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Now silver winter has come, Covering the clean field with white snow.Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva (1878-1964) - Russian and Soviet poetess and writer. Author of the lyrics of the song “A Christmas tree was born in the forest.”
Little is known about the life of Raisa Kudasheva. She graduated from the M. B. Pussel Women's Gymnasium. She served as a governess for Prince Kudashev and later married him. According to reviews from relatives, she had a teaching gift. She worked as a teacher, and in Soviet times as a librarian for several decades.
Since childhood I wrote poetry. The first essay appeared in print in 1896 (the poem “To a Stream” in the magazine “Malyutka”). Since then, Kudasheva’s poems and children’s fairy tales began to appear on the pages of many children’s magazines, such as “Malyutka”, “Firefly”, “Snowdrop”, “Solnyshko” under the pseudonyms “A. E", "A. Er", "R. TO.". “I didn’t want to be famous, but I couldn’t help but write,” she later said.
In 1899, Kudasheva’s story “Leri” was published in the magazine “Russian Thought”, which remained her only work for adults. The story tells about the adolescence and youth of a girl from a noble family, her first great love for a brilliant officer.
In December 1903, in the New Year's issue of the magazine "Malyutka" the poem "Yolka" was published, signed with the pseudonym "A. E." The poem, set to music two years later by Leonid Bekman, gained nationwide fame, but the name of its true author remained unknown for a long time. Raisa Adamovna did not know that “Yolochka” became a song. Only in 1921, completely by accident, while she was traveling on a train, did she hear a girl singing her “Yolochka”. The poem was republished again just before the start of the war in 1941 in the collection “Yolka” (M.-L.: Detizdat, 1941). The compiler of the collection, Esther Emden, specifically sought out the author of the poem and indicated Kudasheva’s surname in the text.
There is a legend that Kudasheva’s authorship was revealed upon joining the USSR Writers’ Union. According to one version, one day an elderly woman knocked on Maxim Gorky’s office and said that she would like to join his organization. When Gorky asked what she had written, the woman replied: “Only thin children’s books.”
To this Gorky replied that his organization only accepts serious authors who have written novels and stories. “No, no,” the woman answered and walked towards the exit, and then turned around and asked: “Have you heard at least one of my poems?” and read the famous lines to Gorky: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest, it grew in the forest, it was slender and green in winter and summer.”
Having heard these lines, Gorky immediately accepted Kudasheva into the Writers' Union. According to another version, this story happened to Alexander Fadeev. Fadeev asked: “So you wrote this?” And he began to remember where it was published and how he read these poems for the first time and cried, as all children cry when they reach the last lines of a poem. He summoned his employees and ordered that the author be immediately registered with the Writers' Union and provide her with all possible assistance.
In total, Raisa Kudasheva published about 200 songs and stories, fairy tales and books of poetry: “Sled-scooters”, “Stepka-Rashka”, “Cockerel in Trouble”, “Granny-Fun and the Dog Boom”... Since 1948, after a many-year break, they began to be published again collections of her works: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest...”, “Christmas tree”, “Lesovichki”, “Cockerel” and others.
Fame and recognition came to the writer only in the late 1950s, when she was already in her seventh decade.
WINTER SONG
Winter has come
silver,
Covered with white snow
the field is clean.
Daytime skating with children
everything is rolling
At night in the snowy lights
crumbles...
Writes a pattern in the windows
ice-pin
And knocking on our yard
with a fresh Christmas tree.
Kustodiev B M Winter. 1916
NEW YEAR TREE
Shaggy branches bend
Down to the children's heads;
Rich beads shine
Overflow of lights;
Ball hides behind ball,
And star after star,
Light threads are rolling,
Like golden rain...
Play, have fun
The children have gathered here
And to you, beautiful spruce,
They sing their song.
Everything is ringing and growing
Goloskov children's choir,
And, sparkling, it sways
The Christmas tree is a magnificent decoration.
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest
Slim in winter and summer,
it was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
"Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!"
Frost covered with snow:
"Make sure you don't freeze!"
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
The nuts in them glitter gilded...
Who is not welcome here, green spruce?..
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner.
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood,
There's an old man on the wood.
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here you are, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday.
And lots and lots of joy
I brought it for the kids.
Sing more cheerfully and friendly, children!
The tree will soon bow its branches.
Choose what you like...
Oh, thank you, beautiful spruce!..
THE GOOSE IS MISSING
Geese walk in the morning
Across the wide yard
They worry, they scream,
The goslings won't count...
"Ga-ha-ga! Go-go-go-go!
There is no gosling alone..."
- “Didn’t he run into the woods?” -
The cockerel tells them.
- “No; wasn’t it carried away by a kite?” -
Duck argues - flat nose.
And the turkey: “You idiots!
Look near the water."
The white geese have converged
We trudged along the road.
The black raven has arrived
He sat higher up on the fence:
"Karry-karr! I saw it myself,
The wolf ran like a gosling."
How can we help the trouble now?
Geese with grief - march to the water
And they set off on the waves...
Lo and behold, the gosling is there too!
The geese began to cackle at once:
"How dare you leave us?"
And the gosling: “Ho-ho-ho!
Water is my favorite"
A Christmas tree was born in the forest (song version)
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest.
Slim in winter and summer,
It was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
“Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!”
Frost covered with snow:
“Make sure you don’t freeze!”
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood
A man on the woodwork
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here she is, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday,
And much, much joy
I brought it for the kids.
Words by Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva,
music by Leonid Karlovich Bekman.
TROUBLE COCK
By the river above the water
The tower was built
There with my sister hen
There lived a brother cockerel.
Winter is already turning silver,
There was ice on the river.
“What a nice ride,”
Thought the Cockerel.
Sister forbade
Ride the Cockerel
And she didn’t even let me in
Walk along the shore.
I watched him closely,
Scarecrow Cockerel:
"You'll slip down the hill there,
And the river is deep."
Sister on her birthday
I was expecting guests,
And she had to prepare a lot of treats.
She's standing by the stove
And fries pies
And the brother rushed to the river,
Grabbing your skates.
He barely rolled
And he sang: “Crow!”, Yu
How the ice suddenly broke...
Oh, woe to the Cockerel!
