Ege Russian language dictations of increased complexity. BUT

In grade 11, students are aimed at a single State exam solve tests. It would seem, why do they need dictations?

It is recommended to carry out diagnostic work at the beginning of the year; 3-4 control dictations can be carried out throughout the year. All the proposed dictations are different, there are texts with tasks. But this option is used at the request of the teacher.

Grade 11

Diagnostic dictation

There is no end to the world...

It is now the end of September, but the willows have not turned yellow yet. But from behind the houses, from the backyards, the tops of yellow and crimson-red trees peep through.

The grass that has overgrown the whole village, like the willows, would also have been completely green if the old lindens growing in the fence had not begun to shed their yellowed leaves. And since yesterday there was a strong wind, the leaves were enough to cover the whole village, and now the green grass is already visible through the fallen leaves. Among the yellow-green, a narrow road gleams brightly.

There is some strange combination of naive blueness and dark, slate clouds in the sky. From time to time a clear sun peeps through, and then the clouds become even blacker, the clear sections of the sky become even bluer, the foliage even more yellow, the grass even greener. And in the distance, an old bell tower peeps through the half-fallen lindens.

If from this bell tower, having climbed along the half-decayed beams and stairs, now look in all directions of the white world, then your horizons will immediately expand. We will take a look at the whole hill on which the village stands, we will see, perhaps, a river winding around the foot of the hill, villages standing along the river, a forest that embraces the entire landscape.

Imagination can lift us higher than the bell tower, then the horizons will again be heard, and the village that was just around us will seem as if consisting of toy houses, merged into a small flock in the middle of the earth, which has a noticeable planetary curvature.

We will see that the earth is entwined with many paths and roads. Those that are brighter, fatter, lead to the cities that can now be seen from our height. (According to V. Soloukhin.)

Storm

Clouds appeared over the mountains - at first light and airy, then gray, with torn edges. And the sea immediately changed colors - it began to get dark.

Clinging to the wooded peaks of the mountains, the clouds descended lower and lower, captured the gorges and hollows, turned into heavy, impenetrable clouds. Only the mountains seemed to hold them back now, but the mountains could not do anything either: a gray veil crawled from the mountains to the sea.

The clouds were coming from the mountains, descending lower and lower, towards the sea. They, as if reluctantly, clouded the water with a haze - from the shore and further. They crawled not only along the slopes, where the houses of the upper streets were sheltered, but also covered the lower, main street with fog. Drivers turned on their headlights and gave signals more and more often. And the trains were going now, nervously humming, with lanterns lit.

The sea darkened from the shore. Quiet, seemingly hidden, with a smooth surface and a barely audible surf, it began to go with white, then black spots, then incomprehensible stains, as if other water had been thrown into it from the air.

The wait lasted an hour. Thunder struck the mountains, and torrents of rain poured down, and the sea raged. It flooded the shore, beat against the concrete embankment, against stairs and blocks of rocks, it thundered and trembled, groaned and admired, cried and roared.

The sky above the sea became not gray and not black, but somehow unnaturally brown. Lightning cut the sky to the left, then to the right, then in front, then behind, then somewhere above the very shore. The sea swallowed them up, swallowed them along with the brown sky and the clap of thunder.

(232 words.)

For mushrooms

On Saturday early in the morning, barely perceptible behind the gray veil of wide, calm rain, I went into the forest for mushrooms. There was also a comrade, a young officer, the son-in-law of the mistress of the neighboring dacha, who called me either Volodya or Sasha, although my name is not that, and not that. His name was Valera. He provided me with a long officer's raincoat, he also covered himself with the same cape, only with a hood, and put on rubber fishing boots.

It was raining, just like yesterday, the small river Kashirka, which skirted the village, overflowed, and when we approached the ford, it turned out to be impossible for me to cross without flooding my boots. Then the companion graciously offered his backs, which I took advantage of not without secret joy: in the army I was just a soldier, and I could not even dream that I would ever be able to ride on the back of an officer. Having crossed the river, we climbed the steep wet slope of the hill and found ourselves in a birch undergrowth.

Between the trees, narrow paths carved by cattle wound, intertwining and unweaving, - the village herd is usually driven through this forest. The long grass mane between the paths glistened, thickly showered with raindrops, yellow boulders stuck out in the grass, savory and slimy. There were so many Valuevs that it even became somehow unpleasant: completely harmless mushrooms, which are even salted, now evoked some kind of squeamish feeling. There were also many russula - gray, pink, deep crimson.

I felt cheerful: I already knew, had a presentiment that I would have mushrooms today. (235 words)

spring evening

Cleanly swept and still damp from the recently melted snow, the street was deserted, but beautiful with a somewhat heavy beauty. Large white houses with stucco decorations along the cornices and in the piers between the windows, painted in a delicate pinkish hue by the spring rays of the setting sun, looked at the light of God with concentration and importance. The melting snow washed away the dust from them, and they stood almost close to each other, so clean, fresh, full. And the sky shone above them just as solidly, brightly and quite.

Pavel walked and, feeling in complete harmony with those around him, lazily thought about how well one can live if one does not demand much from life, and how arrogant and stupid those people who, having pennies, demand themselves from life in rubles.

Thinking so, he did not notice how he came out onto the embankment of the street. In front of him below stood a whole sea of ​​water, coldly shining in the rays of the sun, far on the horizon, slowly sinking into it. The river, like the sky reflected in it, was solemnly calm. Neither waves nor a frequent network of ripples could be seen on its polished cold surface. Swinging widely, she, as if tired of this swing, calmly fell asleep. And on it languidly melted the purple-gold velvet stripe of sunset rays. Far away, already shrouded in the gray haze of the evening, one could see a narrow ribbon of earth, separating the water from the sky, cloudless and deserted, like the river covered by it. It would be nice to swim like a free bird between them, powerfully cutting through the blue fresh air with your wing! (223 words.)

Fire

No one knows exactly when man first mastered fire. Maybe lightning lit the tree near his primordial dwelling? Or hot lava, erupted at the dawn of mankind by a volcano, led our ancient ancestors to the first thought of fire?

But fire has long been needed by man. And it is not for nothing that one of the most beautiful and proud tales of antiquity is dedicated to the one who discovered for man the secret of fire guarded by the gods. It was, as the legend says, the fearless and independent Prometheus. He himself came from a family of celestial gods, but, contrary to their strict prohibition, he brought fire to the inhabitants of the earth - people. The angry gods cast Prometheus to the ground and doomed him to eternal torment.

From time immemorial, fire has become a constant sure sign of man. A traveler, caught on the road at night, seeing a fire in the distance, probably knew: there are people!

Man needed fire for light, for strength: he lit up and warmed the house, helped to cook food. And then man learned to use its heat to extract from the water a mighty steam that moves machines.

Since ancient times, fire has been considered a calling sign of cordiality and friendship. Fire scared the beast away from human habitation, but called man to man. And people still say, inviting guests: “Come on the light!”

But, like many other benefits that he obtained for himself by taking from nature, man, good fire became evil and misfortune for many. Greedy, predatory people took over the fire, forcing others to give them all their strength. Fire gave birth to weapons, which became known as firearms. (According to L. Kassil.)

Control dictation based on the results of the 1st half of the year

Child education

To continue oneself in one's child is a great happiness. You will look at your child as the only one in the world, a unique miracle. You will be ready to give everything, if only your son was well. But do not forget that he must be first and foremost a man. And the most important thing in a person is a sense of duty to those who do good to you. For the good that you will give to a child, he will experience a feeling of gratitude, gratitude only when he himself does good for you - father, mother, in general for people of older generations.

Remember that children's happiness is selfish in nature: he takes the good and good created for the child by the elders as a matter of course. Until he felt, experienced on own experience that the source of his joys is the work and sweat of his elders, he will be convinced that his father and mother exist only to bring him happiness. It may turn out that in an honest working family, where parents love their children, giving them all the strength of their hearts, children will grow up to be heartless egoists.

How to ensure that the golden grains that you will give to your son turn into gold placers for other people? The most important thing is to teach the child to understand and feel that for every spark of his joys and blessings, someone burns his strength, his mind; every day of his serene and carefree childhood adds worries and gray hairs to someone. When you have a child, teach him to see, understand, feel people - this is the most difficult thing. (According to G. Sukhomlinsky.)

grammar task

1 option

1. From paragraph 1, write out the word(s) that(s) are formed(s): prefixed way; 2. in a complex suffix way.

2. From paragraph 1 of the 3rd sentence, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from paragraph 1 of paragraph 6 of the proposal with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find one that has a separate definition; 2. isolated circumstance. Write down his number.

4. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find a complex sentence with an explanatory clause; 2. with an attributive clause. Write down his number.

Option 2

1. Write down all possessive pronouns from paragraph 2; 2. from paragraph 3, all definitive pronouns.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find complex sentences that include a one-part impersonal; 2. from 2 paragraphs. Write the numbers of these compound sentences.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 3, find a complex sentence with consistent submission adnexal; 2. from 1 paragraph with parallel subordination adnexal. Write the number of this compound sentence.

4. Write down the phraseological unit from the 2nd paragraph; 2. write out contextual antonyms from paragraph 3.

Orlik

Orlik in the past is a large craft settlement. Skilled shoemakers, fur coat makers, coopers, blacksmiths, tailors lived and worked here. Women and girls embroidered, crocheted, on knitting needles, bobbins, weaved carpets and paths.

Crochet is a bright, unique phenomenon of national culture. His story takes us back to the distant past. At first, knitting was an exclusively male craft, and the hook looked like an even, smooth stick. Then they made a ledge at the end so that the thread would not slip off, so it became much easier to work. Time passed, and this occupation completely passed into the hands of women. With the help of a simple tool - a hook - products of extraordinary beauty and elegance are created.

From time immemorial, very beautiful things have been crocheted in Orlik and the surrounding villages: curtains for windows and tablecloths, bedspreads and pillow covers, lace for sheets, pillowcases, towels.

How many lace makers, so many patterns. They shared with each other, omitted something, added something of their own, it turned out new, individual. From under sensitive nimble hands comes a magical canvas, a thin openwork miracle. How much soul, how many feelings are invested in it!

The invariable companion of the craftswomen was the Russian song, lively and cheerful, lingering and sad. It pours freely from a cramped hut, and they ring in it and beat and cherished dream and desire and hope.

grammar task

1 option

1. Determine the way the word past is formed (2 paragraph, 2 sentence); 2. companion (5 paragraph, 1 sentence).

2. From the 5th paragraph of the last sentence, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from 1 paragraph 2 sentences with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 5, find one that has a separate definition; 2. among sentences 1-2 paragraphs, find one that has a separate application. Write down his number.

4. Write out the grammatical basis from 1 paragraph 1 of the sentence; 2. write out the grammatical basis from paragraph 2 of sentence 1.

Option 2

1. From paragraph 4, write out all the prepositions; 2. from paragraph 2 all adverbs.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find a complex sentence, which includes a one-part impersonal; 2. among the sentences of the 2nd paragraph, find the indefinitely personal. Write the number of this compound sentence.

3. Among the sentences of 1-2 paragraphs, find one that includes adventitious purpose; 2. among the sentences of 3-4 paragraphs, find a sentence with homogeneous members and
generalizing word. Write the number of this offer.

4. define lexical meaning the words "coopers" (2nd sentence, 1st paragraph); 2. determine the lexical meaning of the word "lace" (4 paragraph, 1 sentence).

