A brief retelling of Bazhov's story, The Stone Flower. Stone Flower

To the question what is the brief content of the stone flower Bazhov P. P.? given by the author European the best answer is A fairy tale about an orphan, whom the malachite master took as an apprentice. The orphan had a gift; he could quickly complete tasks. And Master Danila wanted to make the stone alive. But he can't do it. Once I heard a legend about the Mistress of the Copper Mountain, who has a stone flower, as if alive, and goes straight to her, without hesitation, so that she shows him this flower. And when I saw him, I completely lost sleep... In the end, Danila disappeared in an unknown direction... The tale ends like this: “Whoever said that he made up his mind died in the forest, and who again said: “The mistress took him to mining masters. In reality, it turned out differently. There will be a story about that later. "...))
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An orphan boy, Danilushka, ends up with the master of malachite works, Prokopiech. Danilushka grew up with him, became prettier, changed and became a master. He had a fiancee. And one fine day they asked him, Danilushka, to make a malachite box, he had a drawing, but he did not see any beauty. Then he went into the forest to pick flowers, and there he met the mistress of the copper mountain, she gave him a stone. So he sat and made it, and all the passers-by said that there was nowhere more beautiful than this box. But the boy still couldn’t finish it. And then he took it and broke it. And he disappeared.

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Once upon a time there lived a malachite craftsman, Prokopich. He was a good master, but already older. Then the master decided that the master should pass on his craft further and ordered the clerk to find him an apprentice. No matter how much the clerk brought the boys, they did not suit Prokopich. Until one day the clerk brought in the 12-year-old orphan Danilka, the Underfed One. The boy was assigned to Prokopich only because there was no use for him anywhere, and if Prokopich accidentally knocked him down, then there would be no one to ask for him. From the very first day the boy amazed the old master.
Approaching the machine with the malachite stone, Danilko immediately showed the master how best to use the stone so that the pattern would fit better on the product. Prokopich realized that the young man would be useful and decided to teach him his skills. One day the clerk found Danilko at the pond, well-fed, healthy and well dressed, and did not immediately recognize him, but soon realized that this was the same orphan.
The clerk and the master decided to test his skills by giving him the task of making a bowl. Danilko made three bowls in the allotted time and then the master allowed Prokopich and Danilka to take as much malachite as they wanted and make any crafts. Danilko grew up, became an excellent craftsman and betrothed Natasha, but postponed the wedding until he created a bowl imitating the datura herb with a flower. Danilko found a suitable stone and made the base of the bowl, but when he reached the flower, the bowl lost its beauty. Danilko kept walking through the forests, looking for inspiration and the stone flower that Grandma Vikhorka told him about as a child. Natasha already began to cry, afraid to be a bride forever, and then Danilko decided to get married. We planned a wedding. Danilko, during his next walk near Zmeinaya Hill, met the owner of Mednaya Mountain, about whom he had heard legends since childhood, about her stone garden, about the best masters, working for her. Although she dissuaded Danilko, he insisted, and the hostess showed him her stone garden and the flower that he had dreamed of seeing all his life.
Returning home, Danilko went to his bride’s party, but happiness and fun left him, he now dreamed only of a stone flower. Late in the evening Danilko came home and while Prokopich was sleeping, he broke his unfinished dope bowl and left. People began to say that he was now working as a master for the mistress of Copper Mountain.

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Before breaking his cup, Danilko met the Mistress of the Copper Mountain and she reluctantly showed him a stone flower, otherwise many write that he simply broke the cup and disappeared. Read more carefully!

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Danilushka Nedokomysh is an orphan, a dreamy boy ends up with Prokopiech (a master of malachite), grew up with him, became prettier, and became a master. He had a fiancee - Katya. Once they asked him (Danila) to make a malachite bowl, they gave him a drawing, but he “doesn’t see the beauty in it.” He went through the forest to look for flowers and blades of grass, met the Mistress of the Mountain, who then threw him a stone for a bowl. Danilka sits making his bowl, everyone walks around, saying that there is nothing more beautiful, but he sits and cannot finish everything. One night he got up and broke his malachite cup, ran out into the street and disappeared.

