The favorite time of the day for many people is dawn. When the impenetrable darkness recedes, and a beautiful dawn comes to replace it. A little more, and the gentle sun comes out, and the sky turns blue.
This article is not quite ordinary. It gives several descriptions of the dawn. We read and enjoy.
What is the dawn?
Before proceeding with the description of this phenomenon, we answer the question: "What is this?" Dawn is the time before sunrise. Very fleeting, but breathtakingly beautiful. You can talk about it for a long time, but it is better to see it with your own eyes.
Dawn in the village
The description of the dawn of the village is special. You can see so much beauty in an ordinary village, where in the mornings a cock cry is heard. If you are lucky to be in the village, wake up when you barely hear a “live alarm clock” - a rooster. And hurry out into the street. Now you will see something amazing.
"The lilac lush cloud froze in the sky with displeasure. The darkness is already turning gray, but still clinging insistently to the horizon. Only the sun is not sleeping. Here and there you can see its thin rays. They carefully wake the dawn. And that, sleepy and displeased, begins get angry.
Finally, the disheveled dawn, yawning in its entire yellow mouth, absorbs a lilac cloud. The sun threatens with a fist of darkness, driving it away. A dark blanket is pulled from the sky, it gradually clears, becoming blue.
Here are the first bird trills. One of the birds cautiously sings his song. Chirp-chirp, such a simple motive. Following her, the song is picked up by other morning birds. In the air it smells of wet grass. Drops of dew, like a necklace, freeze on the grass. Cows are connected to the morning choir. A muffled mooing is heard. The mistresses have already jumped out of bed, the dawn silence is gradually dying away. "
And the dawn was already met by adults
The description of the morning dawn is unforgettable. Especially when you understand: he is the last in your school life.
A special dawn is described by graduates.
"The graduation night was drawing to a close. Music was still playing, jokes and laughter were heard. But most of the guys were quiet. It seemed that something inevitable was coming towards us. On the one hand - joyful, on the other - very sad.
And suddenly a sonorous voice came from one of our girls: "Hurry, guys! Dawn!"
We rushed to the street. And froze in the doorway. The sky was purple pink. From behind the low roofs, the sun was quietly rising. Bright yellow, it has not yet blinded the eye. And the air smelled of roses that grew very close by.
The tenderness of dawn receded slowly. The lilac-pink hue has already dissipated. A stunning blueness appeared through it, comparable only with the color of sea water. The breezy breeze was just entering into its own rights. He ran through our faces, tried to get tangled up in girlish hairstyles, and retreated offended when it was impossible to do this. But what is it? Pearls in the eyes of some girls? The sun approached, and the wind managed to examine these pearls. Girlish tears, farewell to childhood and the meeting of the first adult dawn. These tears did not dare to break the little rascal-wind. "
Forest
Description of nature at dawn makes the hearts tremble. It is enough to read some books to understand this.
And we will try to describe the forest dawn.
"Silence. You can drink it to the bottom, you can’t get enough. Under the cover of darkness it seems special. You can distinguish the outlines of trees, and their tart smell tickles your nostrils. Somewhere in the distance you can hear the surprised" civic-chivik ". This is the first bird woke up and , realizing that it was still dark, she thoughtfully asked: should she begin to glorify a new day or wait?
The grass rustled underfoot. Frightened, bounce to the side. Most likely, this is a forest inhabitant - a hedgehog. Or a snake that does not sleep.
Old trees creak overhead. The darkness begins to dissipate. And a faint, faint ray of sunshine cuts through it. The sky is torn pieces hanging above the ground. Today it is a pale golden color. And the sun is kind of pale.
It hummed, the wind rustled. The treetops were agitated. The old people do not like the restless, restless breeze. They grumble, complaining about him. The darkness in fear recedes. She is afraid of the sunlight, so she runs, fleeing from it. The yellow dawn is being replaced by a pale gray sky. Having sunk away the night, the cowardly hides behind the horizon. Today it will be cloudy, most likely it will rain. "
Description in the literature
According to the book's description, dawn is the best time of day. It is enough to read works, the authors of which describe it with special trepidation.
Read Prishvin or Turgenev. See for yourself what is said. As confirmation, here is a small quote from the work "Bezhin Meadow".
A fresh stream ran through my face. I opened my eyes: morning conceived. The dawn had not blushed anywhere, but it had already turned white in the east. Everything became visible, although dimly visible, around. The pale gray sky brightened, chilled, turned blue; the stars blinked weakly, then disappeared; the earth was damp, the leaves were foggy, live sounds and voices began to be heard in some places, and the liquid, early breeze had already begun to wander and fly over the earth. My body answered him with a light, cheerful tremor. I got up quickly and walked over to the boys. They all slept like dead around a smoldering fire; Paul alone rose halfway and looked at me intently.
Winter dawn
Remember Pushkin: “Frost and sun, a wonderful day. You are still asleep, dear friend ...” Indeed, the description of the winter dawn is very special. How to convey the pearly shine of snow in the rays of the rising sun? How to describe a colorful sky?
"A hasty artist inaccurate spots poured paint over the sky. Red, burgundy, pink is chaotic and meaningless. Here and there these spots are visible. And the blue sky looks like a Dalmatian breed dog. It is densely dotted with spots.
And in the center of this magnificence the sun begins to awaken. Its rays are not as warm as in the summer. But the beauty of the sun does not fade from this. How skillfully it tints white snow. How affectionately sprinkles multicolored gems on it, forcing them to play and overflow. "
Conclusion
We gave a beautiful description of dawn in the article. And not one, but several. Those who love this time of day are highly recommended to read classical literature. Which one is indicated above. Read it and you will understand what a description of the dawn may be.