Samovar

The samovar is designed to heat water for tea. The first samovar factory opened in Tula in 1778, so the coal-fired samovars in the museum collection are probably over two hundred years old.

Inside the samovar there is a firebox where coals are placed, which burn and give off their heat to the water poured into the samovar. Charcoal is an indispensable fuel, and they stocked up in advance. If the coals in the furnace suddenly died out, then an ordinary boot came to the rescue, old, worn, already unusable. His bootleg was put on the upper part of the firebox, and the boot in the hands of a person performed the same work as the bellows in the furnace-forge.

The hostess watched all the time how the coals were burning: whether they smoldered, flared up well or barely. Sometimes he doesn’t see it - and the water in the samovar boils away. Rather, a new one should be installed: all of a sudden, inadvertently, someone will come in. Hard-working housewives cleaned their samovar so that you look into it like in a mirror. The hostess will admire herself and smile. A smile, as you know, makes everyone beautiful.

Previously, in any hut, the most prominent and honorable place was assigned to the samovar on the table. The family had to move to a new hut - first of all, the samovar was transported, and then everything else. If in late autumn or cold winter they equipped someone on a long journey, then they often put a hot samovar in the sledge. Near it, like at the stove, you can warm yourself on the road and drink boiling water if you want. The coal samovar is remarkable for the fact that until the coals in it burn out, the water remains hot.

grammar task

1 option

1. From the 3rd sentence of the 2nd paragraph, write out the word(s) that(s) are formed(s): prefixed way; 2. from 1 paragraph, 1 sentence in a suffix way.

2. From sentence 1, paragraph 4, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from 1 sentence 3 paragraphs with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find one that has separate definitions; 2. Find the introductory words in the text. Write down their numbers.

4. Among the sentences of paragraph 4, find a complex sentence with consistent subordination of subordinate clauses; 2. from 2 paragraphs with consistent subordination of subordinate clauses. Write the number of this compound sentence.

Option 2

1. From paragraph 3, write out all subordinating conjunctions; 2. from paragraph 3, all coordinating conjunctions.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 3, find complex sentences that include a single-component impersonal; 2. from 4 paragraphs. Write the numbers of these compound sentences.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find one that includes a subordinate consequence; 2. among the sentences of the 2nd paragraph, find the attributive clause. Write the number of this compound sentence.

4. Write out a colloquial word from paragraph 3; 2. Write down the term from paragraph 2.


Capercaillie song

1) In the spring, it’s good in the forest: the air is especially fresh and fragrant, the smell of rotten leaves and thawed earth spreads everywhere. 2) The impressions associated with the spring hunting for capercaillie are indelible in my memory. 3) It has not yet dawned at all, and a transparent night silence floats above the sleeping forest, in which every rustle and whisper is clearly heard. 4) A branch crunches under your foot, an ice crust cracks, covering a shallow but wide swamp, and again there is silence.

5) When you walk through the forest, then from time to time you stop and listen. 6) I want to get to the current place on time, when the capercaillie has not yet begun its song. 7) You listen carefully, and suddenly a sharp, abrupt cry is heard in the air. 8) Soon another answers him - and a ringing roll call begins in the swamp.

9) You peer intensely into the forest darkness, constantly glancing at the hands of the clock. 10) In the east, in the depths of the forest, between the tops of the trees, an almost imperceptible light glimmers, and night darkness slowly starts to dissipate. 11) But now, in the distance of the forest, the sounds of a capercaillie song, elusive for an inexperienced hunter, are heard. 12) A characteristic clicking, chirping is heard from a distant thicket and fills the predawn forest silence, shimmering in the air with mysterious and exciting sounds. 13) As soon as the capercaillie is silent, you freeze in place and stand motionless. 14) In the scarlet light of dawn, the capercaillie seems to be a massive, chiseled figure made of ebony. 15) Only a slightly noticeable movement of this figure indicates that this is not a dead object. (According to V. Astafiev.)

Tasks

I option

IN 2. Among the sentences, find a compound compound with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 7-15, find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 4 write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-3, find a complex one with unionless bond. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentence 12, write down a word that has two prefixes.

AT 8. Indicate the way the word tense is formed (sentence 9).

AT 9. Write out a verbal adjective from sentences 13-15.

II option

IN 2. Among the sentences, find a simple one with a separate definition. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 5-8, find a complex one with an impersonal part. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 11 write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-4, find a sentence with a coordinating and subordinating connection. Enter his number.

AT 6. Write out the adverb from sentence 15.

AT 7. From sentence 2, write down the word that has two prefixes.

AT 8. Indicate the way the word is formed little by little (sentence 10).

AT 9. Write out short adjectives from sentences 1-5.

Joy

1) There was an inexplicable joy, incomprehensible perhaps to an inveterate city dweller, to wake up as a child in his cozy bedroom in a light reed bed at the dawn from a shepherd's horn. 2) The first ray of the sun gilded the tiled stove, freshly painted floors, freshly painted walls hung with pictures on themes from children's fairy tales through the fake shutters. 3) What colors shimmering in the sun did not play here! 4) The dewy freshness of early cherry blossoms bursts into the wide open old window. 5) A low house, hunched over, goes into the ground, lilac blooms wildly above it, as if in a hurry to cover its squalor with its white-lilac luxury.

6) On the wooden steps of the balcony, also rotten from time to time and swaying underfoot, you go down to swim to the river located near the house. 7) The closed locks of a small mill raised the waters of the river, forming a narrow but deep backwater. 8) In the greenish clear water, flocks of silver fish slowly pass, and on an old dilapidated barrel, which lacks several boards, a huge green frog sits, watching the sunbeams playing on the ash-gray plank walls of the bathhouse - a favorite place for a frog pair.

9) Touching a branch of a dense hazel, a chatty magpie sits on the top of a blue-green young Christmas tree. 10) What does she just not crackle about! 11) A sonorous chirping rushes towards her, and, growing, gradually the many-voiced bird's hubbub fills the garden. 12) The glass door leading from the terrace is open. (According to D. Rosenthal.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. Find in the text a sentence that reflects the main idea of ​​the text. Enter his number.

IN 2. Among sentences 1-5, find the sentence with homogeneous additions and separate definition. Write down his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 4-7, find the non-union compound. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write a preposition from sentence 11.

AT 5. From sentence 2, write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 6. From sentence 4 write out the adverb.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word is formed by rotten (sentence 6).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 12) built on the basis of control.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of sentence 1.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 7-12, find a simple sentence with a separate definition. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 6-8, find a complex one with different types of connection. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out a particle from sentence 1.

AT 5. Write out the masculine noun from sentence 5.

AT 6. From sentence 8 write out the adverb.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word blue-green is formed (sentence 9).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 3) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 8.


Steppe

1) In spring, the steppe is like a green sea. 2) And in the summer, when the white feather grass thickens, the steppe will become a white sea. 3) Humpbacked waves of mother-of-pearl will roll across the sea, pearl ripples will turn silver. 4) Feathers lean, creep, rustle. 5) And the wind, like a golden eagle, falls on spread wings, whistling wildly and dashingly. 6) And then suddenly the steppe will seem naked snow plain, and as if a snowstorm sweeps over it, curls and spreads.

7) At sunrise, the feather grasses are like moon ripples on the water: the steppe trembles, crushes, gleams. 8) At noon, she is like a huge flock of curly sheep: the sheep huddle one to the other, stomp fractionally and endlessly flow and flow to the ends of the earth.

9) But a wonderful miracle - the steppe at sunset! 10) Iridescent fluffy panicles are spreading towards the setting sun, like pink tongues of cold ghostly fire. 11) And until the sun sinks behind the earth, these icy flashes will rush and sparkle all over the steppe. 12) Then the moon will rise above the gloomy steppe - just like a bubble of air from the water! - and stacks of feather-grass hay seem to be covered with hoarfrost. 13) The steppe is good both day and night! (According to N. Sladkov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. Find in the text a sentence that reflects the main idea of ​​the text. Enter his number.

IN 2. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 3-6, find a simple uncommon. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the reflexive verb from sentence 8.

AT 5. Indicate the way the word will emerge (sentence 12).

AT 6. Among sentences 1-10, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentences 1-5, write out words with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 6) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of sentence 7.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 9-11, find a sentence with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 7-10, find a complex sentence with a simple non-extended part. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentences 9-13 write out a derivative preposition.

AT 5. Indicate the way the word icy is formed (sentence 11).

AT 6. Among sentences 11-13, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentences 6-8 write out words with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 7) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 11.


Balaklava

1) At the end of October, when the days are still gentle in autumn, Balaklava begins to live a peculiar life. 2) The last vacationers, burdened with suitcases and trunks, are leaving, enjoying the sun and the sea during the long local summer, and immediately it becomes spacious, fresh and businesslike at home, as if after the departure of sensational uninvited guests. 3) Fishing nets are spread across the embankment, and on the polished cobblestones of the pavement they seem delicate and thin, like a cobweb.

4) The fishermen, these workers of the sea, as they are called, crawl along the spread nets, like gray-black spiders straightening the torn air veil. 5) The captains of the fishing boats sharpen stupefied beluga hooks, and at the stone wells, where water babbles in a continuous silver stream, gossiping, gathering here in their free minutes, dark-faced women are local residents.

6) Sinking across the sea, the sun sets, and soon the starry night, replacing the short evening dawn, envelops the earth. 7) The whole city falls into a deep sleep, and the hour comes when not a sound comes from anywhere. 8) Only occasionally water splashes against a coastal stone, and this lonely sound further emphasizes the unbroken silence. 9) You feel how night and silence have merged in one black embrace. 10) Nowhere, in my opinion, you will hear such perfect, such ideal silence as in the night Balaklava. (According to A. Kuprin.)

Tasks

I option

IN 2. From sentences 1−3 write out a separate agreed definition.

IN 3. Among sentences 6-10 find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 7 write out all the pronouns.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with an introductory construction. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentence 5, write out the word with an alternating vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word fishing is formed (sentence 5).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 3) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Among sentences 5-10, find complex subordinate clauses with attributive clauses. List their numbers.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. From sentences 4−5 write out a separate circumstance.

IN 3. Among sentences 1-3, find a complex one with a one-part impersonal part. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out all the particles from Proposition 8.

AT 5. Among sentences 6-10, find a sentence with an introductory word. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 1-3, write out the words with an alternating vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word coastal is formed (sentence 8).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 1) built on the basis of agreement.

B9. Among sentences 1-4, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.


Maslenitsa

1) Shrovetide ... 2) Thaws are becoming more frequent, snow is getting oily. 3) On the sunny side, icicles hang with a glass fringe, melt, clink about ice. 4) You jump on one skate, and you feel how it gently cuts, as if on thick skin. 5) Farewell, winter!

6) This can be seen from the jackdaws: they are circling in huge “wedding” flocks, and their chattering hubbub beckons somewhere. 7) You sit on a bench, chatting with a skate and for a long time you follow their black flock in the sky. 8) They disappeared somewhere.

9) And now the stars appear. 10) The breeze is damp, soft, it smells of baked bread, delicious birch smoke, pancakes. 11) On Saturday, after pancakes, we go skiing from the mountains. 12) The zoological garden, where our mountains are arranged (they are wooden, filled with shiny ice), is littered with blue snow, only paths have been cleared in the snowdrifts. 13) Neither birds nor animals are visible. 14) Tall mountains on ponds. 15) Colorful flags flutter over the fresh plank pavilions on the mountains.