Can't move
Like a key, it goes to the bottom.
-Oh oh! Save me, sister!
Oh, little chicken, I'm drowning!
My sister runs to the cry,
And the guests follow her:
Magpie, Goose, Tit,
Bullfinch and Sparrow.
They have a lot of difficulty
the prankster was saved
Covered with a blanket
And they took us on a sled.
I came to see the patient
Scientist Doctor Goose.
"There is no great harm here,
I undertake to cure."
Let him drink aspirin
Twelve powders
Wash it down with tea and raspberries
And he will be healthy."
(Variations of the last quatrain, considered lost)
The guests sat down at the table
They were served a pie...
He looked at them with sadness
Poor cockerel.
The guests sat down at the table
They were served pie
The patient lies in bed
Poor cockerel.
Autumn days have come;
The kids have grown up this summer...
It's enough to play around at home,
Time to go to school!
Bags, books - right there!
The children are crying and not going:
“What we knew, we forgot everything
And they didn’t repeat the poems!
The lesson drags on for a long time
And the teacher is very strict!..”
The day has passed... They are running in a crowd
Our schoolchildren are home.
Everyone is happy, cheerful:
- Oh, how nicely we learned!
- I read two fairy tales!..
- I counted all the fingers!..
- I wrote everything in a notebook!
- I copied a horse!..
- Tomorrow we will go again,
How not to oversleep!
At Grandma's Zabavushka
The dog Boom lived
One day boomu grandma
I baked some cakes.
- Here, Boom, take the plate,
Let's go with you to the buffet...
They look, and the mice have eaten everything,
There are no more cakes.
1906
Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva (1878-1964) - Russian and Soviet poetess and writer. Author of the lyrics of the song “A Christmas tree was born in the forest.”
Little is known about the life of Raisa Kudasheva. She graduated from the M. B. Pussel Women's Gymnasium. She served as a governess for Prince Kudashev and later married him. According to reviews from relatives, she had a teaching gift. She worked as a teacher, and in Soviet times as a librarian for several decades.
Since childhood I wrote poetry. The first essay appeared in print in 1896 (the poem “To a Stream” in the magazine “Malyutka”). Since then, Kudasheva’s poems and children’s fairy tales began to appear on the pages of many children’s magazines, such as “Malyutka”, “Firefly”, “Snowdrop”, “Solnyshko” under the pseudonyms “A. E", "A. Er", "R. TO.". “I didn’t want to be famous, but I couldn’t help but write,” she later said.
In 1899, Kudasheva’s story “Leri” was published in the magazine “Russian Thought”, which remained her only work for adults. The story tells about the adolescence and youth of a girl from a noble family, her first great love for a brilliant officer.
In December 1903, in the New Year's issue of the magazine "Malyutka" the poem "Yolka" was published, signed with the pseudonym "A. E." The poem, set to music two years later by Leonid Bekman, gained nationwide fame, but the name of its true author remained unknown for a long time. Raisa Adamovna did not know that “Yolochka” became a song. Only in 1921, completely by accident, while she was traveling on a train, did she hear a girl singing her “Yolochka”. The poem was republished again just before the start of the war in 1941 in the collection “Yolka” (M.-L.: Detizdat, 1941). The compiler of the collection, Esther Emden, specifically sought out the author of the poem and indicated Kudasheva’s surname in the text.
There is a legend that Kudasheva’s authorship was revealed upon joining the USSR Writers’ Union. According to one version, one day an elderly woman knocked on Maxim Gorky’s office and said that she would like to join his organization. When Gorky asked what she had written, the woman replied: “Only thin children’s books.”
To this Gorky replied that his organization only accepts serious authors who have written novels and stories. “No, no,” the woman answered and walked towards the exit, and then turned around and asked: “Have you heard at least one of my poems?” and read the famous lines to Gorky: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest, it grew in the forest, it was slender and green in winter and summer.”
Having heard these lines, Gorky immediately accepted Kudasheva into the Writers' Union. According to another version, this story happened to Alexander Fadeev. Fadeev asked: “So you wrote this?” And he began to remember where it was published and how he read these poems for the first time and cried, as all children cry when they reach the last lines of a poem. He summoned his employees and ordered that the author be immediately registered with the Writers' Union and provide her with all possible assistance.
In total, Raisa Kudasheva published about 200 songs and stories, fairy tales and books of poetry: “Sled-scooters”, “Stepka-Rashka”, “Cockerel in Trouble”, “Granny-Fun and the Dog Boom”... Since 1948, after a many-year break, they began to be published again collections of her works: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest...”, “Christmas tree”, “Lesovichki”, “Cockerel” and others.
Fame and recognition came to the writer only in the late 1950s, when she was already in her seventh decade.
WINTER SONG
Winter has come
silver,
Covered with white snow
the field is clean.
Daytime skating with children
everything is rolling
At night in the snowy lights
crumbles...
Writes a pattern in the windows
ice-pin
And knocking on our yard
with a fresh Christmas tree.
Kustodiev B M Winter. 1916
NEW YEAR TREE
Shaggy branches bend
Down to the children's heads;
Rich beads shine
Overflow of lights;
Ball hides behind ball,
And star after star,
Light threads are rolling,
Like golden rain...
Play, have fun
The children have gathered here
And to you, beautiful spruce,
They sing their song.
Everything is ringing and growing
Goloskov children's choir,
And, sparkling, it sways
The Christmas tree is a magnificent decoration.
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest
Slim in winter and summer,
it was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
"Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!"
Frost covered with snow:
"Make sure you don't freeze!"
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
The nuts in them glitter gilded...
Who is not welcome here, green spruce?..
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner.
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood,
There's an old man on the wood.
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here you are, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday.
And lots and lots of joy
I brought it for the kids.
Sing more cheerfully and friendly, children!
The tree will soon bow its branches.
Choose what you like...
Oh, thank you, beautiful spruce!..
THE GOOSE IS MISSING
Geese walk in the morning
Across the wide yard
They worry, they scream,
The goslings won't count...
"Ga-ha-ga! Go-go-go-go!
There is no gosling alone..."
- “Didn’t he run into the woods?” -
The cockerel tells them.
- “No; wasn’t it carried away by a kite?” -
Duck argues - flat nose.
