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Yogurt was given to Klasha -

Dissatisfied Klasha

I don't want curdled milk

Just give me porridge.

Dali instead of curdled milk

Our Clash of porridge.

I just don't want porridge

So - without yogurt.

Dali along with curdled milk

Kashi Klash our.

Ate, ate Klasha porridge

Along with curdled milk.

And then she stood up

Thank you said.

Near the garden -

two blades,

Near the tub -

Two buckets.

After morning workout

We work in the garden -

And landing

Everything is fine,

It is necessary to carry out work to comply with the phonetic laws of the Russian language: to overcome the dialectal pronunciation [х] at the end of a word.

All this night at your feet Another forgetful word

Resurrect in the sounds of a chant, Another sad half-sigh -

That is the secret of happiness in this mi[k] And I will begin to yearn with my heart again.

I'll take it without expression. And I will again be with these but[k].

(A. Fet) (A. Fet).

(Kutuzov)

Books were later written about him, the rooster sang solemnly,

Exalted in it strata [k]; The forest echoed,

Then there were only intrigues around, The early world shone around -

Court cold, failure. All in the rays shimmered.

(N.Aseev) (N.Aseev)

Although you have a lot of wet Good, overtaking everyone,

Fresh groves - just wipe your cheeks - Fresh skin of chilly cheeks

I glorify you, Kursk district,

Nightingale land ... Like the juice of frozen apples.

(N.Aseev) (N.Aseev)

But the soul and the face are near. I'm not your enemy, not the enemy!

They decay like a melted snow. I even think fear

Spill with bitter poison, which is strict to the wind of speeches,

Streams of ringing laughter! You see me as an enemy...

(N.Aseev) (N.Aseev)

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curdled milk

Yogurt was given to Klasha.
Dissatisfied Clasha:
- I do not want curdled milk,
Just give me porridge!

Dali instead of curdled milk
Kashi to our Klasha.
- I don't want just porridge,
So - without curdled milk!

Dali along with curdled milk
Kashi Klash our.
Ate, ate Klasha porridge
Along with curdled milk.

I ate, I got up
"Thank you" said.

Pro flag

Mom put
Into a bottle of water
cherry stick,
Escape young.

A week goes by
And a month has passed
And a cherry twig
Bloomed with flowers.

I am quiet at night
I lit the lamp
And in a jar of water
Checked the box:

What if brushes
Will the flag bloom?
Suddenly a banner will rise
For next year?

But my mother saw
Light in the room
Came and said:
- It won't grow! Not! -

She said: -
You, son, do not be sad!
You better yourself
Grow faster.

Here you will become like dad, -
go to work
And a big banner
You will carry it in your hands.

Rowan

On the path - a shadow,
Solar grid.
Through the tyn, through the fence
A branch hung.

I'll run, I'll jump
I'll stand on my toes
I will grab a branch by braids,
I'll get the berries.

I'll sit by the wattle fence
And on silk
Carefully string
Rowan berry.

Put on bitter beads,
Branch, branch!
On the path - a shadow,
Solar grid.

autumn rain

Leisya, rain, in a rut,
Poi black earth.
We don't miss you
You can, little grey, knock.
We answer lessons
And we do not think to be bored.

Yes, and how you miss
If you are in school!

Fly away, fly away...

Soon white blizzards
Snow will rise from the ground.
Fly away, fly away
the cranes flew away.
Do not hear the cuckoo in the grove,
And the birdhouse was empty.
The stork flaps its wings -
fly away, fly away!
Leaf sways patterned
In a blue puddle on the water.
A rook walks with a black rook
In the garden, in the ridge.
Showered, turned yellow
The sun's rays are rare.
Fly away, fly away
the rooks flew away.

Snow Maiden

I made a snowman
Put in sight
Snow Maiden
Under the apple tree in the garden.

My princess is standing
Under the round tree
princess queen,
Pretty face.

In a brocade shower jacket
It is brighter than the dawn
And large on the neck -
Playing amber.

She will leave my garden
Only the sun will bake:
Spread, melt,
It flows with streams.