16) High sleds with velvet benches rush from the mountains along icy paths, between snow shafts with Christmas trees stuck in them. 17) We climb to the top of the mountain and slide down. 18) Christmas trees, glass, multi-colored balls, hung on wires, flash by. 19) Snow dust flies, a Christmas tree falls on us, sledges up with runners, and we are in a snowdrift. (According to I. Shmelev.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state the main idea of ​​the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 10-16, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 7-14, find a sentence with a plug-in structure. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the sacrament from sentences 17-19.

AT 5. Among sentences 9-13 find a simple impersonal. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 9-15 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word dampish is formed (sentence 10).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 4) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. From sentence 6 write down the first grammatical basis.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 16-19, find a simple sentence with a separate definition. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 1-6, find an offer with an appeal. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out a verbal adjective from sentences 9-15.

AT 5. Among sentences 6-10, find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 16 - 19 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word Maslenitsa is formed (sentence 1).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 18) built on the basis of control.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of the sentence 4.


old poplar

1) The old poplar has seen a lot in its lifetime! 2) A long time ago, a thunderstorm split the top of a poplar, but the tree did not die, coped with the disease, throwing up two trunks instead of one. 3) Spreading branches, like senile hooked fingers, stretched out to the ridge of the boarded roof, as if they were going to grab the house in an armful. 4) In summer, rope shoots of hops curled densely on the branches.

5) The poplar was majestic and huge, called the Holy Tree by the Old Believers. 6) The winds bent it, mercilessly slashed with hail, winter blizzards twisted, covering the fragile shoots of juveniles on mature branches with a crust of ice. 7) And then he, all gray-haired from hoarfrost, tapping branches like bones, stood silent, through and through with a fierce wind. 8) And rarely did any of the people hold their eyes on him, as if he was not even on earth. 9) Unless the crows, flying from the village to the floodplain, rested on its two-headed peak, blackening with clods.

10) But when spring came and the old man, reviving, dissolved the brown juices of sticky buds, the first to meet the southern greenhouse, and his roots, penetrating into the depths of the earth, carried life-giving juices into the powerful trunk, he somehow immediately dressed up in fragrant greens. 11) And noisy, noisy! 12) Quietly, peacefully. 13) Then everyone saw him, and everyone needed him: both the peasants who, on hot days, sat under his shadow, rubbing the difficult life in their callused palms, and random travelers, and children. 14) He met everyone with coolness and gentle trembling of foliage. (According to A. Cherkasov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state the main idea of ​​the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 1-5, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 1-7, find a compound. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the adjective from sentence 2.

AT 5. From sentence 5 write out a word that has two roots.

AT 6. From sentences 1 - 4 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word life is formed (sentence 13).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 8) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of the sentence 3.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 6-9, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 10-14, find a compound with a generalizing word. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the real participle from sentence 7.

AT 5. From sentence 9 write out a word that has two roots.

AT 6. From sentences 10-14 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word hooked is formed (sentence 3).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 14) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 13.


Spring in the mountains

1) Spring in the mountains sometimes makes you wait a long time, but when it appears, it goes quickly. 2) Below, in the valleys, shoots are already turning green, young trees are firmly on their feet, and the blossoming foliage begins to cast a shadow. 3) Then spring surrenders its affairs to summer, and itself, picking up a bright green, flowery hem, dragging along the ground, rushes to the mountains.

4) In the mountain zone, spring has its own laws and its own unique charms. 5) It’s snowing in the morning, the sun will peep in the afternoon, the snow will stir, float, evaporate, one-day flowers will bloom, and by the evening the earth will dry out. 6) During the night, ice will freeze in rivers and streams. 7) And the next morning you look from the top - and it takes your breath away to what a pure and unsightly spring stands in the mountains. 8) The sky is clear, blue, not a speck. 9) The earth, like a young girl in a new outfit, green, washed with dew, and, it seems, laughs shyly ... 10) And if you shout, your voice will be heard for a long time in the high-altitude distance above the mountain ranges, in the clear air it flies far -far...

11) No snows, fogs, rains and winds are able to hold back the spring, it, like a green fire, blazes from mountain to mountain, from peak to peak, higher and higher, under the most eternal ice. (According to Ch. Aitmatov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state the main idea of ​​the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 3-7, find a simple one with homogeneous additions. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the participle from sentence 3.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-3, find a complex one with an allied and writing connection. Write the number of this offer.

AT 6. From sentences 1-4, write out the word with a prefix in -з, -с.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word will freeze (sentence 6).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 9) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 7.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

IN 2. Among sentences 8-11, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

IN 3. Among sentences 6-10, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out all the pronouns from sentence 3.

AT 5. Among sentences 4-8, find a compound with a non-union and coordinating connection. Write the number of this offer.

AT 6. From sentences 5-10 write out the words with a prefix in -з, -с.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word far, far away is formed (sentence 10).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 11) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 8. Write down the grammatical foundations of the sentence 2.

Control final dictation for the academic year

swallow's Nest

Nikolai Sergeevich and his wife for the first time in their lives came to Abkhazia from Moscow and lived in the summer cottage of the artist Andrei Tarkilov, who rarely visited here.

Under the roofs of the peasant houses, past which they passed to the sea, swallow nests were molded. Strange, but under the roof of the dacha there was not a single nest, although the house was built more than ten years ago. Old rural teacher explained it this way:

Andrey is rarely here, and the swallows build their nests under the roof of a human house, because they seek protection from him.

And the wife of Nikolai Sergeevich once said that it would be happiness for her to wake up to the chirping of swallows. And he suddenly replied that this could be arranged: he should ask the old teacher for permission to move one swallow's nest from under the roof of his house to himself. Superstitious horror flashed in the eyes of the teacher, but he was a very patriarchal person: you need to give the guest what he asks for.

The watchman guarding the store noticed Nikolai Sergeevich walking somewhere with a stepladder in the dead of night, but soon lost sight of him. When Nikolai Sergeevich removed the nest, it seemed to him that he would not keep his balance and would fall down. And each time, imagining his fall, he mentally stretched his arms up so as not to crush the swallows.

When he turned towards the house, the watchman recognized him again and also noticed that now this man without a stepladder was pressing something to himself - most likely a precious thing. Calling to him, the watchman realized that the man went faster, and was convinced that he was a criminal.

It seemed to Nikolai Sergeevich that he was falling, and he stretched his arms forward so as not to damage the nest. The swallows flew out of the nest, and the chicks crawled up to the grassy slope of the canal. With the last, dying movement, Nikolai Sergeevich threw his hand towards the swallow's nest, and she, already dead, fell on the nest. (According to F. Iskander.)

Uncle Sasha

We drove fast. Uncle Sasha, having unbuttoned his cloak, from under which a red order star flashed on his jacket, as before, detachedly continued to look at the road running towards him. With a dull roar, like a prehistoric beast, a giant truck swept past, and in its back one could see grayish-yellow beets. Twin dump trucks followed, they also carried beets: people were in a hurry to cope with the cleaning.

The plain in these Kursk fields began little by little to swell, and the height mark probably exceeded two hundred meters. AT ancient times this land could not be overcome by a glacier that advanced from the north; splitting in two, he crawled on, bypassing the hills to the right and left. It means that it is no coincidence that at these heights, which the ice shell never crossed, an unprecedented battle broke out, from which, as Uncle Sasha thought, the saved peoples could begin a new reckoning. Enemies who threatened Russia with a new glaciation were stopped and thrown from the heights. You will never forget those days, you will not confuse those events with anything.

In August 1943, Sasha, then a young artillery lieutenant, dropped by for half a day in his native village, Prokhorovka. Mutilated tanks left after an unprecedented battle were brought here from the surrounding fields, and they formed a monstrous cemetery, among which it was not difficult to get lost. But even the defeated tanks seemed to still, like people, hate each other. Now this tank cemetery is gone: it has been plowed up and sown with bread, and the iron scrap of the war has long been swallowed up by open-hearth furnaces. People leveled and smoothed the trenches, and only along the hills remained on the Kursk land carefully guarded mass graves. (According to E. Nosov.)

(232 words.)

Walk

Early in the morning, when everyone was asleep, I tiptoed out of the stuffy hut and, as if I were not in the front garden, but went out into the quiet, inexplicable transparency of the water.

Tall, untouched grass raged behind the gate itself. I ran off the embankment to the left and walked along the river towards its current. There was nothing remarkable around. A car stopped at a distance, and the noisy company that arrived in it settled down to rest, pulling a linen sheet in the form of an awning.

The path rounded the sand pit and led me to a spacious meadow, along which trees grew singly and in groups.

The still air, which has not yet become sultry, pleasantly refreshes the larynx and chest. The sun, which has not entered into force, warms carefully and gently. In about half an hour, a seasoned pine forest surrounded me. Unusually well-groomed, well-marked paths stretched near the road. From time to time, here and there came across neatly laid light chocolate rugs of cuckoo flax - this indispensable inhabitant of pine forests.

Some kind of bird was darting up and down along the trunk of an aspen tree with the briskness of a mouse.

I came across a swamp with coffee-brown, but not at all muddy water. I got over it, jumping onto a slippery log, from a log to a log thrown by someone. And here is a river with such a cold, despite the hot days, water.

The gatehouse, which I wanted to find at all costs, turned out to be a log cabin. On one side it adjoined the forest, on its other side a vast meadow spread. (According to V. Soloukhin.)

Turgenev's works

The evening wind barely rustles in the dense foliage of the Turgenev oak, in the park, deserted after the daytime revival, bird voices cease. Gradually approaching light shadows of the summer night give an illusiveness, light and imperceptible, to the outlines of trees, the silhouette of a silent house peeping through between the lindens ...

So it was, probably, many, many years ago in the estate, deserted after the death of the owner: not a single light in a long row of closed windows, no one on the alleys overgrown with grass ...

It is not difficult to imagine the owner, still a young man, thinking on a bench under his favorite oak, dreams and plans swarming in his head. At that time, he had just begun to carry out the work destined for him by fate, which firmly formed the basis of the national literary heritage. A century has passed, as there is no writer, but his “Notes of a Hunter” are still fresh and fragrant, their poetry and humanity are not subject to time. And from the pages of The Noble Nest, Fathers and Sons, On the Eve, First Love, Asya, and his other novels and stories, captivating, unfading images of Russian girls, whom we call "Turgenev's", arise.

Meanwhile, we live in a world remote by an immeasurable abyss from the heroines of Turgenev and his time: ideas and assessments have shifted, sometimes the feelings and hopes that worried them seem petty and vain, naive ideas. But the incomparable artistic height of Turgenev's works made them immortal: our distant descendants will read his books, they will be used to verify the literary taste and dignity of the style and language of the works of our compatriots, as long as "our great, mighty and free Russian language" is alive! (According to O. Volkov.)

Control dictations. 10 - 11 grades

Extraordinary days

Voropaev entered Bucharest with a wound that had not yet healed, received by him in the battle for Chisinau. The day was bright and perhaps a little windy. He flew into the city on a tank with scouts and then was left alone. As a matter of fact, he should have been in the hospital, but how can you lie down on the day you enter the blindingly white city, seething with excitement? He did not sit down until late at night, but still wandered the streets, entering into conversations, explaining something or simply hugging someone without words, and his Chisinau wound healed, as if cured by a magic potion.

And the next wound, accidentally received after Bucharest, although it was lighter than the previous one, it healed inexplicably long, almost to Sophia herself.

