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My Beloretsk is not striking semi-precious stone
As heading to my story serves the line of the poem of our Beloretsk poetess Nina Zimina – the surprising, talented, thinly feeling woman who is not, unfortunately, with us already three years. But its verses live and, beyond all doubt, such time will come that the works written by Nina Nikolaevna will know not only at us, in the remote place, but also through the whole country.
What to begin acquaintance to our city with? Perhaps, from entrance to it from Ufa. Here travelers will be met by an elk sculpture as though just come out of the wood. Now around a sculpture – there will be a recreation area with the asphalted paths, arbors, benches soon. Already in an anticipation …
Slightly further, on other side of the road – a monument to the steelmaker (Beloretsk – the city of metallurgists). Models for the sculptor Anatoly Mashevsky, the Honourable metallurgist of the USSR, the specialist in high-speed swimming trunks served.
This year Beloretsk celebrated the 255 anniversary: so many years back on the river bank the ironworks plant which owner was Ivan Tverdyshev began to locate by Béla (the sister's husband Ivan Myasnikov was his partner). Until recently in the city there was no monument to the founder of the plant and, as a result, to the city. Five years ago on the square before Beloretsk metallurgical plants the monument to this person was erected.
One year later on the square there was a fountain, funds for which production were raised by employees of plant. In total here – both a monument, and the fountain, and an openwork arch over an entrance on the bridge through White it is made at the Kaslinsky plant of architectural and art casting.
View of plant management
Beloretsk is called by right the capital of a hardware of Russia: our city is one of the leading centers of domestic staleprovolochny and rope production. Some types of products in general are unique and are not made any more anywhere as, say, the wafer-thin "speaking" wire used in flight recorders.
View of a staleprovolochno-rope part of Beloretsk Metallurgical Plant.
During the Great Patriotic War our plant was the only enterprise where made hardware front products: various brands of a wire necessary both for rifles, and for "Katyushas". Without such products the Soviet soldiers could not shoot. We will not estimate a contribution of the Beloretsk metallurgists to a victory over fascists!
View of a metallurgical part of plant. Rolling shop.
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The town at us small, but cozy, beautiful, being buried in verdure. It is the central square of the city – the area of Metallurg, and the green building behind the fountain – Metallurg movie theater.
In general, at us a lot of things bears this name. For example, Metallurg stadium (in the picture foreground) or the newspaper. Symbolically and the fact that the City Day at us is celebrated on a professional holiday of metallurgists – the third Sunday of July.
Often I complain to Belorechana that in our city "there is no place to descend". Has to tell, inhabitants dissemble a little or do not know what is wanted. In Beloretsk there is a Palace of culture in which in a month three-four events are on average held. And it – without tours of eminent actors or collectives of Bashkiria.
Collectives in the Palace – a set, in them both adults, and children, in total more than one thousand people are engaged. There are so much talented extraordinary people! And I thank the lucky stars for the fact that I had honor to work with them. The concerts devoted to solemn dates, school subscriptions, thematic actions … And what New Year's fairy tales in our Palace put! Such precisely you will not see anywhere!
Last year to the Palace 85 years were executed, it does not accomodate everyone at concerts and festive events any more, and to the belorechena wait will not wait when we in the city have a new recreation center.
Except the Palace in which, three theater companies by the way, work in the city there is a Defitsit theater studio. Here too amateur actors play. But what stunning performances turn out! We attend all premieres, and sometimes we see performances repeatedly – works of the director and actors are so interesting.
There are in the city and museums – them a little: local history (on a photo), the museum of labor glory of plant, the museum DOSAAF and art gallery. In gallery and the local history museum the most interesting exhibitions will constantly be organized, events are held. Also city libraries do not lag behind: there take place quizzes, competitions, evenings. In a word, life boils.
What else to show you in our city? Here, for example, a view of the water tower constructed in 1916. A few years ago its top – a wooden part was restored, it is just very pleasant to look.
It is a view of a monument to Vasily Blyukher, the marshal of the Soviet Union. In the years of civil war at us fights of guerrillas with White Czechs were going, and from Beloretsk the well-known raid of Blyukher began.
And still our city is well-known that in it such well-known Soviet films as "Eternal call", "The gold small river", "The gone expedition" were shot.
Yes, nearly forgot! Our city lies in mountains as if in a bowl (it is visible on a photo).
And so, we have an excellent ski resort "Mratkino" on which tourists from all Russia gather in the winter. Not so long ago it was a part of a tourist and recreational cluster "The mountain resorts of Bashkiria "of the Legend of the Urals", and we hope that our city will become the known ski center soon.
It is necessary to mention also our most beautiful nature – forests, mountains and the rivers. In summertime all to the belorechena leave on the nature, pick berries and mushrooms in the forest.
I, for example, and need not to go: behind the house the pinery in which both bilberry, and a wild strawberry, and strawberry, and raspberry, and great variety of mushrooms grow begins.
Yes what I tell you? Come to Beloretsk and you will see everything!
And finally I will present to your attention two poems on our city, written by the Beloretsk poets. Both works will be explained as well as possible that it is the small Ural town, a name to which – Beloretsk.
Sonnet to the native land
Nothing will separate me from you,
My edge in a wreath of the Ural Mountains.
Rustles-sings a high pine forest
Green sail over the head.
And White through a dam of years
Flows as steel on a trench, playing.
The edge is not necessary to me for ever more richly:
My Beloretsk is not striking semi-precious stone.
The winter slides on the snow three here,
Rooks prophesy to spring a holiday quickly,
With the bast basket full of berries, the summer goes.
Here as a hobby immense open space,
Guests are always welcomed with bread salt,
Poets compose songs about love.
Nina Zimina
Beloretsk
Sometimes snow-covered to stars,
Sometimes ringing heavy rain boomingly,
My city, I grew soul
To your simple lanes,
To your log houses,
To your skyscrapers and the plants,
Where window light in the mornings
Are filled as honeycombs honey.
In your not striking beauty
There is something eternal, live.
Also it is necessary to be on the ball,
Level with to speak with you.
Here poured armored metal
For soul, not under fear,
That zaalet, started to blaze
Flag over the destroyed Reichstag.
Here welcomed as family,
Without excess self-interest and a look
Both wounded, and front,
And refugees from Leningrad.
Let say: bear edge,
But unless the place exists,
Where so with harmonica a chicken
Merged in the uniform song together!
Vyacheslav Donskoy
In registration photos of talanlivy Beloretsk photographers Maria Yakovleva and Ilya Panchenko, several my photos are used, there are pictures from the Internet.
What to begin acquaintance to our city with? Perhaps, from entrance to it from Ufa. Here travelers will be met by an elk sculpture as though just come out of the wood. Now around a sculpture – there will be a recreation area with the asphalted paths, arbors, benches soon. Already in an anticipation …

