By ΠΡΠΈΠ³ΠΎΡΡΠ΅Π² ΠΠΌΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΠ½Π°ΡΠΎΠ»ΡΠ΅Π²ΠΈΡ
ΠΠΌΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΡΠΈΠ³ΠΎΡΡΠ΅Π², 2015
ΠΡΠ΅Π²Π½ΡΡ ΠΈΠ½Π΄ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠ°Ρ Π»Π΅Π³Π΅Π½Π΄Π° ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·ΡΠ²Π°Π΅Ρ ΠΎ Π»Π΅ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΈΡ Π³ΠΎΡΠ°Ρ , ΡΡΠΈ ΠΊΡΡΠ»ΡΡ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ΡΠ΅Π·Π°Π½Ρ Π±ΠΎΠ³ΠΎΠΌ ΠΠ½Π΄ΡΠΎΠΉ, ΠΏΡΠ΅Π²ΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ² ΠΈΡ Π² ΠΎΠ±Π»Π°ΠΊΠ°. Π‘ ΡΠ΅Ρ ΠΏΠΎΡ Π»ΡΠ΄ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π²ΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎΡΡΡ Π²ΠΎΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΡ Π½Π° Π³ΠΎΡΡ. ΠΠΎΡΡ ΠΠΌΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΡΠΈΠ³ΠΎΡΡΠ΅Π², ΠΏΠΎΡΠ²ΡΡΠΈΠ²ΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΠΈΠΌΠ°Π»Π°ΡΠΌ Π½Π΅ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½ Π΄Π΅ΡΡΡΠΎΠΊ Π»Π΅Ρ, Π² ΡΡΠΎΠΉ ΠΊΠ½ΠΈΠ³Π΅ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΠ½ΡΠ΅Ρ ΠΏΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΡΡ ΠΈΠ½ΡΠΎΡΠΌΠ°ΡΠΈΡ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΏΡΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ² Ρ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ·ΠΈΠ΅ΠΉ. ΠΠ½ ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΆΠ΅ Π΄Π΅Π»ΠΈΡΡΡ ΡΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ½Π½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΈ ΡΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΈΠ· ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈΡ ΡΠΊΡΠΏΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΠΉ, ΠΎΡΡΠ°ΠΆΠ°Ρ ΡΠ»ΠΎΠΆΠ½ΡΡ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ΄Ρ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ.
Dmitry Grigoriev, 2015
An ancient Indian legend speaks of mountains that once flew like birds, their wings clipped by the god Indra, turning into clouds. Since then, people have been able to ascend them. Poet Dmitry Grigoriev, who has dedicated decades to the Himalayas, combines practical travel information with poetry in this book. He shares ancient legends and contemporary stories from his expeditions, reflecting the complex and beautiful nature of life.