But when, leaning on a stick, he got off the staff bus to the square in the center of the Bulgarian capital and, not waiting to be hugged, he himself began to hug and kiss everyone who fell into his arms, something pinched in the wound, and she froze . At that time he could hardly stand on his feet, his head was spinning, and his fingers grew cold - he was so tired during the day, for he spoke for hours in the squares, in the barracks, and even from the pulpit of the church, where he was carried in his arms. He talked about Russia and the Slavs as if he was at least a thousand years old.

***

There was silence, all that could be heard was the snorting and chewing of the horses and the snoring of the sleeping ones. Somewhere a lapwing was crying, and occasionally there was a squeak of snipes, who flew in to see if the uninvited guests had left.

Yegorushka, out of breath from the heat, which was especially felt after eating, ran to the sedge and looked around the area from there. He saw the same thing that he had seen before noon: the plain, the hills, the sky, the purple distance. Only the hills stood closer, but there was no mill, which remained far behind. Having nothing to do, Yegorushka caught the violinist in the ravine, raised him in his fist to his ear and listened for a long time as he played his violin. When the music got tired, he chased after a crowd of yellow butterflies that flew to the sedge to drink, and did not notice himself how he found himself again near the britzka.

Suddenly, a soft hum was heard. The song, quiet, lingering and mournful, like a cry and barely perceptible to the ear, was heard now from the right, now from the left, now from above, now from under the ground, as if an invisible spirit was hovering over the steppe and singing. Yegorushka looked around and did not understand where this strange song came from. Later, when he listened, it began to seem to him that the grass was singing. In her song, half-dead, already dead, without words, but plaintively and sincerely, she convinced someone that she was not to blame for anything, that the sun burned her out in vain; she assured me that she passionately wanted to live, that she was still young and would be beautiful if it were not for the heat and the drought. There was no guilt, but she still asked someone for forgiveness and swore that she was unbearably hurt, sad and sorry for herself.(According to A.P. Chekhov) (241 words)

***

Often in autumn I would watch the falling leaves closely to catch that imperceptible split second when the leaf separates from the branch and begins to fall to the ground. I have read in old books about the sound of falling leaves, but I have never heard that sound. The rustle of leaves in the air seemed to me as unbelievable as stories about hearing the grass grow in spring.

I was, of course, wrong. Time was needed so that the ear, dulled by the rattle of the city streets, could rest and catch the very clear and precise sounds of the autumn earth.

There are autumn nights, deafened and dumb, when calmness hangs over the black wooded edge.

It was such a night. The lantern illuminated the well, old maple under the fence and a nasturtium bush disheveled by the wind.

I looked at the maple and saw how a red leaf carefully and slowly separated from the branch, shuddered, stopped for a moment in the air and began to fall obliquely at my feet, slightly rustling and swaying. For the first time I heard the rustle of a falling leaf - a vague sound, like a child's whisper.

Dangerous profession

In pursuit of interesting shots photographers and cameramen often cross the line of reasonable risk.

Not dangerous, but almost impossible in nature, shooting wolves. It is dangerous to shoot lions, very dangerous - tigers. It is impossible to say in advance how the bear will behave - this strong and, contrary to the general idea, a very mobile beast. In the Caucasus, I broke a well-known rule: I climbed a mountain where a she-bear and cubs were grazing. The calculation was that, they say, autumn and the mother no longer protects her offspring so jealously. But I was wrong... At the click of a camera that captured two babies, a mother dozing somewhere nearby rushed towards me like a torpedo. I understood: in no case should you run away - the beast will rush after you. On the spot, the remaining man puzzled the bear: she suddenly braked sharply and, looking at me intently, rushed after the baby.

When shooting animals, you must, firstly, know their habits and, secondly, do not go on the rampage. All animals, with the possible exception of connecting rod bears, tend to avoid meeting people. Analyzing all the misfortunes, you see: the carelessness of man provoked the attack of the beast.

Telephoto lenses have long been invented to shoot animals without frightening them and without risking attack, most often forced. In addition, non-scared animals that do not mean your presence behave naturally. Most of the expressive shots were obtained by knowledge and patience, by understanding the distance, breaking which is unreasonable and even dangerous.

Path to the lake

The dawn is slowly getting brighter. Soon a ray of sun will touch the bare tops of the trees in autumn and gild the shining mirror of the lake. And nearby is a smaller lake, of a bizarre shape and color: the water in it is not blue, not green, not dark, but brownish. It is said that this specific shade is explained by the peculiarities of the composition of the local soil, the layer of which covers the lake bottom. Both of these lakes are united under the name Borovoe Lakes, as in time immemorial they were christened by the old-timers of these places. And to the southeast of the Borovoye Lakes, giant swamps stretch. These are also former lakes, overgrown for decades.

In this early hour of a wonderful golden autumn, we are moving towards a lake with an unpleasant name - Pogany Lake. We got up a long time ago, even before dawn, and began to equip ourselves for the journey. On the advice of the watchman who sheltered us, we took waterproof raincoats, hunting bog boots, prepared travel food so as not to waste time on kindling a fire, and set off.

For two hours we made our way to the lake, trying to find convenient approaches. At the cost of supernatural efforts, we overcame a thicket of some tenacious and thorny plant, then a half-rotted slum, and an island appeared ahead. Before reaching the wooded mound, we fell into the thickets of lily of the valley, and right leaves, as if aligned by an unknown master who gave them a geometrically precise shape, crackled around our faces.

In these thickets for half an hour we indulged in peace. You raise your head, and above you the tops of pine trees rustle, resting on a pale blue sky, through which not heavy, but half-air, fidget clouds move in a summery way. Having rested among the lilies of the valley, we again began to look for the mysterious lake. Located somewhere nearby, it was hidden from us by a thick overgrowth of grass.(247 words)

***

The supernatural efforts made by the hero to overcome various kinds of road obstacles were not in vain: the visit promised to be by no means without interest.

As soon as Chichikov, stooping down, stepped into the dark, wide passage, which had been added somehow, a cold breeze immediately blew over him, as from a cellar. From the passage he got into a room, also dark, with curtains drawn down, slightly illuminated by a light that did not descend from the ceiling, but ascended to the ceiling from under the wide crack at the bottom of the door. Throwing open this door, he finally found himself in the light and was overwhelmed by the disorder that presented itself. It seemed as if the floors were being washed in the house and all things were taken here and piled up at random. On one table there was even a broken chair and here - a clock with a stopped pendulum, to which the spider had already attached a bizarre web. Right there, leaning sideways against the wall, was a cupboard with antique silver, which had almost disappeared under a layer of dust, decanters and excellent Chinese porcelain, acquired God knows when. On the bureau, which had once been lined with a lovely mother-of-pearl mosaic, which had already fallen out in places and left only yellow grooves filled with glue, lay a great variety of all sorts of things: a pile of papers covered with small handwriting, covered with a greenish marble press with a handle in the shape of an egg at the top, some an old book bound in leather with a red edge, a lemon all shriveled up, no bigger than a hazelnut, a broken arm of a chair that had long since collapsed, a glass with some unattractive liquid and three flies, covered with a letter, a piece of a rag somewhere raised and two feathers, stained with ink. To top off the strange interior, several paintings were hung very closely and stupidly on the walls.

(According to N.V. Gogol)

***

I recall with inexplicable joy my childhood years in an old landowner's house in central Russia.

Quiet, summer-like clear dawn. The first ray of sun through the loosely closed shutters gilds the tiled stove, freshly painted floors, freshly painted walls, hung with pictures on themes from children's fairy tales. What colors shimmering in the sun did not play here! Against a blue background, lilac princesses came to life, the pink prince took off his sword, hurrying to help his beloved, the trees shone blue in the winter hoarfrost, and spring lily of the valley bloomed nearby. And outside the window, a lovely summer day is gaining strength.

The dewy freshness of the early flowers of peonies, light and tender, bursts into the wide open old window.

The low house, hunched over, leaves, grows into the ground, and over it the late lilac is still blooming violently, as if in a hurry to cover its squalor with its white-purple luxury.

On the wooden narrow steps of the balcony, also rotten from time to time and swaying underfoot, we go down to swim to the river located near the house.

After swimming, we lie down to sunbathe near the thickets of coastal reeds. After a minute or two, touching a branch of a thick hazel growing on the right, closer to the sandy slope, a magpie scatters on a tree. What does she not talk about! A ringing chirping rushes towards her, and, growing, gradually the many-voiced bird's hubbub fills the brightly colored summer garden.

After enjoying the swim, we return back. The glass door leading from the terrace is ajar. On the table in a simple earthenware pot is a bunch of skillfully picked, just picked, not yet blossoming flowers, and next to it, on a snow-white linen napkin, is a plate of honey, over which bright golden bee workers hover with an even buzz.

How easy it is to breathe in the early morning! How long do you remember this feeling of happiness that you experience only in childhood!

Greatest shrine

Through the care of a dear friend, I received from Russia a small box of Karelian birch, filled with earth. I belong to people who love things, are not ashamed of feelings and are not afraid of crooked smiles. In youth, this is forgivable and understandable: in youth, we want to be self-confident, reasonable and cruel - rarely respond to offense, control our face, restrain our heart from trembling. But the burden of years wins, and strict restraint of feelings no longer seems to be the best and most important thing. Now I am the way I am, I am ready and able to kneel in front of a box of Russian soil and say out loud, without fear of other people's ears: "I love you, the land that gave birth to me, and I recognize you as my greatest shrine."

And no skeptical philosophy, no intelligent cosmopolitanism will make me ashamed of my sensitivity, because love guides me, and it is not subject to reason and calculation.

The earth in the box dried up and turned into lumps of brown dust. I pour it carefully and carefully so as not to scatter it on the table in vain, and I think that of all the things of a person, the earth has always been both the most beloved and close.

For dust you are, and to dust you shall return.

(According to M.A. Osorgin)

Rose

Early in the morning, as soon as dawn broke, I returned to familiar places untrodden paths. In the distance, obscure and foggy, I already imagined a picture of my native village. Hurriedly stepping on the uncut grass, I imagined how I would approach my house, rickety from antiquity, but still friendly and expensive. I wanted to quickly see the familiar street from childhood, the old well, our front garden with jasmine and rose bushes.

Immersed in my memories, I imperceptibly approached the outskirts and, surprised, stopped at the beginning of the street. At the very edge of the village stood a dilapidated house, not changed at all since I left here. All these years, for many years, no matter where fate threw me, no matter how far from these places, I always invariably carried in my heart the image of my home, as a memory of happiness and spring ...

Our house! He, as before, is surrounded by greenery. True, the vegetation here has become more. In the center of the front garden, a large rose bush has grown, on which a delicate rose has blossomed. The flower garden is neglected, weeds are intertwined on the flowerbeds and paths that have grown into the ground, which have not been cleared by anyone and have not been sprinkled with sand for a long time. The wooden lattice, far from new, was completely peeled off, dried out and fell apart.

Nettles occupied a whole corner of the flower garden, as if serving as a backdrop for a delicate pale pink flower. But next to the nettle was a rose, and nothing else.

The rose blossomed on a fine May morning; when she opened her petals, the morning dew left a few tears on them, in which the sun played. Rose was crying. But everything around was so beautiful, so clean and clear on this spring morning ...