Slightly further, on other side of the road – a monument to the steelmaker (Beloretsk – the city of metallurgists). Models for the sculptor Anatoly Mashevsky, the Honourable metallurgist of the USSR, the specialist in high-speed swimming trunks served.

This year Beloretsk celebrated the 255 anniversary: so many years back on the river bank the ironworks plant which owner was Ivan Tverdyshev began to locate by Béla (the sister's husband Ivan Myasnikov was his partner). Until recently in the city there was no monument to the founder of the plant and, as a result, to the city. Five years ago on the square before Beloretsk metallurgical plants the monument to this person was erected.

One year later on the square there was a fountain, funds for which production were raised by employees of plant. In total here – both a monument, and the fountain, and an openwork arch over an entrance on the bridge through White it is made at the Kaslinsky plant of architectural and art casting.


Beloretsk is called by right the capital of a hardware of Russia: our city is one of the leading centers of domestic staleprovolochny and rope production. Some types of products in general are unique and are not made any more anywhere as, say, the wafer-thin "speaking" wire used in flight recorders.

During the Great Patriotic War our plant was the only enterprise where made hardware front products: various brands of a wire necessary both for rifles, and for "Katyushas". Without such products the Soviet soldiers could not shoot. We will not estimate a contribution of the Beloretsk metallurgists to a victory over fascists!


The town at us small, but cozy, beautiful, being buried in verdure. It is the central square of the city – the area of Metallurg, and the green building behind the fountain – Metallurg movie theater.


In general, at us a lot of things bears this name. For example, Metallurg stadium (in the picture foreground) or the newspaper. Symbolically and the fact that the City Day at us is celebrated on a professional holiday of metallurgists – the third Sunday of July.