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One day, an old malachite carver had a talented student. The old man rejoiced at his abilities, the clerk rejoiced at the impeccably completed work, and the master began to trust him with the most expensive orders. The young master would live and live, but he became sad and often went uphill. I kept looking for an extraordinary stone flower in order to comprehend the very essence of beauty and harmony. He achieved his goal - he met the Mistress of the mountain, and saw a stone flower. To your own detriment.

The meaning of the story

The story tells about a talented young master Danil, who perfectly mastered the craft of a malachite carver, but this was not enough for him. His soul yearned for unique knowledge, for the sake of which he abandoned ordinary earthly life.

The old master Prokopich did not need students, and he dismissed them all, considering them unsuitable for the malachite business. But one day they assigned him a boy who quickly showed amazing talent and ingenuity. The meeting with Prokopyich was a happy turn in fate for Danilka: in him he found both a generous teacher and a caring father.

Danilka had everything: ability, hard work, universal recognition of his skill, and even fame. He lived a calm and satisfying life; he had all the necessary tools and the best stone for his work. He got himself a good girl, Katerina, as his wife. But he was not happy.

Any completed work seemed to him insufficiently virtuosic, uninspiring, unreal. He believed that there was something in the world that would allow him to one day live out his dream. These thoughts of his were spurred on by the gloomy stories of the villagers about the existence of the Mistress of the Copper Mountain and the unknown Stone Flower. Danilko really wanted to look at this flower in order to reproduce it in stone.

He began to disappear from home more and more often. Fellow villagers constantly saw him in the fields, then in the meadows, then near the abandoned mine near Zmeinaya Gorka. They began to say that the boy had gone crazy, and they were not far from the truth. Danilka was directly driven by some kind of obsession. It was as if he was looking for a treasure inaccessible to others. And the mistress of the Copper Mountain always keeps an eye on such people, and she began to give the master tips. But the better his work became with her help, the more he began to yearn for an unattainable ideal.

No precautions helped. Even the Mistress's own warnings did not stop him. She showed the master a stone flower. And he could not resist this craving. On the night before his marriage, he smashed his very own with a hammer. better job(now he saw all her shortcomings) and disappeared in an unknown direction...

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Once upon a time there lived a malachite craftsman, Prokopich. He was a good master, but already older. Then the master decided that the master should pass on his craft further and ordered the clerk to find him an apprentice. No matter how much the clerk brought the boys, they did not suit Prokopich. Until one day the clerk brought in the 12-year-old orphan Danilka, the Underfed One. The boy was assigned to Prokopich only because there was no use for him anywhere, and if Prokopich accidentally knocked him down, then there would be no one to ask for him. From the very first day the boy amazed the old master.

When approaching a machine with a malachite stone, Danilko immediately showed the master how best to use the stone so that the pattern fits better on the product. Prokopich realized that the young man would be useful and decided to teach him his skills. One day the clerk found Danilko at the pond, well-fed, healthy and well dressed, and did not immediately recognize him, but soon realized that this was the same orphan.

The clerk and the master decided to test his skills by giving him the task of making a bowl. Danilko made three bowls in the allotted time and then the master allowed Prokopich and Danilka to take as much malachite as they wanted and make any crafts. Danilko grew up, became an excellent master and

He betrothed Natasha, but postponed the wedding until he created a bowl imitating the datura herb with a flower. Danilko found a suitable stone and made the base of the bowl, but when he reached the flower, the bowl lost its beauty. Danilko kept walking through the forests, looking for inspiration and the stone flower that Grandma Vikhorka told him about as a child. Natasha already began to cry, afraid to be a bride forever, and then Danilko decided to get married. We planned a wedding. Danilko, during his next walk near Zmeinaya Gorka, met the owner of Mednaya Mountain, about whom he had heard legends since childhood, about her stone garden, about the best craftsmen working for her. Although she dissuaded Danilko, he insisted, and the hostess showed him her stone garden and the flower that he had dreamed of seeing all his life.