***

Behind big house there was an old garden, already wild, drowned out by weeds and bushes. I walked along the terrace, still strong and beautiful; through the glass door one could see a room with a parquet floor, probably a living room; an old piano, and engravings on the walls in wide mahogany frames - and nothing more. Only peonies and poppies survived from the former flower beds, which raised their white and bright red heads from the grass; young maples and elms, already plucked by cows, grew along the paths, stretching out, interfering with each other. It was dense, and the garden seemed impassable, but this was only near the house, where there were still poplars, pines and old lindens of the same age that had survived from the former alleys, and further behind them the garden was cleared for haymaking, and there was no longer soaring, the cobwebs did not climb into the mouth and eyes, the breeze blew; the farther inland, the more spacious, and cherries, plums, sprawling apple trees and pears were already growing in the open, so tall that it was not even believed that they were pears. This part of the garden was rented by our city merchants, and it was guarded from thieves and starlings by a foolish peasant who lived in a hut.

The garden, more and more thinned, turning into a real meadow, descended to the river, overgrown with green reeds and willows; near the mill dam there was a pool, deep and fishy, ​​a small mill with a thatched roof roared angrily, frogs croaked furiously. On the water, smooth as a mirror, circles occasionally went round, and river lilies trembled, disturbed by cheerful fish. A quiet blue stretch beckoned to itself, promising coolness and peace.

Zoryanka

It happens that in the forest near some golden-red pine a knot will fall out of a white pine body. A year or two will pass, and a dawn will look at this hole - a small bird of exactly the same color as the bark of a pine tree. This bird will drag feathers, hay, fluff, twigs into an empty knot, build a warm nest for itself, jump onto a twig and sing. And so the bird begins spring.

After some time, or even right here, after the bird, a hunter comes and stops by a tree in anticipation of the evening dawn.

But now the song thrush, from some height on the hill, was the first to see the signs of dawn, whistled its signal. The dawn responded to him, flew out of the nest and, jumping from twig to twig, higher and higher, from there, from above, she also saw the dawn and answered the signal of the song thrush with her signal. The hunter, of course, heard the thrush's signal and saw how the golden robin flew out, he even noticed that the golden robin, a small bird, opened its beak, but he simply did not hear that she peeped: the voice of the small bird did not reach the ground.

The birds were already praising the dawn above, but the man below could not see the dawn. The time has come - the dawn rose over the forest, the hunter saw: high on a knot, a bird will open its beak, then close it. It is the dawn sings, the dawn praises the dawn, but the song is not heard. The hunter still understands in his own way that the bird praises the dawn, and why he doesn’t hear songs is because she sings to praise the dawn, and not to be famous herself before people.

And so we believe that as soon as a person begins to praise the dawn, and not to be famous for the dawn himself, the spring of the person himself begins. All our real amateur hunters, from the smallest and simplest person to the largest, breathe only in order to glorify spring. And how many good people there is in the world, and none of them know anything good about themselves, and everyone will get used to him so much that no one even guesses about him, how good he is, that he exists in the world for the sole purpose of glorifying the dawn and starting his own spring man.

***

The dawn was breaking, it was getting fresh, and it was time for me to get ready for the road. Passing through dense reed thickets, making my way through a thicket of inclined willows, I went to the bank of the river and quickly found my flat-bottomed boat. Before leaving, I checked the contents of my canvas bag. Everything was in place: a can of pork stew, smoked and stewed fish, a loaf of black bread, condensed milk, a skein of strong twine and many other things needed on the road.

Having driven away from the shore, I let go of the oars, and the boat quietly drifted downstream. Three hours later, around the turn of the river, the gilded domes of the church appeared clearly visible against the background of lead clouds near the horizon, but, according to my calculations, it was still not close to the city.

After walking a few steps along the cobbled street, I decided to mend my boots, or chaebots, which had been wet for a long time. The shoemaker was a dashing man of gypsy appearance. There was something extraordinarily attractive in the precise movements of his muscular arms.

Satisfying my hunger in the nearest cafe, where I had beetroot soup, liver with stewed potatoes and borzh, I went to wander around the city. My attention was drawn to the boardwalk stage, where multi-colored flags fluttered. The juggler has already finished his speech and bowed. He was replaced by a freckled dancer with reddish bangs and a yellow silk fan in her hands. After dancing some kind of tap-dance, she gave way to a clown in a star-shaped leotard. But the poor fellow was devoid of talent and not at all funny with his antics and jumps.

Having bypassed almost the entire town in half an hour, I settled down for the night on the banks of the river, hiding in an old waterproof raincoat.

CONTROL DICTATION.

Yegorushka.

Egorushka listened a little, and it began to seem to him that the air became stuffier, hotter and more motionless from the mournful, lingering song ... (220 words) (According to A.P. Chekhov)

Spelling of unstressed vowels in the root of the word, checked by stress. Spelling of vowels not checked by stress. Spelling n and nn in adjectives; endings of entities; indefinite pronouns with - then; adverbs; not and neither with different parts of speech; derived prepositions; particles would with other words.

Punctuation marks in compound and complex sentences with several subordinate clauses. Punctuation marks at homogeneous members sentences (with repeating conjunctions and with a generalizing word); with isolated definitions expressed by adjectives and participial phrases; at comparative speeds.

ADMINISTRATIVE

written test

in Russian (dictation)

in 11th grade

("zero" cut).

Yegorushka.

Yegorushka, out of breath from the heat, which was especially felt now after eating, ran to the sedge, from here he surveyed the countryside. He saw the same thing that he had seen before noon: the plain, the hills, the sky, the purple distance. From behind a rocky hill rose another, wider; a small settlement of five or six households was molded on it. There were no people, no trees, no shadows to be seen near the huts, as if the village had suffocated in the hot air and dried up. Having nothing to do, Yegorushka caught the violinist in the grass.

Suddenly, a soft hum was heard. Somewhere not far away a woman sang. The song, quiet, viscous and mournful, like a cry and barely audible, was heard now from the right, then from the left, then from above, then from under the ground, as if an invisible spirit was hovering over the steppe and singing. Yegorushka looked around and did not understand where this strange song came from. Then, when he listened, it began to seem to him that it was grass singing. In her song, she, half-dead, already dead, without words, but plaintively and sincerely convinced someone that she was not to blame for anything, that the sun burned her out in vain; she assured me that she passionately wanted to live, that she was still young and would be beautiful if it were not for the heat and the drought; there was no guilt, but she still asked someone for forgiveness and swore that she was unbearably hurt, sad and sorry for herself.

Yegorushka listened a little, and it began to seem to him that the air became stuffier, hotter and more motionless from the mournful, lingering song ... (220 words) (According to A.P. Chekhov)

GRAMMAR TASKS.

    Analyze the words according to the composition: strange, sun, listened

    Perform phonetic analysis of words: Yegorushka, singing.

    Produce parsing suggestions.

Having nothing to do, Yegorushka caught the violinist in the grass.

ADMINISTRATIVE

written test

in Russian (dictation)

in 11th grade

("zero" cut).

From the early childhood and to a very old age, the whole life of a person is continuously connected with the language.

The child has not yet learned how to speak properly, and his ear already catches the murmur of grandmother's fairy tales, mother's lullaby. But fairy tales and jokes are language.

The teenager goes to school. A young man walks to an institute or university. Through the lively conversations of teachers, through the pages of hundreds of books, for the first time he sees the immensely complex Universe reflected in the word. Through the word, for the first time, he learns about what his eyes have not yet seen.

The new man is related to ancient thoughts, to those that have developed in the minds of people millennia before his birth. He himself acquires the opportunity to address great-grandchildren who will live centuries after his death. And it's all thanks to the language.

And you, and I, and each of us - we all constantly think. Is it possible to think without words?

Everything that people do in the truly human world is done with the help of language. It is impossible to work without it in concert, together with others. Without his mediation, it is unthinkable to advance science, technology, handicrafts, and art a single step.

GRAMMAR TASKS.

    write out keywords text.

    Find synonyms and antonyms for the words:

joyful -

ADMINISTRATIVE

written test

in Russian (dictation)

in 11th grade

Renaissance art.

GRAMMAR TASKS:

ADMINISTRATIVE

written test

in Russian (dictation)

in 11th grade

Renaissance art.

What was new in the art of the Renaissance was that ideas about the deity and heavenly forces were no longer treated as an incomprehensible mystery and, most importantly, this art was imbued with faith in man, in the power of his mind, creative possibilities.

Art sought not only to fill churches and palaces, but also to find a place for itself in city squares, street intersections, on the facades of houses and in their interiors. It was difficult to find a person indifferent to art. Princes, merchants, artisans, clergy, monks were often people who were knowledgeable in art, customers and patrons of artists.

The development of art was greatly facilitated by the fact that quickly acquired wealth accumulated in large cities. But easy success did not spoil even the most avid artists for fame and profit, since the strict foundations of the guild organization of artistic labor were still strong. Young people were trained by working as an assistant to a mature master, which is why the artists knew the craft so well. The works of art were made with care and love. Even in cases where they do not bear the imprint of talent or genius, we are invariably admired by excellent craftsmanship.

(From the encyclopedia of a young artist) (168 words)

GRAMMAR TASKS:

    Choose from the text a complex sentence and perform syntactic analysis.

    Write out phrases with the word most often found in the text.

First half

1 quarter

CONTROL DICTATION.

When the boy was seated, he seemed to have somewhat calmed down. Despite the strange feeling that overwhelmed his whole being, he nevertheless began to distinguish individual sounds. The dark gentle waves were still rushing uncontrollably, and it seemed to him that they were penetrating inside his body. But now they brought with them either the bright trill of a lark, or the quiet rustle of a blossoming birch, or the barely audible splashes of the river. The swallow whistled with a light wing, describing bizarre circles in the distance, midges rang.

But the boy could not grasp these as a whole, could not put them together. They seemed to fall, penetrating into the dark head, now quiet, obscure, now loud, bright, deafening. At times they crowded together, mingling unpleasantly into an incomprehensible disharmony.

And the wind from the field kept whistling in his ears, and it seemed to the boy that the waves were running faster and their roar drowned out all other sounds. And as the sounds faded, a feeling of some kind of tickling languor flowed into the boy’s chest. His face twitched with the rhythmic ripples running through it; the eyes first closed, then opened again, the eyebrows moved anxiously, and in all the features a question broke through, a heavy effort of thought and imagination. The consciousness, not yet strengthened and overflowing with new sensations, began to faint: it still struggled with the impressions surging from all sides, trying to stand among them, merge them into one whole and thus master them, defeat them.

But the task was beyond the power of the dark brain of a child, which lacked visual representations for this work.

The boy groaned softly and leaned back on the grass. His mother quickly turned to him and cried out too; he lay on the grass in a deep faint. (245 words) (According to V.G. Korolenko)

Spelling of prepositions, conjunctions, particles.

Spelling of vowels and consonants at the root of the word; vowel in verb suffixes. Spelling of adverbs.

Punctuation marks with homogeneous members of the sentence; in sentences with separate members; in complex and non-union complex sentences. Punctuation marks in a complex sentence with different types of connection.

CONTROL DICTATION.

Chekhov is on his way.

(I.Stepanov)

3 quarter

CONTROL DICTATION.

Chekhov is on his way.

Already many painful road inconveniences and sorrows had been experienced, but nowhere had one seen such a difficult road, such an impassable crossroads, as between Tomsk and Krasnoyarsk. Here, together with the coachmen, they had to fight without rest against the cold, spring slush, colossal river floods, and dirty pits. How many times has the wagon broken down! How long did it take to sit on the banks of different rivers in the rain, cold, wind and spend days and nights waiting for ferries and boats. And how sad it was to get off the wagon and in felt boots to spank through icy puddles, mud, swear, not sleep for twenty-four and thirty hours in a row, eat only bread and tea, and even starve in the county towns of Siberia, because it was impossible to get a single sausage in the shops , no cheese, no meat, and even herring.