And the turkey: “You idiots!
Look near the water."
The white geese have converged
We trudged along the road.
The black raven has arrived
He sat higher up on the fence:
"Karry-karr! I saw it myself,
The wolf ran like a gosling."
How can we help the trouble now?
Geese with grief - march to the water
And they set off on the waves...
Lo and behold, the gosling is there too!
The geese began to cackle at once:
"How dare you leave us?"
And the gosling: “Ho-ho-ho!
Water is my favorite"
A Christmas tree was born in the forest (song version)
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest.
Slim in winter and summer,
It was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
“Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!”
Frost covered with snow:
“Make sure you don’t freeze!”
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood
A man on the woodwork
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here she is, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday,
And much, much joy
I brought it for the kids.
Words by Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva,
music by Leonid Karlovich Bekman.
TROUBLE COCK
By the river above the water
The tower was built
There with my sister hen
There lived a brother cockerel.
Winter is already turning silver,
There was ice on the river.
“What a nice ride,”
Thought the Cockerel.
Sister forbade
Ride the Cockerel
And she didn’t even let me in
Walk along the shore.
I watched him closely,
Scarecrow Cockerel:
"You'll slip down the hill there,
And the river is deep."
Sister on her birthday
I was expecting guests,
And she had to prepare a lot of treats.
She's standing by the stove
And fries pies
And the brother rushed to the river,
Grabbing your skates.
He barely rolled
And he sang: “Crow!”, Yu
How the ice suddenly broke...
Oh, woe to the Cockerel!
Can't move
Like a key, it goes to the bottom.
-Oh oh! Save me, sister!
Oh, little chicken, I'm drowning!
My sister runs to the cry,
And the guests follow her:
Magpie, Goose, Tit,
Bullfinch and Sparrow.
They have a lot of difficulty
the prankster was saved
Covered with a blanket
And they took us on a sled.
I came to see the patient
Scientist Doctor Goose.
"There is no great harm here,
I undertake to cure."
Let him drink aspirin
Twelve powders
Wash it down with tea and raspberries
And he will be healthy."
(Variations of the last quatrain, considered lost)
The guests sat down at the table
They were served a pie...
He looked at them with sadness
Poor cockerel.
The guests sat down at the table
They were served pie
The patient lies in bed
Poor cockerel.
Autumn days have come;
The kids have grown up this summer...
It's enough to play around at home,
Time to go to school!
Bags, books - right there!
The children are crying and not going:
“What we knew, we forgot everything
And they didn’t repeat the poems!
The lesson drags on for a long time
And the teacher is very strict!..”
The day has passed... They are running in a crowd
Our schoolchildren are home.
Everyone is happy, cheerful:
- Oh, how nicely we learned!
- I read two fairy tales!..
- I counted all the fingers!..
- I wrote everything in a notebook!
- I copied a horse!..
- Tomorrow we will go again,
How not to oversleep!
At Grandma's Zabavushka
The dog Boom lived
One day boomu grandma
I baked some cakes.
- Here, Boom, take the plate,
Let's go with you to the buffet...
They look, and the mice have eaten everything,
There are no more cakes.
1906
Winter has come
Silver,
Covered with white snow
The field is clean.
Daytime skating with children
Everything is rolling;
At night in the snowy lights
It's falling apart.
Writes a pattern in the windows
Ice-pin
And knocking on our yard
With a fresh Christmas tree.
He will come to us New Year,
Will start a round dance,
Voices will ring
The eyes will sparkle.
Without Santa Claus
Snowflakes don't fly
Without Santa Claus
The patterns don't shine...
Without Santa Claus
And the trees don't burn,
And there is no frost
Fun for the guys.
Who's come? What did you bring?
We know: Santa Claus,
Grandfather with a gray beard -
He is our dear guest.
He will light the Christmas tree for us,
He will sing songs with us.
(E. Blaginina)
Christmas tree
- Christmas tree, Christmas tree,prickly needle
Where did you grow up?
- In the forest.
- What did you see?
- Fox.
- What's in the forest?
- Frost.
Bare birches,
Wolves and bears -
That's all the neighbors.
- And here on New Year’s Eve
Everyone sings a song.
(M. Evensen)
New Year
Children are happy, tomorrow is New Year. This means Santa Claus will come soon.
He will put up a Christmas tree in the yard,
To make it fun for the kids.
He will decorate the windows in my room.
He will gather friends for a joyful holiday.
Tomorrow there will be games, bright lights.
The children will shout in unison: “Christmas tree, burn!”
Together with the Snow Maiden
Let's get into a round dance.
Oh, how wonderful
New Year holiday!
(A. Andreeva)
Christmas tree
Not a leaf, not a blade of grass!Our garden became quiet.
And birches and aspens
The boring ones stand.
Only one Christmas tree
Cheerful and green.
Apparently, she is not afraid of the cold,
Apparently she is brave.
(O. Vysotskaya)
The girls stood in a circle.
They stood up and fell silent.
Santa Claus lit the lights
On a tall tree.
There's a star at the top
Beads in two rows.
Let the Christmas tree not go out,
Let it always burn!
(A. Barto)
On skates
I rush like the wind on skatesAlong the forest edge...
Mittens on hands
Hat on top...
One-two! So I slipped...
One and two! Almost tumbled.
One-two! Keep your toes tight!
The ice crunched and quacked,
The wind is blowing from the right.
Christmas wolves! Full speed -
From pond to ditch...
One-two! Down a slippery slope...
One and two! Happy legs...
One-two! Onward and onward...
(S. Black)
Little Summer
The winter evening is long, long,There was a snowdrift outside the window.
And in the kitchen there is tea with raspberries,
It smells like apple pie.
There is no warmth and light in the sky,
But it’s warm and bright for us:
Like a little summer
It wandered into our kitchen.
(V. Orlov)
Winter
It's not too soon to be spring.Winter with bold strokes
Everything is like in a fairy tale or in a dream,
Covered with white flowers.
The lantern and wires are blooming,
The fence is like alabaster!
And the decrepit pillar, as never before,
Today it is cleaned with asters!
And all the fur is pure arctic fox,
All fur coats are now white...
Well, winter, well, tomboy!
So how did you do it?
