our house was demolished. And we got a new apartment.

- Your last name?

- Princes.

How did you study physics?

- This is my favorite subject.

Still, he was very red, and I involuntarily looked at his hair and did not see his face.

I started explaining the new formulas. Every time I turned to the blackboard to write a formula or draw a drawing, Lyovushkin whispered and giggled behind my back.

I looked around: Lyovushkin had such a bewildered look, as if he had taken a sip of hot tea, he was badly burned and did not know whether to spit out this tea or swallow it.

“Knyazhin,” I said, “go up to the blackboard and solve the problem using the new formula.”

He quickly solved the problem and clearly, without hesitation, explained everything. I liked the way he answered. Many guys in the class said extra words, but no Knyazhin.

After the bell, when I was leaving the classroom, I heard Lyovushkin's voice:

- Did you see which one? I disturb him. The first day - and already putting things in order. Academician Fock!* You can't move. Redhead, and even sneaky.

* Academician Fok - the famous Soviet physicist, laureate of the Lenin Prize.

“I myself know that he is red,” Knyazhin replied calmly. "You're a fool for teasing me." This is absolutely correct.

A week later, I saw the lists of guys enrolled in different circles at the senior counselor. Knyazhin was the first to enroll in the physics circle. “Good,” I thought. “Knyazhin is the right guy.”

I leafed through the lists of other circles and in each came across the name Knyazhin. And in zoological, and in mathematical, and in sports. Only he did not enroll in a singing circle.

At recess I called out to Knyazhin.

- Why did you sign up for all the circles? I asked. - I think it's a bit frivolous.

“I need it,” he replied.

Maybe you don't know what fascinates you the most?

“No, I know,” he replied stubbornly. - But I need to. This is my secret.

“It’s a secret or not a secret,” I said, “but you don’t have to come to the physical circle classes. If you work in zoological, mathematical and sports circles, then you will not have time for physics.

Knyazhin was very upset and even turned pale. I regretted that I spoke to him so harshly: after all, he is still a boy.

“I must know everything, I must be indispensable,” he said. “I will be the pilot of the spaceship. I didn't tell anyone this, but you made me.

- Ah! I drawled. And for the first time I looked him straight in the face. Under a red forelock, he had a prominent forehead, and his eyes were blue and desperate.

"This one will fly," I thought, "this one will fly!" I remembered how during the war I jumped with a parachute and how scary it is when you jump into the void. You look at a distant land, at trees that look like nothing more than bumps of moss, at rivers with a rain stream, and whether you like it or not, you think: "Suddenly the parachute won't open?" And then the earth becomes not desirable, but terrible. "But those who fly into space will be even worse. But this one will still fly."

“Then I don’t mind if that’s the case,” I said.

“Thank you,” said the prince.

For three months he did not miss a single class of the physical circle. And then suddenly he stopped walking. And in the classroom he was absent-minded and even lost weight.

“Knyazhin,” I asked, “why did you leave the circle?” Can't make it?

He looked up at me. They were the eyes of another person. They were not desperate, but sad and lost their blue color.

"I'll still be walking," he replied.

Levushkin told me (he became friends with Knyazhin):

- He's in big trouble. I can't tell, but it's a big nuisance.

I decided to talk to Knyazhin the other day, but chance brought us together on the same evening. I was standing at the counter in a bookstore and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me:

- Is there anything new?

“Boy,” the salesgirl replied, “there can’t be something new every day. You would come twice a week.

I looked back. Knyazhin stood in front of me, but there was something unfamiliar in his expression. I did not immediately guess, and then I realized: he had glasses on his nose. Small, childish, white metal-rimmed glasses.

We stood in silence for a minute. Knyazhin turned crimson red, his cheeks, ears and even nose turned red.

“Ah, Knyazhin,” I said.

I didn’t have time to add anything else - he took off running.

I ran after him.

- Princes! I shouted. - Princess, stop!

A man looked at me, and a woman called out:

- Hold the boy!

Then the Prince stopped. He did not look at me, took off his glasses and bowed his head low.

- And you're not ashamed? How many people wear glasses and are not at all ashamed of it. I'm sorry, but I think this is stupid.

He said nothing.

Run away for such nonsense. And Lyovushkin said: "Knyazhin is in big trouble." Nonsense!

Then he raised his head and said softly:

- But now they won’t take me as a pilot, I found out - they don’t take short-sighted people, and I won’t drive spaceships. I hate these glasses.

Ah, here's the thing! That's why he's so miserable and thinner. His first dream was shattered into pieces, and he suffered. One, silently.

“You shouldn’t be suffering so much,” I said at last. - You will fly on a spaceship as an astronomer, engineer or doctor.

"So you think I can still hope?" Can? He seized on my words with joy. How could I not have realized? Just stupid, that's for sure.

He was so happy! And I thought: "It's good when a person has a clear goal in life and everything is ahead."