Returning home, Danilko went to his bride’s party, but happiness and fun left him, he now dreamed only of a stone flower. Late in the evening Danilko came home and while Prokopich was sleeping, he broke his unfinished dope bowl and left. People began to say that he was now working as a master for the mistress of Copper Mountain.

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The marble workers were not the only ones who were famous for their stone work. In our factories, too, they say, they had this skill. The only difference is that ours were more fond of malachite, as there was enough of it, and the grade is no higher. It was from this that malachite was suitably made. Hey, these are the kind of things that make you wonder how they helped him. There was a master Prokopich at that time. First on these matters. No one could do it better. I was in my old age.

So the master ordered the clerk to put the boys under this Prokopich for training.

- Let them go over everything down to the finer points.

Only Prokopich—either he was sorry to part with his skill, or something else—taught very poorly. Everything he does is a jerk and a poke. He puts lumps all over the boy's head, almost cuts off his ears, and says to the clerk:

- This guy is no good... His eye is incapable, his hand can’t carry it. It won't do any good.

The clerk, apparently, was ordered to please Prokopich.

- It’s not good, it’s not good... We’ll give you another... - And he’ll dress up another boy.

The kids heard about this science... Early in the morning they roared, as if they wouldn’t get to Prokopich. Fathers and mothers also don’t like giving away their own child to wasted flour - they began to protect their own as best they could. And to say that, this skill is unhealthy, with malachite. The poison is pure. That's why people are protected.

The clerk still remembers the master’s order - he assigns students to Prokopich. He will wash the boy in his own way and hand him back to the clerk.

- This is no good... The clerk began to get angry:

- How long will this last? No good, no good, when will it be good? Teach this...

Prokopich, know yours:

- What do I... Even if I teach for ten years, this kid will be of no use...

- Which one do you want?

- Even though you don’t bet on me at all, I don’t miss it...

So the clerk and Prokopich went through a lot of kids, but the point was the same: there were bumps on the head, and in the head there was a way to escape. They spoiled them on purpose so that Prokopich would drive them away. This is how it came to Danilka the Underfed. This little boy was an orphan. Probably twelve years then, or even more. He is tall on his feet, and thin, thin, which is what keeps his soul going. Well, his face is clean. Curly hair, blue eyes. At first they took him as a Cossack servant at the manor's house: give him a snuff box, give him a handkerchief, run somewhere, and so on. Only this orphan did not have the talent for such a task. Other boys climb like vines in such and such places. A little something - to the hood: what do you order? And this Danilko will hide in a corner, stare at some painting, or even at a piece of jewelry, and just stand there. They shout at him, but he doesn’t even listen. They beat me, of course, at first, then they waved their hand:

- Some kind of blessed one! Slug! Such a good servant will not make.

They still didn’t give me a job at a factory or at a mountain - the place was very runny, there wouldn’t be enough for a week. The clerk put him in assistant grazing. And here Danilko didn’t fare well. The little guy is extremely diligent, but he always makes mistakes. Everyone seems to be thinking about something. He stares at a blade of grass, and the cows are over there! The old gentle shepherd was caught, felt sorry for the orphan, and at the same time he cursed:

- What will come of you, Danilko? You will destroy yourself, and you will also put my old back in harm’s way. Where is this good? What are you even thinking about?

- I myself, grandpa, don’t know... So... about nothing... I stared a little. A bug was crawling along a leaf. She herself is blue, and from under her wings she has a yellowish look peeking out, and the leaf is wide... Along the edges the teeth, like frills, are curved. Here it looks darker, but the middle is very green, they just painted it exactly... And the bug is crawling...

- Well, aren’t you a fool, Danilko? Is it your job to sort out insects? She crawls and crawls, but your job is to look after the cows. Look at me, get this nonsense out of your head, or I’ll tell the clerk!