And the snow today is golden,
By spring it will become tin...
Come on, hurry up, come on, follow me
To the juniper paths!
Come on, put on your skis,
Stop sitting on benches!
We run to the pine winter land
Towards snow butterflies!
(G. Vitez translation from Serbian by I. Tokmakova.)
Blanket
- Why, dear, does it snow in winter?- Nature weaves a blanket out of it!
- Blanket, mom? Why is it?!
- Without it, the ground would become cold!
- And who, dear, should look for warmth in her?!
- For those who will have to spend the winter:
Little seeds, grains of bread,
Roots of blades of grass, cereals and flowers.
(A. Korinfsky)
Ringing day
Today is a day from the sun,Frost spread across the branches,
And like a baby out of swaddling clothes,
Smoke reached to the heavens.
And runs away into the distance of the forest
A barely noticeable ski track,
And the sun gently kisses
And the snow, and the air, and me!
(G. Novitskaya)
New fur coat
He rushed into the forestFirst snow.
Asked
But overnight...
Scared
No joke
Began to try on
Bunny fur coat!
Without a needle
Without a tailor
The new fur coat is ready!
(G. Novitskaya)
Birch
There is a birch treeIn a cape,
Ringing on the branches
Fringe.
The easier it is
The softer the snowflakes -
The colder it gets
It's winter!
(G. Novitskaya)
Mittens
LostAt my sister's
Two fluffy mittens!
To mom
Tata complained:
-They galloped away like rabbits!
They galloped away
Straight into the forest.
Even a trace of them
Disappeared!
(G. Novitskaya)
Santa Claus puts all the bunnies under the Christmas tree
For a soft toy - a fluffy wolf.
Let every coward play the one
Who brings terror to him in the forest.
And each fox gets a new comb
For fashionable, shiny and red hairstyles.
So that there is no time for the bunnies to offend -
You have to keep your hair in order.
What does Santa Claus have in store for the bear cub?
A basket of raspberries? Honey from a barrel?
Left under a huge forest spruce
An alarm clock that will wake up the bear in the spring.
The most important of the guests
- Who is wearing a smart, warm fur coat?With a long white beard,
Comes to visit on New Year's Day,
Both ruddy and gray-haired?
He plays with us, dances,
It makes the holiday more fun!
- Santa Claus on our Christmas tree
The most important of the guests!
(I. Chernitskaya)
Walking the street
Santa Claus,
Frost is scattering
Along the branches of birch trees;
Walks with a beard
White is shaking,
Stomping his foot
There is only a crash.
(S. Drozhzhin)
***
Paper Santa Claus
And gray-haired and important,
With a beard and a bag,
With a wooden staff...
A whole year on the mezzanine
He lay in the dust, in captivity.
And now he's standing on a chair
He is under the tree, on guard -
New Year awaits.
- Quiet! Do you hear? It's coming!
(S. Pshenichnykh)
In defense of Santa Claus
My brother (he has outgrown me)Brings everyone to tears.
He told me that Santa Claus
Not Santa Claus at all!
He told me: “Don’t believe in him!”
But then the door itself opened,
And suddenly I see - grandfather enters.
He has a beard, wears a sheepskin coat,
Toe loop to the very toes!
He says: - Where is the Christmas tree? Do the children sleep?
With a big silver bag
Stands, covered in snow,
Grandfather in a fluffy hat.
And the older brother secretly repeats: “Yes, this is our neighbor!”
How can you not see: the nose is similar!
Both arms and back!
I answer: - Well then!
And you look like a grandmother, But you’re not her!
(A. Barto)
***
It has grown to my eyebrows,
He got into my felt boots.
They say he is Santa Claus
And he plays pranks like a little boy!
He ruined the water tap
In our washbasin.
They say he has a beard
And he plays pranks like a little boy!
He draws on glass
Palm trees, stars, skiffs.
They say he is a hundred years old
And he plays pranks like a little boy!
(E. Tarakhovskaya)
The most important of the guests
- Who is wearing a smart, warm fur coat?With a long white beard,
Comes to visit on New Year's Day,
Both ruddy and gray-haired?
He plays with us, dances,
It makes the holiday more fun!
- Santa Claus on our Christmas tree
The most important of the guests!
(I. Chernitskaya)
Walking the street
Santa Claus,
Frost is scattering
Along the branches of birch trees;
Walks with a beard
White is shaking,
Stomping his foot
There is only a crash.
(S. Drozhzhin)
***
Paper Santa Claus
And gray-haired and important,
With a beard and a bag,
With a wooden staff...
A whole year on the mezzanine
He lay in the dust, in captivity.
And now he's standing on a chair
He is under the tree, on guard -
New Year awaits.
- Quiet! Do you hear? It's coming!
(S. Pshenichnykh)
***
Santa Claus walked through the forest
Past the maples and birches,
Past the clearings, past the stumps,
I walked through the forest for eight days.
He walked through the forest -
I decorated the Christmas trees with beads.
On this New Year's night
He'll take them down for the boys.
There is silence in the clearings,
The yellow moon is shining.
All the trees are silver
Hares are dancing on the mountain,
The ice sparkles on the pond,
New Year is coming!
(Z. Alexandrova)
Happy New Year, my kindergarten!
With a ringing laugh, a good fairy taleToday the day began -
Everyone put on masks together,
Dancing and singing are not lazy!
This holiday is the brightest!
It only happens in winter.
Santa Claus brings gifts
Happy New Year, my kindergarten!
(T. Dashkova)
New Year's incident
Simple toys through the crackOne day we saw a Christmas tree:
“Let's decorate the Christmas tree!
Let’s climb onto the branches and sit down!”
The toys climbed onto the Christmas tree.
The monkey is already at the top.
The branch bent under Mishka,
I swayed a little under the Bunny.
Chickens hang like lanterns
Matryoshka dolls are like colorful balls...
"Hey, Christmas decorations,
Snow Maidens, stars, firecrackers,
Twisted, cast glass,
Silver, gold!
While you were collecting dust on the shelf,
We all ended up on the Christmas tree!
Now let's make the kids happy!
Oh, fathers! We're falling! We're falling!"
(V. Berestov)
There's frost outside the window
There's frost outside the windowYour own lace pattern,
White December swirled
New Year's chaos.
