Предмет: Литература, автор: trofimofff2010

Главн.мысль рассказа Про Римму Лебедеву

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Автор ответа: ntt2008

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Главная мысль-никогда нельзя опускать руки и жить прошлым.Жизнь продолжается,надо идти вперёд,преодолевая прошлое,каким бы оно не было!Римма не хотела учится,прикрываясь прошлым,но она сама поняла,необходимо идти вперёд,оставив лишь в памяти ужасные события войны.Начала нормально учится,думать о будущем,серьёзней относится к самой себе.

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