Often I complain to Belorechana that in our city "there is no place to descend". Has to tell, inhabitants dissemble a little or do not know what is wanted. In Beloretsk there is a Palace of culture in which in a month three-four events are on average held. And it – without tours of eminent actors or collectives of Bashkiria.

Collectives in the Palace – a set, in them both adults, and children, in total more than one thousand people are engaged. There are so much talented extraordinary people! And I thank the lucky stars for the fact that I had honor to work with them. The concerts devoted to solemn dates, school subscriptions, thematic actions … And what New Year's fairy tales in our Palace put! Such precisely you will not see anywhere!
Last year to the Palace 85 years were executed, it does not accomodate everyone at concerts and festive events any more, and to the belorechena wait will not wait when we in the city have a new recreation center.
Except the Palace in which, three theater companies by the way, work in the city there is a Defitsit theater studio. Here too amateur actors play. But what stunning performances turn out! We attend all premieres, and sometimes we see performances repeatedly – works of the director and actors are so interesting.

There are in the city and museums – them a little: local history (on a photo), the museum of labor glory of plant, the museum DOSAAF and art gallery. In gallery and the local history museum the most interesting exhibitions will constantly be organized, events are held. Also city libraries do not lag behind: there take place quizzes, competitions, evenings. In a word, life boils.

What else to show you in our city? Here, for example, a view of the water tower constructed in 1916. A few years ago its top – a wooden part was restored, it is just very pleasant to look.

It is a view of a monument to Vasily Blyukher, the marshal of the Soviet Union. In the years of civil war at us fights of guerrillas with White Czechs were going, and from Beloretsk the well-known raid of Blyukher began.

And still our city is well-known that in it such well-known Soviet films as "Eternal call", "The gold small river", "The gone expedition" were shot.

Yes, nearly forgot! Our city lies in mountains as if in a bowl (it is visible on a photo).

And so, we have an excellent ski resort "Mratkino" on which tourists from all Russia gather in the winter. Not so long ago it was a part of a tourist and recreational cluster "The mountain resorts of Bashkiria "of the Legend of the Urals", and we hope that our city will become the known ski center soon.

It is necessary to mention also our most beautiful nature – forests, mountains and the rivers. In summertime all to the belorechena leave on the nature, pick berries and mushrooms in the forest.

I, for example, and need not to go: behind the house the pinery in which both bilberry, and a wild strawberry, and strawberry, and raspberry, and great variety of mushrooms grow begins.

Yes what I tell you? Come to Beloretsk and you will see everything!
And finally I will present to your attention two poems on our city, written by the Beloretsk poets. Both works will be explained as well as possible that it is the small Ural town, a name to which – Beloretsk.

Sonnet to the native land
Nothing will separate me from you,
My edge in a wreath of the Ural Mountains.
Rustles-sings a high pine forest
Green sail over the head.
And White through a dam of years
Flows as steel on a trench, playing.
The edge is not necessary to me for ever more richly:
My Beloretsk is not striking semi-precious stone.
The winter slides on the snow three here,
Rooks prophesy to spring a holiday quickly,
With the bast basket full of berries, the summer goes.
Here as a hobby immense open space,
Guests are always welcomed with bread salt,
Poets compose songs about love.
Nina Zimina
Beloretsk
Sometimes snow-covered to stars,
Sometimes ringing heavy rain boomingly,
My city, I grew soul
To your simple lanes,
To your log houses,
To your skyscrapers and the plants,
Where window light in the mornings
Are filled as honeycombs honey.
In your not striking beauty
There is something eternal, live.
Also it is necessary to be on the ball,
Level with to speak with you.
Here poured armored metal
For soul, not under fear,
That zaalet, started to blaze
Flag over the destroyed Reichstag.
Here welcomed as family,
Without excess self-interest and a look
Both wounded, and front,
And refugees from Leningrad.
Let say: bear edge,
But unless the place exists,
Where so with harmonica a chicken
Merged in the uniform song together!
Vyacheslav Donskoy
In registration photos of talanlivy Beloretsk photographers Maria Yakovleva and Ilya Panchenko, several my photos are used, there are pictures from the Internet.
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As heading to my story serves the line of the poem of our Beloretsk poetess Nina Zimina – the surprising, talented, thinly feeling woman who is not, unfortunately, with us already three years. But its verses live and, beyond all doubt, such time will come that the works written by Nina Nikolaevna will know not only at us, in the remote place, but also through the whole country... Read more: |
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