The house smells of fresh pine,
The house is clean and bright -
So it's New Year's holiday
The time has come for us to meet!
That's how it happens!
The New Year has come to visit us.And on the entrance door there is a code!
And the New Year was unfamiliar
With a sophisticated combination lock.
Stuck under the door for an hour,
Knocked, knocked twelve times
And turned into another entrance,
He stays with them and eats buns!
(G. Dyadina)
Christmas tree
If only we were at the Christmas treelegs,
She would run
Along the path.
She would dance
Together with us,
She would knock
Heels.
We'd be dizzy
There are toys on the Christmas tree -
Multi-colored lanterns,
Firecrackers.
We'd start spinning
Flags on the Christmas tree
From crimson, from silver
Papers.
We'd laugh
Matryoshka dolls on the Christmas tree
And they would clap for joy
In the palms.
Because at the gate
New Year is knocking!
New, new, young,
With a golden beard!
(K. Chukovsky)
Christmas tree
Christmas tree, Christmas tree, Christmas tree,prickly needle,
Lanterns, lights,
Golden fireflies,
Firecracker cannons,
Turning mills,
Ducks, pipes,
Crucian carp and fishing rods,
Lollipops, bells,
Two goats, three sheep,
Nut most of all -
All nuts are nuts!
Music, dancing, fun, close.
What will go to whom is unknown!
(E. Tarakhovskaya)
New Year
New YearSpruce branch
Back to the fairy tale
Beckons us.
They'll be counting down soon
Arrows
Your magic hour.
Gifts for everyone
Will definitely find
New Year
With new happiness
Soon soon
He will come to us!
Christmas tree
How beautiful the New Year tree is!How she dressed up - look!
Dress on a green Christmas tree,
Bright beads sparkle on the chest.
Our Christmas tree is tall and slender,
In the evening it will all sparkle
The sparkle of lights, and snowflakes, and stars,
Like a peacock's tail opening!
Christmas tree in your gold pockets
Hid a lot of different sweets
And she extended thick branches towards us,
It's like a hostess greeting guests.
You won't find a better tree anywhere!
With a good Christmas tree, the holiday is good!
(O. Vysotskaya)
The animals celebrated the New Year.
The animals led a round dance.
Around a green Christmas tree.
Both the Mole and the Hippopotamus danced,
And even evil Wolves!
The Porcupine also started dancing -
prickly needles,
And all - tremble,
And that's all - scream
And that's it - run away from the Christmas tree!
Look: at least he’s good! -
And he is trembling with fear!..
-But you won’t get through me! -
Said Che-re-pa-ha!
-We dance with a silver step,
But we’ll probably out-dance everyone!
What is New Year?
(Elena Mikhailova)
New Year
Soon, soon New Year!He's in a hurry, he's coming!
Knock on our doors:
Children, hello, I'm coming to you!
We are celebrating the holiday
Decorating the Christmas tree
Hanging toys
Balloons, crackers...
Santa Claus will come soon!
He will bring us gifts -
Apples, candies...
Santa Claus, where are you?
New Year
Are you waiting: when will he come?You'll wake up at dawn
Everything is as always, and New Year
It's been a long time!
Everything is the same from the Christmas tree branches
Tinsel is flowing down
And the red ball shines under her,
Gifted yesterday...
And the snow that fell overnight
Still so exactly white,
And last year's pie
It hasn't gotten stale yet!
(M. Boroditskaya)
Soon, soon New Year.
It's snowing outside the window.
The sparrows are trembling under the roof,
Misha sleeps sweetly in his den,
The frost crackles at night,
Pinches the finches' noses.
Christmas trees lined up in a row
Change forest outfit.
Hats, snow coats
The garlands are gold.
Soon, soon New Year.
Laughter, round dance at the Christmas tree.
Santa Claus with a big bag
He walks through the forests.
The stars shine brightly for him,
He has gifts in his bag.
Tangerines, oranges
For the children of the country of Russia.
Waffles, apples, lemons
And millions of nuts.
Hurry up, New Year,
The kids are already waiting.
(M. Azariyants)
Everything is new today:
Garden bench,
New cat
New janitor at the gate.
White moss on the Christmas tree -
Brand new, brand new!
The bullfinch sat on a twig -
Well, I'm a total newbie!
Isn't this something new?
Is there a path through the yard?
I'll run along it to the gate,
I'll give people the news.
- Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
With new happiness! - I say.
(Yu. Kushak)
New Year's
New Year is coming.What will he bring to people?
Everyone who works
who is honest, kind and brave,
let your wish come true,
whatever he wants.
A builder wants to build a house
to the delight of the new residents,
so that everyone stands in it
happy and cheerful.
What does a gardener dream of?
In his dreams the whole world blooms.
And people, looking at flowers,
become kinder.
May these glorious dreams
will be fulfilled soon.
(E. Serova)
What is New Year?
It's the other way around:
Christmas trees are growing in the room,
Squirrels don’t gnaw cones,
Hares next to a wolf
On a prickly tree!
The rain is also not easy,
It's golden on New Year's Day,
It shines as much as it can,
Doesn't wet anyone
Even Santa Claus
No one's nose stings.
Christmas tree
Come on, Christmas tree, brighten upShine with lights.
We invited guests
Have fun with us.
Along the paths, in the snow,
Through the forest meadows
Came to visit us on holiday
Long-eared bunny.
And behind him - look, everyone! -
Red fox.
The fox also wanted
Have fun with us.
Waddles
Clubfoot bear.
He brings honey as a gift
And a big shot.
Come on, Christmas tree, brighten up
Shine with lights.
So that the paws of animals
They danced themselves.
(M. Klokova)
New Year's Birth
I flew into the distance on a troikaQueen of the Snow.
And threw on a veil
Boundless fields.
The snow swirls behind the sleigh,
Fireworks reflections.
Today the New Year will be born
In a silvery scattering.
And the feather beds are shaking
Grandmother-blizzard.
Snow is floating over the city,
It spreads with white down.
Very good old year
He's coming down the street towards you,
He gives gifts to everyone,
Let the children admire it.
With a Christmas tree he summed it up
Last year's matter
Helped to ascend the throne
New Year's grandson.