Danilushka was given one thing. He learned to play the horn - what an old man! Purely based on music. In the evening, when the cows are brought in, the women ask:

- Play a song, Danilushko.

He will start playing. And the songs are all unfamiliar. Either the forest is noisy, or the stream is murmuring, the birds are calling to each other in all sorts of voices, but it turns out well. Women began to greet Danilushka a lot for those songs. Whoever will mend a thread, whoever will cut a piece of canvas, who will sew a new shirt. There is no talk about a piece - everyone strives to give more and sweeter. The old shepherd also liked Danilushkov’s songs. Only here, too, something went a little wrong. Danilushko will start playing and forget everything, even if there are no cows. It was during this game that trouble befell him.

Danilushko, apparently, began to play, and the old man dozed off a little. They lost a few cows. As they began to gather for the pasture, they looked - one was gone, the other was gone. They rushed to look, but where are you? They grazed near Yelnichnaya... This is a very wolf-like place, desolate... They only found one little cow. They drove the herd home... So and so - they talked about it. Well, they also ran from the factory - they went looking for him, but they didn’t find him.

The reprisal then, we know what it was like. For any guilt, show your back. Unfortunately, there was another cow from the clerk's yard. Don't expect any descent here. First they stretched the old man, then it came to Danilushka, but he was skinny and scrawny. The Lord's executioner even made a slip of the tongue.

“Someone,” he says, “will fall asleep in one go, or even lose his soul altogether.”

Still, he hit - he didn’t regret it, but Danilushko remained silent. The executioner suddenly in a row is silent, the third is silent. The executioner then became enraged, let’s go bald from all over, and he himself shouted:

- What a patient person he was! Now I know where to put him if he remains alive.

Danilushko took a rest. Grandma Vikhorikha stood him up. There was, they say, an old lady like that. Instead of a doctor in our factories, she had great fame. I knew the power in herbs: some from teeth, some from stress, some from aches... Well, everything is as it is. I myself collected those herbs at the very time when which herb had full strength. From such herbs and roots I prepared tinctures, boiled decoctions and mixed them with ointments.

Danilushka had a good life with this grandmother Vikhorikha. The old lady, hey, is affectionate and talkative, and she has dried herbs and roots and all sorts of flowers hung all over the hut. Danilushko is curious about herbs - what’s the name of this one? where does it grow? what flower? The old lady tells him.

Prokopich lived alone. His wife died a long time ago. Old lady Mitrofanovna, one of his neighbors, took care of his household. In the mornings she went to cook, cook something, clean up the hut, and in the evenings Prokopyich himself managed what he needed.

After eating, Prokopich said:

- Lie down on the bench over there!

Danilushko took off his shoes, put his knapsack under his head, covered himself with a string, shivered a little - you see, it was cold in the hut in the autumn, but he soon fell asleep. Prokopich also lay down, but could not sleep: he couldn’t get the conversation about the malachite pattern out of his head. He tossed and turned, got up, lit a candle and went to the machine - let’s try on this malachite board this way and that. It will close one edge, another... it will add a margin, it will subtract it. He’ll put it this way, turn it the other way, and it turns out that the boy understood the pattern better.

- Here's the Underfeeder for you! - Prokopich is amazed. “Nothing yet, but I pointed it out to the old master.” What a peephole! What a peephole!

He quietly went into the closet and brought out a pillow and a large sheepskin coat. He slipped a pillow under Danilushka’s head and covered it with a sheepskin coat:

- Sleep, big-eyed!

But he didn’t wake up, he just turned on the other side, stretched out under his sheepskin coat - he felt warm - and let’s whistle lightly with his nose. Prokopich did not have his own guys, this Danilushko fell to his heart. The master is standing there, admiring it, and Danilushko, you know, whistles and sleeps peacefully. Prokopich's concern is how to get this boy properly on his feet, so that he is not so skinny and unhealthy.

Prokopich even started to cry, it was so close to his heart.