He never lacked life observations. The impressions of adolescence and youthful years were not forgotten, and he, as an artist, was able to expand them, tone them up, and thanks to this, sitting

on Malaya Dmitrovka in Moscow, he could write 120-130 stories a year. But on the road, with difficulty, he only had time to keep a travel diary, send short letters to his relatives and small correspondence to Suvorin for New Times.

A whitish mist crawled low on the ground. It was gloomy in the silent ocean of the cold taiga. The cold was inexorably pestering, and it already seemed that summer in Siberia would never come.

It was sad to look at the ugly road, which seemed to

some kind of monstrous black pox was all uprooted, it was even more dreary to think that this road, murderous for people and horses, is the only thread along which civilization stretches from Europe to Siberia. (250 words)

(I.Stepanov)

ADMINISTRATIVE

annual test

in Russian (dictation)

in 11th grade

Another day passed, and the hussar recovered completely. He was extremely cheerful, joking incessantly with Dunya, now with the caretaker, whistling songs, talking to passers-by, entering their wayfarers in the post book, and the kind caretaker fell in love with him so much that on the third morning he was sorry to part with his beloved guest. The day was Sunday; Dunya was going to dinner. The hussar was given a kibitka. He said goodbye to the caretaker and Dunya and volunteered to take her to the church, which was located on the edge of the village. Dunya was perplexed.

“What are you afraid of? - her father said to her, - after all, his nobility is not a wolf and will not eat you: take a ride - to the church. Dunya got into the wagon next to the hussar, the servant jumped on the pole, the driver whistled, and the horses galloped off.

The poor caretaker did not understand how he himself could allow his Dunya to ride with the hussar, how he was blinded and what happened to his mind then. In less than half an hour, his heart began to ache, and anxiety seized him to such an extent that he could not resist and went himself to mass.

(A.S. Pushkin. Stationmaster) (172 words)

GRAMMAR TASKS:

    Find in the text obsolete words and give them an interpretation.

    Disassemble the composition of the word: bring, third, guest, blinding, allow.

    Choose an offer from various types links and parse.

It was a white morning hour; in the vast forest stood thin steam, full of strange visions. An unknown hunter, who had just left his fire, was moving along the river; through the trees shone the gap of its air voids, but the diligent hunter did not approach them, examining the fresh footprint of a bear heading towards the mountains. A sudden sound rushed through the trees with the unexpectedness of an alarming chase; it was the clarinet. The musician, going out on deck, played a fragment of a melody full of sad, drawn-out repetition. The sound trembled like a voice hiding grief; intensified, smiled with a sad overflow and broke off. A distant echo vaguely hummed the same melody. The hunter, marking the trail with a broken branch, made his way to the water. The fog hasn't cleared yet; in it the shape of a huge ship, slowly turning towards the mouth of the river, faded. Its folded sails came to life, festooned, spreading out and covering the masts with impotent shields of huge folds; voices and footsteps were heard. The coastal wind, trying to blow, lazily fiddled with the sails; finally, the warmth of the sun produced the desired effect; the air pressure intensified, dispelled the fog and poured out along the yards into light scarlet forms full of roses. Pink shadows glided over the whiteness of the masts and rigging, everything was white, except for the spread, smoothly moved sails, the color of deep joy. The hunter, who was watching from the shore, rubbed his eyes for a long time until he was convinced that he was seeing in this way and not otherwise. The ship disappeared around the bend, and he still stood and watched; then, shrugging his shoulders in silence, he went to his bear. While the "Secret" was in the riverbed, Gray stood at the helm, not trusting the sailor to steer - he was afraid of the shallows. Panten was sitting next to him, in a new pair of cloth, in a new shiny cap, clean-shaven and humbly puffed up. He still didn't feel any connection between the scarlet outfit and Gray's direct target. “Now,” said Gray, “when my sails are glowing, the wind is good, and my heart is more happy than an elephant at the sight of a small bun, I will try to set you up with my thoughts, as I promised in Lissa. Notice I don't think you're stupid or stubborn, no; you are a model sailor, and that is worth a lot. But you, like most, listen to the voices of all simple truths through the thick glass of life; they scream but you won't hear. I do what exists, as an old idea of ​​the beautiful-unrealizable, and which, in essence, is just as feasible and possible as a country walk. Soon you will see a girl who cannot, must not get married otherwise than in the way that I am developing before your eyes. He succinctly conveyed to the sailor what we are well aware of, ending the explanation as follows: “You see how closely fate, will, and character traits are intertwined here; I come to the one who is waiting and can wait only for me, but I don’t want anyone else but her, maybe precisely because thanks to her I understood one simple truth. It is to do so-called miracles with your own hands. When the main thing for a person is to receive the dearest nickel, it is easy to give this nickel, but when the soul harbors the seed of a fiery plant - a miracle, do this miracle for him, if you are able. new soul He will have a new one for you. When the head of the prison himself releases the prisoner, when the billionaire gives the scribe a villa, an operetta singer, and a safe, and the jockey holds his horse for once for the sake of another horse that is unlucky, then everyone will understand how pleasant it is, how inexpressibly wonderful. But there are no lesser miracles: a smile, fun, forgiveness, and - timely said, right word. Owning it means owning everything. As for me, our beginning - mine and Assol's - will remain for us forever in the scarlet reflection of the sails created by the depth of the heart that knows what love is. Do you understand me? - Yes captain. Panten grunted, wiping his mustache with a neatly folded clean handkerchief. - I got it. You touched me. I'll go downstairs and ask Nix's forgiveness, whom I scolded yesterday for the sunken bucket. And I'll give him tobacco - he lost his at cards. Before Gray, somewhat surprised at such a quick bottom line words, managed to say something, Panten has already thundered down the ladder and sighed somewhere in the distance. Gray looked up, looking up; scarlet sails were silently torn above it; the sun in their seams shone with purple smoke. "Secret" went to sea, moving away from the coast. There was no doubt in Gray's ringing soul, no dull thumps of alarm, no noise of petty worries; calmly, like a sail, he rushed to a delightful goal, full of those thoughts that are ahead of words. By noon, the smoke of a military cruiser appeared on the horizon, the cruiser changed course and from a distance of half a mile raised the signal - "to drift!". “Brothers,” Gray said to the sailors, “they won’t fire on us, don’t be afraid; they just can't believe their eyes. He ordered to drift. Panten, shouting as if on fire, brought the "Secret" out of the wind; the ship came to a halt, while a steam launch sped off from the cruiser with a crew and a white-gloved lieutenant; the lieutenant, stepping on the deck of the ship, looked around in amazement and went with Gray to the cabin, from where an hour later he set off, waving his hand strangely and smiling, as if he had received a rank, back to the blue cruiser. Gray seemed to have had more success this time than with the ingenuous Panten, for the cruiser, after a pause, struck the horizon with a mighty volley of salute, the swift smoke of which, piercing the air with huge sparkling balls, dispersed in tatters over the still water. A kind of semi-holiday stupefaction reigned on the cruiser all day; the mood was unofficial, knocked down - under the sign of love, which was talked about everywhere - from the salon to the engine hold; and the sentry of the mine squad asked a passing sailor: “Tom, how did you get married?” - "I caught her by the skirt when she wanted to jump out of my window," said Tom and proudly twirled his mustache. For some time the "Secret" was an empty sea, without shores; by noon the distant shore opened up. Taking up a telescope, Gray stared at Kaperna. If not for the row of roofs, he would have distinguished Assol in the window of one house, sitting behind some book. She read; a greenish beetle was crawling along the page, stopping and rising on its front paws with an air of independence and domesticity. Twice already he had been blown off, not without vexation, onto the windowsill, from where he reappeared trustingly and freely, as if he wanted to say something. This time he managed to get almost to the hand of the girl holding the corner of the page; here he got stuck on the word "look", stopped doubtfully, expecting a new squall, and, indeed, barely escaped trouble, since Assol had already exclaimed: "Again, a bug ... a fool! .." grass, but suddenly an accidental shift of her gaze from one roof to another revealed to her on the blue sea gap of street space a white ship with scarlet sails. She shuddered, leaned back, froze; then she jumped up abruptly with a dizzyingly sinking heart, bursting into uncontrollable tears of inspired shock. The "Secret" at that time was rounding a small cape, keeping to the shore at the angle of the port side; low music flowed in the blue day from the white deck under the fire of scarlet silk; music of rhythmic overflows, conveyed by words that are not entirely well known to everyone: "Pour, pour glasses - and let's drink, friends, for love" ... - In her simplicity, jubilant, excitement unfolded and rumbled. Not remembering how she left the house, Assol was already running to the sea, caught up by the irresistible wind of the event; at the first corner she stopped almost exhausted; her legs gave way, her breath broke and went out, her consciousness hung by a thread. Beside herself with fear of losing her will, she stamped her foot and recovered. At times, now the roof, then the fence hid scarlet sails from her; then, fearing that they had disappeared like a mere phantom, she hurried over the painful obstacle and, seeing the ship again, stopped to breathe a sigh of relief. In the meantime, such confusion, such agitation, such total unrest occurred in Caperna, which will not yield to the effect of the famous earthquakes. Never before had a great ship approached this shore; the ship had those same sails whose name sounded like a mockery; now they clearly and irrefutably glowed with the innocence of a fact that refutes all the laws of being and common sense. Men, women, children in a hurry rushed to the shore, who was in what; the inhabitants called to one another from yard to yard, jumped on each other, yelled and fell; soon a crowd formed by the water, and Assol ran swiftly into this crowd. While she was gone, her name flew among the people with nervous and gloomy anxiety, with malicious fright. Men spoke more; dumbfounded women sobbed in a strangled, snake-like hiss, but if one of them began to crack, the poison climbed into her head. As soon as Assol appeared, everyone was silent, everyone moved away from her with fear, and she was left alone in the middle of the emptiness of the hot sand, confused, ashamed, happy, with a face no less scarlet than her miracle, helplessly stretching out her hands to the tall ship. A boat full of tanned rowers separated from him; among them stood the one whom, as it now seemed to her, she knew, vaguely remembered from childhood. He looked at her with a smile that warmed and hurried. But thousands of the last ridiculous fears overcame Assol; mortally afraid of everything - mistakes, misunderstandings, mysterious and harmful interference - she ran up to her waist into the warm swaying of the waves, shouting: - I'm here, I'm here! It's me! Then Zimmer waved his bow, and the same melody burst through the nerves of the crowd, but this time in a full, triumphant chorus. From the excitement, the movement of clouds and waves, the brilliance of the water and the distance, the girl could hardly distinguish what was moving: she, the ship or the boat - everything was moving, spinning and falling. But the oar splashed sharply near her; she raised her head. Gray leaned down, her hands clutching at his belt. Assol closed her eyes; then, quickly opening her eyes, she boldly smiled at his radiant face, and breathlessly said: - Absolutely like that. "And you too, my child!" Gray said, taking the wet jewel out of the water. “Here, I have come. Did you recognize me? She nodded, holding on to his belt, with a new soul and quivering closed eyes. Happiness sat in her like a fluffy kitten. When Assol decided to open her eyes, the rocking of the boat, the gleam of the waves, the approaching, powerfully tossing, side of the "Secret" - everything was a dream, where light and water swayed, whirling, like the play of sunbeams on a wall flowing with rays. Not remembering how, she climbed up the ladder in Gray's strong arms. The deck, covered and hung with carpets, in scarlet splashes of sails, was like a heavenly garden. And soon Assol saw that she was standing in a cabin - in a room that could not be better. Then from above, shaking and burying the heart in its triumphant cry, huge music rushed again. Again Assol closed her eyes, afraid that all this would disappear if she looked. Gray took her hands and, now knowing where it was safe to go, she hid her face, wet from tears, on the chest of a friend who had come so magically. Carefully, but with laughter, himself shocked and surprised by that that an inexpressible, precious moment inaccessible to anyone, Gray lifted this long-long dreamed face by the chin, and the girl's eyes finally opened clearly. They had all the best of a man. “Will you take my Longren to us?” - she said. - Yes. And he kissed her so hard, following his iron yes, that she laughed. Now we will move away from them, knowing that they need to be together as one. There are many words in the world in different languages ​​and different dialects, but all of them, even remotely, cannot convey what they said to each other on this day. Meanwhile, on the deck at the mainmast, near the barrel, eaten by a worm, with the bottom knocked down, revealing a hundred-year-old dark grace, the entire crew was already waiting. Atwood stood; Panten sat sedately, beaming like a newborn. Gray went up, gave a sign to the orchestra and, taking off his cap, was the first to scoop up holy wine with a faceted glass, in the song of golden trumpets. “Well, here ...” he said, having finished drinking, then threw down the glass. “Now drink, drink everything; who does not drink is my enemy. He didn't have to repeat those words. While full swing, under full sail, departed from the forever horrified Caperna "Secret", the crush around the barrel surpassed everything that happens at great holidays of this kind. - How did you like it? Gray asked Letika. — Captain! said the sailor, searching for words. “I don’t know if he liked me, but my impressions need to be considered. Beehive and garden!- What?! “I mean they put a beehive and a garden in my mouth. Be happy captain. And may the one that I call the “best load”, the best prize of the Secret, be happy! When it began to get light the next day, the ship was far from Caperna. Part of the crew both fell asleep and remained lying on the deck, overcoming Gray's wine; only the helmsman and the watchman, and the thoughtful and intoxicated Zimmer, sitting on the stern with the neck of the cello at his chin, kept on their feet. He sat, quietly moved the bow, making the strings speak in a magical, unearthly voice, and thought about happiness... Control dictation in grade 10 No. 1