(G. Rukosueva)
The Christmas tree is lit with lights
The Christmas tree is lit with lights,There are blue shadows underneath,
Spiny needles
It's like there's frost in the white.
She thawed in the warmth,
Straightened the needles
And with funny songs
We came to our Christmas tree.
Multi-colored toys
They hung it on it for us,
And we look at the Christmas tree,
And we have fun today.
The lights on the tree are bright
Lights up everywhere
In all the houses, all over the country
The guys are smiling.
(L. Nekrasova)
Is New Year falling from the sky?
Or is it coming from the forest?
Or from a snowdrift
New Year is coming out?
He probably lived like a snowflake
On some star
Or was he hiding behind a piece of fluff?
Frost in his beard...
Maybe he got into the refrigerator
Or to a squirrel in a hollow,
Or an old alarm clock
Did he get under the glass?
But there is always a miracle:
The clock strikes twelve -
And from nowhere
New Year is coming to us!
(A. Usachev)
End of December
Both adults and children are waitingEnd of December
They rip off with pleasure
This calendar sheet.
The festival of masks is coming,
Tinsel and confetti
Among the reasons to have fun
You couldn't find more fun!
bear dream
Sympathizes with the bearForest people in winter.
Never clubfoot
Didn't celebrate the New Year.
A barrel of honey for him
Santa Claus left
And he snores in the den,
Covering your nose with your palm.
But who will congratulate him?
You won't meet a daredevil.
Wake up the couch potato -
What if my sides get sore?
(A. Kostakov)
The most wonderful holiday
The sky sparkles with stars and lights.Adults are happy and so are children.
The New Year has descended on Earth again.
And he ran across the planet.
Raced through villages and towns,
Meeting winter and summer.
He'll come see us in a minute
We will be happy to meet him.
And he will give us a new dawn,
Having made a revolution around the planet.
There is no more generous holiday -
He is the most beautiful in the world!
(V. Gvozdev)
Guest
Paving the way to the threshold,Snow falls on the road
And with the beginning of winter days
Someone is rushing towards us along it.
He is carrying a wonderful bag.
What's hidden in it? Unknown.
Is the book new? A game?
Secrets of our yard?
Maybe ski trips
Or a funny breed of dog?
Maybe the clubs are making a loud noise
Or just a new friend?
...Snow is falling on the road.
How long can you wait, by God!
Maybe he won’t come at all?
Here he is! Hello New Year!
(N. Stozhkova)
New year's night
Everybody left. The cat purrs.The dream comes again.
What is NEW YEAR -
Two magic words?
And the answer is already ready:
It's a pine smell
Silver moonlight
On spruce paws,
Weightless balls
With sugar sprinkle
And the twinkle of tinsel
Unsteady in a half-asleep.
This is apple pie
And a pile of gifts.
This is a fabulous threshold
Behind which is a Miracle.
(E. Yavetskaya)
Christmas tree
The Christmas tree grewIn the forest on the mountain.
She has needles
In winter in silver.
She's got bumps
The ice is knocking
Snow coat
Lies on the shoulders.
A bunny lived under the tree
With my hare.
A flock has arrived
Tap dancer from the fields.
We came to the Christmas tree
And wolves in winter...
We took away the Christmas tree
To my home.
Decorated the Christmas tree
IN new outfit -
On thick needles
The sparkles are burning.
The fun has begun -
Songs and dances!
Is it good, Christmas tree,
Do you want it with us?
(E. Trutneva)
The children will go to bed early
On the last day of December,
And they’ll wake up a year older
On the first day of the calendar.
The year will begin with silence,
Unfamiliar with last winters:
Noise behind the double frame
Barely perceptible.
But the guys are calling outside
Winter day through the ice of the glass -
Into the refreshing cold
Of cozy warmth.
We will remember you with a kind word
Years old care,
Starting early in the morning
New day and new year!
(S. Marshak)
Winter before the holiday
For a green Christmas tree
White dress herself
I sewed it without a needle.
Shaked off the white snow
Christmas tree with a bow
And stands more beautiful than everyone else
In a green dress.
Green suits her
Elka knows this.
How is she on New Year's Eve?
Well dressed!
(T. Volgina)
New Year
New Year! New Year!Will bring a lot of happiness:
For adults - all sorts of joys,
Children - various sweets.
Get terribly excited
Christmas trees - new outfits,
Courtyards - snowmen,
Ice - the cheerful creaking of skates,
The sky is a festive fireworks,
Santa Claus - medal for work!
(T. Shatskikh)
Old year
Everyone is, of course, waiting for the New Year,And I'm sorry - I'm old.
After all, he will completely leave us,
I even felt sad...
And I'm already used to it,
I became friends with him over the course of a year.
I became friends with him because
That I learned to swim,
That I saw the sea for the first time
And that little sister was born!..
And the new year
As a new guest:
Of course, he is welcome
But to him
For the whole year
Still need to get used to it!
(E. Grigorieva)
They say: on New Year's Eve
Whatever you want -
Everything will always happen
Everything always comes true.
Even guys can
All wishes come true
It is only necessary, they say,
Make an effort.
Don't be lazy, don't yawn
And have patience
And don’t count your studies
For your torment.
They say: on New Year's Eve
Whatever you want -
Everything will always happen
Everything always comes true.
How can we not make a wish?
A modest wish -
Execute "excellently"
School assignments,
So that the students
Began to study
To get a deuce in the diaries
I couldn't get through!
(S. Mikhalkov)
New Year
Afraid againOversleep him
I sat firmly on the chair,
He blinked and suddenly fell asleep.
I thought I overslept him
But in the morning I got up
And it has arrived!
(L. Yakovlev)
It was in January
It was in JanuaryThere was a Christmas tree on the mountain,
And near this tree
Evil wolves roamed.
Once upon a time
Sometimes at night,
When the forest is so quiet,
They meet a wolf under the mountain
Bunnies and hare.
Who's up for the New Year?
Fall into the clutches of the wolf!
The bunnies rushed forward
And they jumped onto the tree.
They flattened their ears
They hung like toys.
Ten little bunnies
They hang on the tree and are silent -
The wolf was deceived.