“Son,” he says, “darling, Danilushko... What else I know, I’ll tell you everything... I won’t hide it...

Only from that time on, Danilushka did not have a comfortable life. The clerk sent for him the next day and began giving him work for the lesson. First, of course, something simpler: plaques, what women wear, little boxes. Then it all started: there were different candlesticks and decorations. There we reached the carving. Leaves and petals, patterns and flowers. After all, they, the malachite workers, are a messy business. It’s just a trivial thing, but how long has he been sitting on it! So Danilushko grew up doing this work.

And when he carved a sleeve - a snake - from a solid stone, the clerk recognized him as a master. I wrote to Barin about this:

“So and so, we have a new malachite master - Danilko Nedokormish. It works well, but due to its youth it is still quiet. Will you order him to remain in class or, like Prokopyich, to be released on quitrent?”

Danilushko did not work quietly, but surprisingly deftly and quickly. It’s Prokopich who really got the knack here. The clerk will ask Danilushka what lesson for five days, and Prokopich will go and say:

- Not because of this. This kind of work takes half a month. The guy is studying. If you hurry, the stone will only serve no purpose.

Well, the clerk will argue how many, and you see, he will add more days. Danilushko and worked without strain. I even learned to read and write little by little from the clerk. So, just a little, but still I understood how to read and write. Prokopich was also good at this. When he himself gets the hang of doing Danilushka’s clerk’s lessons, only Danilushko did not allow this:

- What you! What are you doing, uncle! Is it your job to sit at the machine for me?

Look, your beard has turned green from malachite, your health has begun to deteriorate, but what am I doing?

The rent given to Danilushka was trivial, he did not order the guy to take it from Prokopich - maybe the two of them would sooner come up with something new. When I wrote, I sent the drawing. There is also a bowl drawn with all sorts of things. There is a carved border along the rim, a stone ribbon with a through pattern on the waist, and leaves on the footrest. In a word, invented. And on the drawing the master signed: “Let him sit for at least five years, and so that something like this is done exactly.”

Here the clerk had to go back on his word. He announced that the master had written it, sent Danilushka to Prokopich and gave him the drawing.

Danilushko approached this watcher, and then the malachite was turned out. The large stone cannot be carried by hand, and it looks like it’s been shaped like a bush. Danilushko began to examine this find. Everything is as he needs: the color underneath is thicker, the veins are in the very places where it is required... Well, everything is as it is... Danilushko was delighted, quickly ran after the horse, brought the stone home, and said to Prokopich:

- Look, what a stone! Exactly on purpose for my work. Now I’ll do it quickly. Then get married. That's right, Katenka has been waiting for me. Yes, it’s not easy for me either. This is the only work that keeps me going. I wish I could finish it soon!

Well, Danilushko set to work on that stone. He knows neither day nor night. But Prokopich remains silent. Maybe the guy will calm down, he'll be happy. The work is progressing well. The bottom of the stone was finished. As it is, listen, a datura bush. The leaves are wide in a bunch, teeth, veins - everything could not have been better, Prokopich even says - it’s a living flower, you can even touch it with your hand. Well, as soon as I got to the top, there was a blockade. The stem has been chiseled out, the side leaves are thin - as soon as they hold on! A cup like that of a Datura flower, or else... It became not alive and lost its beauty. Danilushko lost sleep here. He sits over this bowl of his, figuring out how to fix it, how to do it better. Prokopich and the other craftsmen who came in to have a look are amazed - what else does the guy need? The cup came out - no one had made anything like this, but he felt bad. The guy will wash himself off, he needs to be treated. Katya hears what people are saying and she begins to cry. This brought Danilushka to his senses.

“Okay,” he says, “I won’t do it again.” Apparently, I can’t rise higher, I can’t catch the power of the stone. - And let’s hurry up with the wedding.

Well, why rush, if the bride had everything ready a long time ago. We set a day. Danilushko cheered up. I told the clerk about the cup. He came running and looked - what a thing! I wanted to send this cup to the master now, but Danilushko said:

- Wait a little, there is some finishing touches.

