Perhaps there is no such Russian poet who would not write about Russia, did not reflect on its fate. A. Pushkin, M. Lermontov, F. Tyutchev, A. Blok, S. Yesenin, M. Tsvetaeva, R. Rozhdestvensky - a number can be continued more and more - left beautiful lines about their homeland. The beauty of fields, forests, rivers and lakes, the bright colors of the changing seasons, village and city landscapes, images close to the heart, the mysterious soul of a Russian person - all these are glasses of a kaleidoscope that you can look at endlessly.