It was in January -
He thought that on the mountain
Decorated Christmas tree.
(A. Barto)
New Year's Day
New Year's Day! The snow is frosty and stinging.
The lights came on
On a fluffy Christmas tree.
The painted ball swayed,
The beads rang
Smells like forest freshness
From resinous spruce.
Happy New Year!
What a Christmas tree! Simply amazing!How elegant! How beautiful!
Here the lights are lit on her,
Hundreds of tiny lights!
And decorating the tops,
It shines there, as always,
Very bright, big,
Five-winged star!
The doors are wide open, just like in a fairy tale,
The round dance rushes along!
And over this round dance
Talk, songs, ringing laughter.
Happy New Year!
Happy new happiness to everyone!
(E. Blaginina)
Dressed up the Christmas tree in a festive dress:
In colorful garlands, in bright lights,
And the Christmas tree stands, sparkling, in a lush hall,
Remembering with sadness the old days.
The tree dreams of an evening, monthly and starry,
Snowy meadow, sad cry of wolves
And the neighboring pine trees, in a frosty mantle,
Everything is covered in diamond sparkles and snow fluff.
And the neighbors stand in gloomy sadness,
They dream and drop white snow from the branches...
They dream of a Christmas tree in a lit hall,
Laughter and stories of joyful children.
(K. M. Fofanov)
To our Christmas tree - oh-oh-oh!
Santa Claus is coming alive.
- Well, Grandfather Frost!..
What cheeks!
What a nose!..
A beard, a beard!..
And there's a star on the hat!
There are specks on the nose!
And those eyes... are daddy's!
With a white beard.
I’ll pinch you – it’ll bring me to tears!
Don't joke with me.
For what, why
Should I be angry?
I came to you, friends,
To have fun!
New Year, New Year
I'm meeting you
Happy New Year to all of you
I congratulate you.
(E. Boguslavskaya)
Snowflakes
Snowflakes are flying,Almost invisible
There are always so many of them in winter.
And here I am a snowflake -
Fluffy piece of ice -
Finally caught it with my hand.
I cried quietly
Crystal ice...
On a warm palm
A tear remains.
(A. Melnikov)
Snowfall
Snowfall,Snowfall.
It was a day
And a night in a row.
He walked through the field
He walked through the forest
I also looked under the awnings,
He may rest in peace
At home,
And we realized:
Winter.
(I. Vinokurov)
This is snow?
Early-earlySnow.
The man was surprised:
" This is snow?
Can't be!
Outside?
Can't be!
On the grass?
Can't be!
In October?
Can't be!!!
Is it really snow?!"
The man didn't believe it.
(G. Sapgir)
Tired snow
I walked on a bright night,walked
snow.
I walked through the long night,
walked
snow.
And the next morning it snows
all of a sudden
lay down
to the side of the road
before-
horn.
Got on the train and
wok-
hall,
to the ship and
at-
chal.
Because I was walking
all
night.
Because it's snowing
tired.
(Tim Sobakin)
Winter
White fluffy snowSpinning in the air
And the ground is quiet
Falls, lies down.
And in the morning snow
The field turned white
Like a veil
Everything dressed him.
Dark forest with a hat
Covered up weird
And fell asleep under her
Strong, unstoppable...
God's days are short
The sun shines little, -
Here come the frosts -
And winter has come.
(I. Surikov)
It is not the wind that rages over the forest,
The streams did not burn,
Moroz the voivode on patrol
Walks around his possessions.
Looks to see if the snowstorm is good
The forest paths have been taken over,
And are there any cracks, crevices,
And is there any bare ground somewhere?
Are the tops of the pines fluffy?
Is the pattern on oak trees beautiful?
And are the ice floes tightly bound?
In great and small waters?
He walks and walks through the trees,
Cracking on frozen water
And the bright sun plays
In his shaggy beard...
(N. Nekrasov)
Mother! look from the window -
You know, yesterday it was not for nothing that there was a cat
Wash your nose:
There is no dirt, the whole yard is covered,
It has brightened, it has turned white -
Apparently there is frost.
Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone tarnished*,
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.
Now there will be no argument:
For the sled, and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom? You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!”
tarovaty* - generous
Walking the street
Santa Claus,
Frost is scattering
Along the branches of birch trees;
Walks with a beard
White is shaking,
Stomping his foot
There is only a crash.
Or is it breathing on the windows
Smoky huts
Yes, he writes patterns,
Looking at the guys...
(S. Drozhzhin)
First snow
Morning catBrought it on his paws
First snow!
First snow!
He has
Taste and smell
First snow!
First snow!
He's spinning
Easy,
New,
Over the guys' heads
He managed
Down scarf
Spread
On the pavement
He turns white
Along the fence
Took a nap on the lantern -
So, soon
Very soon
The sled will fly
From the hills,
So it will be possible
Again
Build a fortress
In the courtyard!
Winter sings and echoes,
The shaggy forest lulls
The ringing sound of a pine forest.
All around with deep melancholy
Sailing to a distant land
Gray clouds.
And there's a snowstorm in the yard
Spreads a silk carpet,
But it's painfully cold.
Sparrows are playful,
Like lonely children,
Huddled by the window.
The little birds are cold,
Hungry, tired,
And they huddle tighter.
And the blizzard roars madly
Knocks on the hanging shutters
And he gets angrier.
And the tender birds are dozing
Under these snowy whirlwinds
At the frozen window.
And they dream of a beautiful
In the smiles of the sun is clear
Beautiful spring.
(S. Yesenin)
Three
On a snowy clearingI,
Winter
And a sled.
Only land
Snow will cover -
The three of us are going.
Having fun in the clearing -
I,
Winter
And a sled.
Snowfall
The day has come.And suddenly it got dark.
The light was turned on. We look out the window.
The snow falls white and white.
Why is it so dark?
(V. Berestov)
Snowball
I'm a snowball in my handsI cherish
And with your breath
Grey.
Look,
My snowball
Turned into a stream!
Oh, don't stand there
On a way!
He's in a hurry
Find spring!
(G. Novitskaya)
Snowflakes
Feathers fell from the skyOn frozen fields.
Spruce, wrapped in a scarf,
A hot fur coat - poplars.
And they covered the house and the square
An unusual blanket.