But I'll click - it will respond
My Snow Maiden
That echo from the well
That is the voice of the stream,

That swan swimming
In the cloudy pond
That apple tree blooming
In my own garden.

Dandelion

How cool in the thicket of spruce!
I carry flowers in an armful ...
white-headed dandelion,
Do you feel good in the forest?

You grow on the very edge,
You are standing in the heat.
Cuckoos are chirping above you
Nightingales sing at dawn.

And the fragrant wind blows
And drops the leaves on the grass...
Dandelion, fluffy flower,
I will gently rip you off.

I'll rip you off, baby, can I?
And then I'll take it home.
... The wind blew carelessly -
My dandelion flew around.

Look what a blizzard
In the middle of a hot day!
And fluffs fly, sparkling,
On the flowers, on the grass, on me...

I'm running along the edge
And I sing a funny song.
Echo loud and discordant
Repeats my song.
I asked the echo: - Will you shut up? -
And I calmed down and stand.
And it answered me:
"You are, you are!"
It means that he understands my speech.
I said:
- You sing awkwardly! -
And I calmed down and stand.
And it answered me:
"OK OK!"
It means that he understands my speech.
I laugh - and everything rings with laughter,
Shut up - and everywhere silence ...
Sometimes I walk alone
And not boring, because the echo ...

Rainbow

Rain, rain, don't rain
Don't wait, wait!
Come out, come out, sunshine
Golden bottom!

I'm on a rainbow arc
I love to run
Seven-color-color
I'll wait in the meadow.

I'm on the red arc
I can't look
For orange, for yellow
I see a new arc.

This new arc
Greener than the meadows.
And behind it is blue
Just like my mother's earring.

I'm on the blue arc
I can't look
And behind this purple
I'll take it and run...

The sun has set behind the haystacks
Where are you, rainbow-arc?

bird cherry

Bird cherry, bird cherry,
Are you standing white?
- For the spring holiday,
Bloomed for May.

And you, grass-ant,
What are you doing softly?
- For the spring holiday,
For a May day.

And you, thin birches,
What is green now?
- For a holiday, for a holiday!
For May! For spring!

Come take a look!

I took the broom
And swept the yard.
Everywhere the broom stuck its nose,
But I did not lag behind -
From barn to porch
Sweeping endlessly.
Come take a look
At least find a bitch.

Naked baby

Naked baby
I sewed a little
Naked baby
New clothes.
scarlet shirt,
Blue pants.
You see, by the pocket
From each side.
Sewed a yellow jacket...
Ay yes dandy baby-
Naked!

I will teach you to put on shoes and brother

I can dress
If I want to.
me and little brother
I will teach you how to dress.
Here are the boots.
This one is on the left leg.
This one is on the right leg.
If it rains,
Let's put on galoshes.
This one is from the right foot
This one is from the left leg.
That's how good!

We saw

By sprout
Dot to dot
At the very best time!
Dot to dot
By sprout
The goats were made for us.

We will now master the log -
We drink, we drink
We drink, we drink!
One-two
One-two -
There will be firewood for the winter!

Don't stop me from working

Don't interfere with my work.
I will bring water
And well water
I will feed everyone, of course.
Drink
Drink
Don't be sorry!
Do you want
Pour into the watering can -
Water the garden:
He drinks water too!

Why, why

Like our Irka
Hole in stockings.
Why,
Why
Hole in stockings?

Because reluctance
Darn our Irka.

Like our Natka
Darning on the heel.
Why,
Why
Darn on the heel?

Because reluctance
Being a slob Natke.

tired

The sun is yellow
Laid down on the bench.
I'm barefoot today
She ran on the grass.

I saw how they grow
sharp blades of grass,
I saw how they bloom
Blue periwinkles.

I heard how in the pond
frog croaked,
I heard how in the garden
The cuckoo was crying.

I saw a goose
At the flower bed.
He is a big worm
Pecked at the tub.

I heard the nightingale -
Here's a good singer!
I saw an ant
Under a heavy burden.

I am so strong
I wondered for two hours...

And now I want to sleep
Well, you are tired ...

Enjoy, toys!