It was autumn time. The wedding happened right around the Snake Festival. By the way, someone mentioned this - soon the snakes will all gather in one place. Danilushko took these words into account. I remembered again the conversations about the malachite flower. So he was drawn: “Shouldn’t I go last time to Snake Hill? Don’t I recognize anything there?” - and he remembered about the stone: “After all, it was as it should be! And the voice at the mine... spoke about Snake Hill.”

So Danilushko went! The ground had already begun to freeze, and there was a dusting of snow. Danilushko went up to the twist where he took the stone, and looked, and in that place there was a large pothole, as if the stone had been broken. Danilushko didn’t think about who was breaking the stone and walked into a pothole. “I’ll sit,” he thinks, “I’ll rest behind the wind. It's warmer here." He looks at one wall and sees a serovik stone, like a chair. Danilushko sat down here, lost in thought, looked at the ground, and still that stone flower was not coming out of his head. “I wish I could take a look!” Only suddenly it became warm, exactly summer returned. Danilushko raised his head, and opposite, against the other wall, the Mistress of the Copper Mountain was sitting. By her beauty and by her malachite dress, Danilushko immediately recognized her. All he thinks is:

“Maybe it seems to me, but in reality there is no one.” He sits and is silent, looking at the place where the Mistress is, and as if he sees nothing. She is also silent, seemingly lost in thought. Then he asks:

- Well, Danilo-master, your dope cup didn’t come out?

“I didn’t come out,” he answers.

- Don’t hang your head! Try something else. The stone will be for you according to your thoughts.

“No,” he answers, “I can’t do it anymore.” I'm exhausted and it doesn't work out. Show me the stone flower.

“It’s easy to show,” he says, “but you’ll regret it later.”

- Won’t you let me out of the mountain?

- Why won’t I let you go! The road is open, but they are only turning towards me.

- Show me, do me a favor! She also persuaded him:

- Maybe you can try to achieve it yourself! — I also mentioned Prokopyich: —

He felt sorry for you, now it’s your turn to feel sorry for him. - She reminded me about the bride: - The girl dotes on you, but you look the other way.

“I know,” Danilushko shouts, “but I can’t live without a flower.” Show me!

“When this happens,” he says, “let’s go, Danilo the Master, to my garden.”

She said and stood up. Then something rustled, like an earthen scree. Danilushko looks, but there are no walls. The trees are tall, but not like those in our forests, but made of stone. Some are marble, some are made of coiled stone... Well, all sorts... Only alive, with branches, with leaves. They sway in the wind and kick, like someone tossing pebbles. Below there is grass, also made of stone. Azure, red... different... The sun is not visible, but it is light, like before sunset. Between the trees, golden snakes flutter as if dancing. The light comes from them.

And then that girl led Danilushka to a large clearing. The earth here is like simple clay, and on it the bushes are black as velvet. On these bushes there are large green malachite bells and in each there is an antimony star. The fire bees sparkle above those flowers, and the stars tinkle subtly and sing evenly.

- Well, Danilo-master, have you looked? - asks the Mistress.

“You won’t find,” Danilushko answers, “a stone to do something like that.”

“If you had thought of it yourself, I would have given you such a stone, but now I can’t.” —

She said and waved her hand. There was a noise again, and Danilushko found himself on the same stone, in the same hole. The wind just whistles. Well, you know, autumn.

Well, we talked a little more, then Prokopich fell asleep again. And Danilushko lay down, but he couldn’t sleep. He turned and turned, got up again, lit the fire, looked at the bowls, and approached Prokopyich. I stood here over the old man and sighed...

Then he took the ballodka and gasped at the dope flower - it just stung. But he didn’t move that bowl, according to the master’s drawing! He just spat in the middle and ran out. So from that time on, Danilushka could not be found.

Those who said that he had made up his mind died in the forest, and those who said again - the Mistress took him as a mountain foreman.