What are their names? - you ask.
I wrote the name here.
Snowflakes
The sky has frowned(Probably out of sorts!)
They fly, they fly
White flies!..
And there are rumors
What white flies
Not only do they fly,
But they don’t even melt!
(B. Zakhoder)
Hello, New Year's holiday,
Christmas tree and winter holiday!
All my friends today
We'll invite you to the Christmas tree.
Snowflakes
- Who are the snowflakes?Did you make these?
To work
Who's responsible?
- I! - answered Santa Claus
And grabbed me
By the nose!
(G. Novitskaya)
The hedgehog looks at the snowflakes:
“These,” he thinks, “are hedgehogs...
White, spiny
And besides, they are volatile.
Spider on a web
He also looks at the snowflakes:
- Look, how brave they are
These flies are white!
The hare looks at the snowflakes:
- These are hare fluffs...
Apparently the hare is covered in fluff -
Scratching his fur coat at the top.
A boy looks at snowflakes:
- Maybe these are funny things?..
He won't understand why
He's having a lot of fun.
Snow woman
Sparrows are fighting in the bushes.The sun is shining, the snow is like fluff.
They hover in the cornflower blue sky
Round dance of snow flies.
Grisha is at home, by the window.
It's boring to play in the room!
Even that lazy cat
She went for a walk from the stove into the garden.
Nanny irons mom's skirt...
“Grisha, Grisha, where are you going?”
He fit into felt boots and a fur coat,
Grab your hat and let's go!
Hands in warm mittens,
The snow squeaks under the shovel...
Snow on the forehead and on the eyelashes,
The snow tickles, the snow makes you laugh...
The snow has grown into a shaggy pile,
Grisha runs around
Then he will hit his sides with a shovel,
Then, puffing, he rolls a ball...
Ugh, tired. Just a little more!
Eyebrows - two bunches of oats...
Eyes are coals, nose is potatoes,
And from the Christmas tree - hair.
That's it, grandma! Admiration.
Grisha is dancing. “Ay-yes-yes!”
Sparrows in surprise
They scattered in all directions.
It’s so warm in the quiet nursery,
The glass was covered with snow.
Blue-eyed moon
Climbs out of the window...
The wind jumps on the roof...
Why can't Grisha sleep?
Got out of bed barefoot
(Oh, how slippery it is on the floor!)
And I run around the room
Hurry, hurry to the glass:
There are icicles of ice outside the window...
It's terribly cold in the garden!
Grandma, poor woman, doesn’t sleep,
Turned blue and trembling.
Once! Grisha gets dressed in a moment.
Sneak into the corner,
Took me in my arms
Jacket, grandfather's hat,
Old rug from a chest,
Two scarves
Someone's flannel skirt
(What is there to think about, really!)
And hurry up to the garden,
Through logs and potholes,
Through the janitor's Shavka,
Through a slippery groove.
He ran and sat down with the woman:
"Here! I brought you an outfit...
Get dressed... Once and again!
Ten degrees now...
The wind stopped. It's light in the garden...
Grisha wrapped up the woman all over,
I was in a hurry, got confused -
It doesn’t matter, because she’s warm:
There will be a skirt on the chest
Or the jacket is behind...
"Goodbye! Sleep now."
Grisha march home - and out the door,
Ran along the corridor
Instantly undressed, soon, soon,
And, satisfied, - clap into bed,
Sleep!
(S. Black)
There are snowstorms in February,
It's still winter in February
But spring drops
I dreamed about it yesterday
I dreamed of the sun in the sky
I dreamed about the first grass
I dreamed of birds from the south,
Wind and green foliage
I run to the window in the morning
Winter miracle, everywhere
Snow and blizzard are circling, circling
white waltz on the ground
but winter will give way soon
will give all rights to spring
In the meantime, snow and blizzard
let them dance in silence.
Winter
The road is white, white.Winter has come. Winter has come.
I wear a white hat
I breathe white air
My eyelashes are white
Coat and mittens, -
Can't tell me apart in the cold
Among the white birches.
I'll freeze. And the squirrel in silence
Suddenly he jumps into my arms.
(V. Stepanov)
Cautious snow
Midnight snow, it's in no hurry,He walks slowly.
But the snow knows that it doesn't matter
He will fall somewhere.
And the slower he walked,
The more careful you were
The softer I fell into the darkness
And he didn’t wake us up.
(V. Stepanov)
Winter
It’s winter, it’s white all around:There is a lot of snow,
In the morning Vanya took the sled,
He ran along the path.
And in our garden there is a mountain,
Everyone has been riding since the morning.
Vanya shouted: “Watch out!” -
Rolled down the hill.
Snowfall
It's snowing, it's snowing,Snow is wandering around the world.
And where does it come from
And where does it go?
Snowfall, snowfall,
Snow fall.
It's snowing randomly
Like a dream.
Dreams of earth, dreams of heaven
He sees, falling asleep,
White garden, white forest
Falling asleep with snow.
(E. Fargeman)
Where does winter live in summer?
In summer, winter climbs onto the shelves,Where the earflaps are,
Sweater, sweatshirt,
Where are the mittens in the closet?
In summer, winter lives in the closet
Along with skates
Together with the sled,
He sleeps with his skis next to him.
In the summer she lives in the kiosk,
where is the popsicle and ice cream?
Well, when the snowflakes start flashing,
She, shaking herself off, climbs down from the shelves,
Summer goes into the closet.
Maybe summer is hiding in the kiosk?
We won't be able to find out:
The kiosk is locked in winter.
Where does summer live in winter?
(Oyar Vatsietis)
Where do cars carry snow?
Where do they carry snow in cars?Probably in hot countries
They give it to the guys
For the New Year in gifts,
They will receive full bags -
And everyone runs to play in the snow!
Snowballs don't reach
They melt in the hot sun,
And only puddles here and there...
Where do they carry snow in cars?
First snow
The month began to reckon with the sun,Who should get up first?
One two three four five,
The wind came out to fly,
He sent out winged birds,
Clouds of gray and shaggy.
The firmament has become fuzzy,
It snows day and night,
And between the clouds, under the window,
The Moon with the Sun cries bitterly:
One two three four five,
Who will clear the clouds?
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