What is the allegorical meaning of Mikhalkov's fable mushrooms. Moral of the fable "Mushrooms"
His impudent appearance caught everyone's eye:
Look at me! There is no more noticeable toadstool!
Well, how beautiful I am! Beautiful and poisonous!
A Porcini in the shade under the Christmas tree he was silent.
And that's why no one noticed him...
Moral of the fable "Mushrooms"
“And the White Mushroom was silent in the shade under the Christmas tree.And that’s why no one noticed him...”
This short but pithy fable shows that selfish and mediocre people praise themselves, but talented and modest people do not declare themselves, because their merits are known to everyone.
Analysis of the fable "Mushrooms"
Fly agaric is a noticeable mushroom with expressive coloring, but for all its attractiveness, it is poisonous.
Intelligent nature endowed him with a bright hat in order to warn people of danger. Red is a threat.
The White Mushroom is invisible, being in the shadow of the Christmas tree, but it is a royal mushroom, noble, the most delicious, aromatic and nutritious. Its value is known to everyone.
Pleasant external data is not at all a confirmation of the depth of soul, sensitivity and responsiveness of character, decency and kindness.
How often does it happen that the first acquaintance with a person is deceptive. Before forming any opinion, it is necessary to take a closer look at the person, get to know him, and understand the richness of his inner world.
Narcissistic people love to praise themselves. Good people value their values; they are modest, decent and taciturn.
The fables of Sergei Vladimirovich Mikhalkov are a good example of the external brevity of the verse and its deep internal philosophy. Choosing the fable genre, the author in a short six-line poem expressed the indisputable truth that external attractiveness does not indicate a person’s golden character and certainly was not a measure of the value of his personality
Outwardly bright, exceptionally elegant, far noticeable in a clearing, the Fly Agaric will never cease to be an ordinary toadstool, a useless and harmful mushroom among others surrounding it. But the loud pseudo-beauty of the Fly Agaric is very dangerous: by attracting the attention of inexperienced mushroom pickers and some animals, it poses a threat to their health. In her wise decision, Mother Nature gave Fly Agaric an elegant hat not to attract people and animals to him. Against, appearance a beautiful mushroom is intended to warn: “I am dangerous, avoid me!”
Behind visible part The fable plot contains a hidden life rule - not to trust people who extol their physical beauty over decency and kindness.
Mikhalkov clearly uses the technique of opposition in the fable when he brings up the image of the noble White Mushroom, shyly quiet under the Christmas tree. This fragment successfully illustrates the hidden meaning folk wisdom: "Silence is gold". But why was such taciturnity always highly valued among the people? It is no secret that it is often idle talkers, fools and superficial people who turn out to be talkative. But a sage never imposes his opinion on others and patiently watches how recklessly the universal stupidity exposes itself. And the position “behind the scenes” for the White Mushroom means safety for him (none of the mushroom pickers and animals touch him, saving his life under the sun). The world knows many cases where excessive talkativeness threatened people with mortal danger. That is why the author and the reader treat the humble White Mushroom with great respect.
Not a single detail of the fable text, not a single one of the author’s conclusions, will be hidden from an attentive reader who knows how to penetrate between the lines. The author seems to invite the reader to try on the fashionable attire of the Fly Agaric and the modest rags of the White Mushroom, deciding what is closer to him: arrogant idle talk or silent wisdom. It is important for a person to understand what he is like, whether he is beautiful in soul, or whether his beautiful clothes hide moral ugliness, which repels and frightens everyone who is nearby.
The moral of Mikhalkov's fable is obvious, but dual: on the one hand, wise silence is a guarantee of personal peace, but, on the other hand, it is often the reason for unjust oblivion. This leads to another life irony: by now, smart people It is often incredibly difficult to achieve success in life; they need the help of strong people who are most adapted to reality. In this sense, Mikhalkov’s Fly Agaric in the fable “Mushrooms” significantly outperforms the White Mushroom, and this happens inevitably, to the author’s great regret...
A bright fly agaric grew among a forest clearing.
His impudent appearance caught everyone's eye:
- Look at me! There is no more noticeable toadstool!
Well, how beautiful I am! Beautiful and poisonous!
And the White Mushroom was silent in the shade under the Christmas tree.
And that's why no one noticed him...
Moral of the fable "Mushrooms"
About the fact that good looks are not confirmation at all good character in humans - the main idea of the moral of the fable Mushrooms by Sergei Mikhalkov. Indeed, fly agaric is a very noticeable and bright mushroom, but not tasty and healthy, but poisonous. Wise nature endowed him with a bright hat not so that everyone would think that he was good inside, but, on the contrary, to warn of his danger.
In human society, everything is similar - sometimes people with a beautiful appearance and a pleasant voice are not at all kind and decent. However, it often happens that seeing a beautiful face, figure, tastefully selected shoes and clothes, as well as a well-trained voice and smooth speech, everyone around believes that this person is kind and sweet inside.
However, more often than not this is not the case at all. And before forming any opinion about a new acquaintance, you need to take a closer look, what is he like inside, is it only his appearance that is important to a person, or is he also beautiful on the inside?
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