Target

Content

Writing s-s at the end of prefixes;

Writing derivative prepositions;

The distinction is not and neither;

Commas with qualifying members of the sentence.

Phonetic analysis and composition analysis;

Dictation

Strong wind rustled in the tops of the islands, and along with the noise of the trees came the restless quacking of chilled ducks. Already for two hours the raft had been carried along the rapids, and neither the coast nor the sky could be seen. Turning up the collar of her leather jacket, Anya sat on the boxes and, shrinking from the cold, looked into the darkness, where the lights of the city had long disappeared.

Only the day before yesterday, after boarding an internal plane from a train, she arrived in this Siberian town, an old, merchant town, with modern loudspeakers on the streets strewn with yellowed needles, and, having received an appointment one day, not finding the courage to ask about a new place , was now swimming in a geological party with complete strangers. She was restless, as she had been during the one and a half hour flight on a shaking plane, and the feeling of a strange dream that was about to break off did not go away. However, everything was real: the yellow sparks of lanterns melted in the impenetrable darkness, she sat on the boxes, and from the gusts of wind at the end of the raft, the flame of someone's pipe flared up; the oar creaked evenly; a black spot showed a human figure. (160 words) (According to Y. Bondarev)

Grammar tasks

(on the)boxes - 1st optionneedles - 2nd option

Restless, chilled, shrunk b - 1st option

vintage, modern, break off - 2nd option

3. Write out two phrases for all types of subordination and parse them:

From the first paragraph - 1st option From the second paragraph - 2nd option

Turning up the collar of her leather jacket, Anya sat on the boxes and, shrinking from the cold, looked into the darkness, where the lights of the city had long disappeared. . - 1st option

Already for two hours the raft had been carried along the rapids, and neither the coast nor the sky could be seen. - 2nd option

Control dictation in grade 10 No. 2

Target : to check the general level of formation of spelling and punctuation literacy of students for the course of the basic school in accordance with the requirements of the state standard.

Content control dictation is aimed at identifying the level of development of skills, the choice of conditions for writing:

Checked unstressed vowels;

Unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of nouns;

Writing unpronounceable consonants:

Separating b and b;

N-nn in suffixes of adjectives and participles;

Not with adjectives, adverbs and verbs;

The distinction is not and neither;

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Comma in a complex sentence;

Commas when separating definitions, circumstances;

Grammatical tasks are aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills:

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

The way words are formed;

Determine the way words are connected in phrases;

Group spellings.

Dictation

Alyonka put her clothes by the birch and entered the water, feeling the sandy bottom with her feet. When the water reached her waist, she sat down and, splashing her feet, swam to the opposite shore; in the middle, a weak current was felt, and Alyonka, turning over on her back, lay for a long time, looking at the boundless sky, which was already filling with the sun.

Alyonka swam for a long time, plunging her face into the water and looking at the bottom and the fish scurrying through the algae. There was a world under water. In the middle of the river, where there was already a thick strip of sun and it was light under the water, a quiet current was noticed along the barely moving tops of the water grasses, and when it approached the shaded shore, the light changed under the water, and there seemed to be deep dips filled with darkness and secrets. The shadow from Alyonka's body touched the dark crayfish moving its whiskers, and it immediately disappeared somewhere.

Having waited for the water to calm down, she again looked closely and saw: among the scattered bush of algae, small fish scurried about, unexpectedly rushing in all directions, but, however, not leaving the limits of the spacious bush. Trying not to move, she followed the rhythmic dance of the fish, who did not want to move away from their bush.

(166 words) (According to P. Proskurin)

Grammar tasks

1. Group words according to the type of spelling:

In the 1st and 2nd paragraphs; in the 3rd and 4th paragraphs - 2nd option

2. Make morphological analysis the words:

wiggling - 1st optionfilled - 2nd option

Sandy, filled, scattered - 1st option

boundless, approaching, algae - 2nd option

Trying not to move, she followed the rhythmic dance of the fish, who did not want to move away from their bush. . - 1st option

Alyonka swam for a long time, plunging her face into the water and looking at the bottom and the fish scurrying through the algae. - 2nd option

5. Spelling analysis of the text.

Control dictation in grade 10 No. 3

Target: to test the knowledge, skills and abilities of students at the beginning of the school year.

Content control dictation is aimed at identifying the level of development of skills, the choice of conditions for writing:

Checked unstressed vowels;

Unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of nouns;

Spelling b in the middle and at the end of nouns;

Spelling of proper nouns;

N-nn in adjectives;

Spelling of verb endings.

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Punctuation marks in a complex polynomial sentence;

Punctuation marks in SBP.

Grammatical tasks are aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills:

Produce syntactic analysis of the sentence;

Determine the type of subordination in phrases;

Perform phonetic and morphological analysis.

Old musician.

The old violinist loved to play at the foot of the monument to Pushkin, which stands at the beginning Tverskoy Boulevard. Climbing up the steps to the pedestal itself, the musician touched the strings on the violin with a bow. Children and passers-by immediately gathered at the monument, and they all fell silent in anticipation of the music, because it consoles people, promises them happiness and a glorious life. The musician laid the violin case on the ground; it was closed, and there was a piece of black bread and an apple in it, so that you could eat whenever you wanted.

Usually the old man went out to play in the evening: for his music it was necessary that the world become quieter. The old man suffered from the thought that he did not bring people any good, and therefore he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. The sounds of the violin resounded in the air and reached the depths of human hearts, touching them with gentle and courageous power. Some listeners took out money to give it to the old man, but did not know where to put it: the violin case was closed, and the musician himself was high at the foot of the monument, almost next to Pushkin.( 162 words)

Grammar tasks.

1. Perform phonetic analysis of words:

IOption:happiness IIoption:Apple

2. Morphological analysis of words:

Ioptionmonument IIoption:of good

3. Write out from the text of the dictation one phrase for all types of subordination and analyze the phrases:

1st option: 1st paragraph 2nd option: 2nd paragraph

4. Syntactic analysis of the sentence:

Ioption:The old violinist loved to play at the foot of the monument to Pushkin, which stands at the beginning of Tverskoy Boulevard.

IIoption:The old man suffered from the thought that he did not bring people any good.

5. Draw a proposal scheme

1st option: 1st paragraph, last sentence 2nd option: 2nd paragraph, 1st sentence

6. Spelling analysis of the text.

Control dictation in grade 10 No. 4

Target

Content control dictation is aimed at identifying the level of development of skills, the choice of conditions for writing:

Checked unstressed vowels;

Unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of nouns;

Writing unpronounceable consonants:

Separating b and b;

The letters O-Yo after hissing words at the root;

N-nn in suffixes of adjectives and participles;

Not with adjectives, adverbs and verbs;

The distinction is not and neither;

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Comma in a complex sentence;

Commas for comparative turns.

Grammatical tasks are aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills:

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

Phonetic analysis of the word;

Morphological analysis of the sacrament;

Group spellings.

Memories

Our village is located in the foothills of the plateau, where noisy mountain rivers run from the gorges. Below is a yellow valley, a huge Kazakh steppe, bordered by spurs of black mountains and a dash of a railway.

And above the village, on a hillock, there are two large poplars. I remember them as long as I can remember myself. From whichever direction you drive up, you will first of all see them, they are always in sight, like lighthouses.

There are all sorts of trees here, but these are special - they have their own special language and, probably, his own special, melodious soul. Whenever you come here, they sway, overlapping branches, making noise incessantly. Now it seems as if a quiet wave of the tide is splashing on the sand, then it will run through the branches, like an invisible light, a passionate, hot whisper, then suddenly. Having calmed down for a moment, the poplars at once, with all the agitated foliage, will sigh noisily, as if longing for something. And when a thundercloud comes up and the storm, breaking the branches, cuts off the foliage, the poplars buzz like a raging flame.

To this day, poplars on a hillock seem to me unusual, alive. There, beside them, my childhood remained, like a piece of magic glass. (165 words) (According to Ch. Aitmatov)

Grammar tasks

1.Group spellings and pick up examples from the text for them.

From the first and second paragraph - 1st option from the third paragraph - 2nd option

You will drive up - 1st optionfoothills - 2nd option

3. Make a morphological analysis of the word:

fringed - 1st option agitated - 2nd option

4. Make a parse of the sentence:

Our village is located in the foothills of the plateau, where noisy mountain rivers run from the gorges. - 1st option

When you come here, they sway, overlapping branches, making noise incessantly .

2nd option

5. Spelling analysis of the text.

Control dictation in grade 10 No. 5

Target : to check the general level of formation of spelling and punctuation literacy of students at the end of the 1st half of the year in accordance with the requirements of the state standard.

Content control dictation is aimed at identifying the level of development of skills, the choice of conditions for writing:

Checked unstressed vowels;

Unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of nouns;

Writing unpronounceable consonants:

Separating b and b;

The letters O-Yo after hissing words at the root;

N-nn in suffixes of adjectives and participles;

Not with adjectives, adverbs and verbs;

Spelling of derived prepositions;

Hyphenated spelling of adverbs.

Punctuation marks:

Punctuation marks at the end of a sentence;

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Comma in a complex sentence;

Commas when separating definitions, circumstances;

Commas with clarifying members of the sentence;

Grammatical tasks are aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills:

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

Parsing words by composition;

Determine the way words are connected in phrases;

Graphically explain punctuation marks in a sentence.

Dictation

In the morning I, having slept, full of fresh strength, went to the watch. How good it is when the smell of iodine spreads in the air and the ocean spreads around like green silk.

There was, however, an admixture of some strange smell in the fresh air, and I could not understand what it smelled like. Looking around the horizon, I noticed a dark stripe in the distance, sort of like from a cloud that had come up. The sky was still shining blue, and yet there, on the brilliant surface of the sea, something darkened. Are we approaching another depth, or is a storm approaching?Lost in conjectures, I suddenly see: dolphins are rushing towards us . In a clear formation, now emerging, then disappearing, they flashed along the port side, and it seemed to me that they were running, as if fleeing from something.

The navigator, who had been looking through binoculars for a long time, finally guessed: oil! It is clear what smell was mixed with the freshness of the ocean. We encountered oil streaks more than once while sailing, but this was the first time I saw this: there was a continuous oil field ahead. First, rainbow stains appeared - orange, blue-violet, then some kind of silvery spots, which became more and more. Soon we saw: it was a dead fish swimming upside down. (167 words) (According to A. Sobolev)

Grammar tasks

1. Explain graphically the punctuation marks in the highlighted sentence.

2. Write out two phrases from the text for all types of subordination and parse them:

In the first and second paragraph - 1st option in the third paragraph - 2nd option

3. Parse words by composition:

Sleepy, spreading out, getting lost - 1st option

blue, looking around, floating - 2nd option

4. Looking around the horizon, I noticed a dark stripe in the distance, sort of like from a cloud that had come up. – 1st optionIn the morning I, having slept, full of fresh strength, went to watch . - 2nd option

5. Spelling analysis of the text.

Control dictation in grade 10 No. 6

Target : to check the general level of formation of spelling and punctuation literacy of students at the end of the 1st half of the year in accordance with the requirements of the state standard.

Content control dictation is aimed at identifying the level of development of skills, the choice of conditions for writing:

Checked unstressed vowels;

Unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of nouns;

Writing unpronounceable consonants:

Separating b and b;

The letters O-Yo after hissing words at the root;

N-nn in suffixes of adjectives and participles;

Not with adjectives, adverbs and verbs;

The distinction is not and neither;

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Comma in a complex sentence;

Commas when separating definitions, application;

Commas with clarifying members of the sentence;

Grammatical tasks are aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills:

Explain the placement of punctuation marks;

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

Analysis of the word by composition;

Determine the way words are connected in phrases;

Tropical downpour

February was over. The rain became less and less. But one night there was a special downpour with a tropical thunderstorm. During the day, the hot sky, greedy, became too heavy from the drunk moisture and now angrily returned it to the sea. From the mountainous peaks and steep coasts of Madagascar, squalls broke, fell noisily into the bay and, blowing up its surface, rushed around the squadron with a frenzied howl.Discharges of atmospheric electricity with thunderous blows were so frequent that they did not allow one to come to their senses, and one got the impression that heaps of stone cliffs and iron were taking place overhead. Fiery flashes continuously pierced the darkness, scattering through the clouds in serpentine ribbons, falling in an unfolding spiral, scattering garlands for a moment. Sometimes black sky split into many golden branched cracks, descending to the very horizon. The storm got drunk and performed its coven. And in this light and roaring turmoil, through the haze of rain and squall, the silhouettes of ships, gloomy and motionless, loomed indistinctly. (153 words) (According to A.S. Novikov-Priboy)

Grammar tasks

1. Make a phonetic analysis of the word:

Greedy - 1st optiongot drunk - 2nd option

2. Parse words by composition:Tropical, red-hot, heaps - 1st option

Rainy, rolling, daytime - 2nd option

3. Write out two phrases from the text for all types of subordination and analyze them.

4. Parse the sentence:

Fiery flashes continuously pierced the darkness, scattering through the clouds in serpentine ribbons, falling in an unfolding spiral, scattering garlands for a moment - 1st option

Sometimes the black sky split into many golden branched cracks, descending to the very horizon. . – 2nd option

5. Explain graphically the punctuation marks in the highlighted sentence.

Annual control dictation in grade 10 No. 7

Target

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Commas at introductory words;

Colon at the generalizing word.

Grammar tasks

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

Phonetic analysis of the word;

Morphological analysis of the verb;

Parsing phrases.

Red slut.

In our area in the winter, no, no, yes, and you will meet a red cheat.

One early morning I was walking through the forest, admiring the patterned ligature of birch branches and suddenly met a fox. Frankly, I have never seen a redhead so close. How beautiful is her fiery fur coat! Among the crystal whiteness, it was as if a flame had been thrown onto the snow. She took a few steps, froze in place, then instantly disappeared into the thickets.

The silence is extraordinary. Nothing will move. Only frost reigns: it blushes the cheeks, pinches the ears. And I'm happy! Or because he met a redhead, or because for the first time in the winter the sun shines so brightly. Or maybe because a haystack had just been opened at the very edge of the forest. And fragrant, warm summer seemed to have escaped from it and scattered over the snow!

And the frost is getting stronger. The sun rose higher above the smoky bush from the hoarfrost, a haystack. And in its sparkling rays, small crystals of snowflakes shone on the bushes.

For a long time I stood in one place, and winter and summer were arguing more than ever in me.

Grammar tasks

1. Syntactic analysis of the sentence.

One early morning I was walking through the forest, admiring the patterned ligature of birch branches and suddenly met a fox . – 1st option

In its sparkling rays, small crystals of snowflakes shone on the bushes. - 2nd option

2. Phonetic analysis of the word:

Elm - 1st optionbrightly -2nd option

3. Morphological analysis of the word:

met - 1st optionshone - 2nd option

4. Write out from your sentence one phrase for all types of subordination and analyze them.

5. Spelling analysis of the text.

Annual control dictation in grade 10 No. 8

Target : to check the level of assimilation of the standard at the end of the year, the practical skills of students in mastering topics in the Russian language.

The content of the control dictation is aimed at identifying the quality of assimilation educational material:

Spelling of checked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of unchecked unstressed vowels;

Writing words with alternation at the root;

Writing compound adjectives;

Spelling of the endings of adjectives and participles;

Spelling of the endings of verbs of the 1st and 2nd conjugation;

Spelling n-nn in adjectives and participles;

Writing -tsya - tsya in verbs;

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Commas in complex sentences;

Commas at separation.

Grammar tasks aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills and abilities of students:

Syntactic parsing of the sentence;

Phonetic analysis of the word;

Morphological analysis;

Group spellings.

The road to the pass

The road wound along the slope of a rocky hollow and led the traveler in a wide semicircle, opening it from afar. Closer to the pass, the road climbed along the edge of a cliff, along a sheer wall. Here, having met, it was possible to miss each other, only holding on to each other. Opposite the road, on the other side of the hollow, on a sharp ridge grew, closely pressed against each other, as if from one root, three old aspens. Immediately behind the aspens, a puzzling descent began, covered with warts of red rocks, on which only a goat could hold on. And at the foot is a dark forest, it is easy to hide in it both on foot and on horseback.

These aspens on the slope, their matte silver trunks for a long time lovingly caressed Bakhtygul with rough, chilled hands, coming to the pass with dawn.

With anguish, without hope, he looked around the world in which he lived. The autumn sky was increasingly covered with a dirty gray haze. The distant gray peaks were covered with a turban of clouds. Gloomy shadows lay on the stone face of the mountains, and even at noon the ridges and peaks frowned, raised their furry eyebrows, as if they, too, were dissatisfied with something. Silence all around. In the light of the dawn, breaking through from under the blue clouds, the road against the aspens turned densely crimson, as if swelling, and seemed bloodied. Red spots flickered on the surrounding rocks. (183 words) (According to M. Auezov)

Grammar tasks

1. Group spellings and give examples from the text of the dictation.

2. Make a phonetic analysis of the word:

opening - 1st optionpass each other - 2nd option

3. Perform morphological analysis:

snuggling up - 1st optionswelling - 2nd option

4. Parse the sentence:

Immediately behind the aspens, a puzzling descent began, covered with warts of red rocks, on which only a goat could hold on. . - 1st option

Gloomy shadows lay on the stone face of the mountains, and even at noon the ridges and peaks frowned, raised their furry eyebrows, as if they, too, were dissatisfied with something. . - 2nd option

5. Spelling analysis of the text.

Annual control dictation in grade 10 No. 9

Target : to check the level of assimilation of the standard at the end of the year, the practical skills of students in mastering topics in the Russian language.

The content of the control dictation is aimed at identifying the quality of assimilation of educational material:

Spelling of checked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of unchecked unstressed vowels;

Spelling of the endings of adjectives and participles;

Writing compound adjectives;

Spelling n-nn in adjectives and participles;

Writing o-e after hissing;

Writing -tsya - tsya in verbs;

Spelling not-neither in pronouns.

Punctuation marks:

Comma with homogeneous members of the sentence;

Commas in complex sentences;

Commas at separate members suggestions;

Commas when comparing.

Grammar tasks aimed at identifying the level of formation of practical skills and abilities of students:

Syntactic parsing of the sentence; - phonetic analysis of the word; analysis of the word by composition; - analysis of phrases.

Dictation

"3" - for the work in which 3 - 5 errors were made.

grammar task

"4" - if the student completed all the tasks with small errors;

"3" - completed at least 3 tasks with minor errors;

Evening

The sun, like a golden saucer, stopped, one of its edges resting on the distant horizon. Like a beautiful weaver who scattered her golden yarn, the sun, going to rest, gathered clouds. From this, the steppe was changeable and enchanting. The grasses rolled into the distance sea ​​waves, the rays of the setting sun played on them in a thousand colors. The clouds covered the steppe either with light gilding, or with the finest bright red silk, or with the smallest dust, or with a translucent lilac scarf. The boundless, boundless steppe looked like an ocean, and it seemed that this ocean had neither end nor beginning. And now the ocean turned dark blue, now he frowned, and the waves of grasses, painted by the last rays of the sun, became barely noticeable in the thickening warm haze of twilight. The dark blue sea began to turn black. The thin edge of the solar disk, like an expensive molten metal, shone on the dark boundary of the horizon. It got smaller and smaller and suddenly somehow quickly disappeared. The scarlet dawn covered the entire western half of the sky, sparkled with luxurious colors, then subsided, faded, a greenish veil spread out in its place, and twilight approached, and trees and mountains began to stand out in bright black silhouettes, as if painted. A quiet July evening has come. (170 words) (According to S. Seifulin)

Grammar tasks

1. Write out two phrases from the text for all types of subordination and parse them.

2. Perform phonetic analysis of the word:Resting - 1st optiontrees - 2nd option

3. Parse words by composition:Scattered, the thinnest, it seemed - 1st option

Setting, the smallest, resting - 2nd option

4. Make a parse of the sentence:The boundless, boundless steppe looked like an ocean, and it seemed that this ocean had neither end nor beginning. . – 1st optionAnd now the ocean turned dark blue, now he frowned, and the waves of grasses, painted by the last rays of the sun, became barely noticeable in the thickening warm haze of twilight. - 2nd option

Criteria for assessing students' knowledge

Dictation

"5" - for the work in which there are no errors.

"4" - for the work in which 1 - 2 mistakes were made.

"3" - for the work in which 3 - 4 mistakes were made.

"2" - for the work in which more than 5 errors were made.

grammar task

"5" - error-free execution of all tasks;

"4" - if the student completed 4 tasks with small errors;

"3" - correctly completed at least 3 tasks with minor flaws

"2" - if the student does not cope with most grammar tasks.