I, as a mother, do not like
In a house of chaos.
I'll spread the blanket
Rough and smooth.
For down pillows
I'll put on a muslin.
Admire, toys,
To work for me!

Crane

The crane has arrived
To the old places:
Ant-grass
Thick-thick!

Willow over the creek
Sad, sad!
And the water in the backwater
Clean-clean!

And the dawn over the willow
Clear-clear!..

Fun crane:
Spring-spring!

Radiance, splashing and chirping in the yard…
And the willow is all in fluffy silver:
They're about to break and fly away
Lumps of these gray ducklings.

Touch, stroke - how tender
Trusting first-born of spring!

Icicles stopped ringing

The icicles stopped ringing
At the roofs they froze fringe,
shone with cold light,
Frozen like winter.

But tomorrow the sun will rise again
It will bake
And drumming on the porch
Kapel is cheerful again.

Spring is shading with a titmouse,
The sparrows will pick up the chant.
They will walk along the stitch with a string
My school friends.

And I'll knock on their window
Getting into a coat on the go:
Like, wait a little,
Or don't you see - I'm coming!

And, throwing books behind his back,
Sliding on the melting snow
In your open coat
Spring towards the escape.

The stoves are still burning in the houses
And the sun rises late
We also have on our river
Calmly walk through the ice;

Back to the wood shed
Won't go straight
And in the garden under the trees
A snowman is dozing with a broom;

We are all warmly dressed
In sweatshirts, in cotton pants ...
And yet signs of spring
In everything, everything is already visible

And how the roofs got warmer
And like the sun in sight
Drops, falling, sang,
They stammered like crazy.

And suddenly the road got wet
And the boots are full of water...
And the wind is gentle and lingering
Winded from the south side.

And the sparrows cry to each other
About the sun, about its beauty.
And all the funny freckles
Sit on one nose...

Grandma-Care

GRANDMA CARE

If the grandchildren are cheerful,
Grandmother - even more so:
- Look, they chirp like goldfinches.
How glorious!

If the grandchildren want to eat
Grandmother - joy:
- Let them sit, let them eat,
They need to grow up!

If the grandchildren went out into the garden,
Grandma is worried
- Well, like rain or hail -
After all, your feet will get wet!

If the grandchildren went to bed.
Grandma is not breathing
- Bye-bye-lyuli.
Hush, hush, hush!

purity, silence,
Warmth, drowsiness...
Here's what she is -
Grandma care!
Well, what are you?
How are you and your grandmother?

LET'S SIT IN SILENCE

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
Well, I didn't play!
I don't start a top
And I sit down and sit.

My toys don't make noise
Quiet in an empty room
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing golden.

And I said to the beam:
I also want to move.
I would like a lot:
Read aloud and roll the ball.
I would sing a song
I could laugh.
Whatever I want!
But my mother is sleeping, and I am silent.

The beam shot across the wall.
And then slithered towards me.

Let's sit in silence!

I found a kitten in the garden.
He meowed thinly,
He meowed and trembled.
Maybe he was beaten
Or they forgot to let them in.
Or did he run away?

The day in the morning was rainy -
Puddles are gray everywhere.
So be it, poor animal.
I will help your trouble.

I took him home
Fully fed...
Soon my kitten became
A glance is simple:
Wool like velvet
The tail is a pipe.
How good is he!

That's what mom

THIS IS A MOTHER

Mom sang a song
Dressed my daughter.
Dressed-dressed
White shirt.
white shirt -
Thin line.

Mom sang a song
Shoe my daughter.
Fastened with an elastic band
For every stocking.
Light stockings
On my daughter's feet.

Mom sang a song
Mom dressed the girl
Red dress with polka dots
New shoes on legs...
That's how mom pleased -
Dressed up my daughter for May.
That's what mom -
Golden right!

LET'S SIT IN SILENCE

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
Well, I didn't play.
I don't start a top
And I sit down and sit.

My toys don't make noise
Quiet in an empty room.
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing golden.

And I said to the beam:
- I want to move too!

The beam darted along the wall,
And then slithered towards me.
"Nothing," he whispered,
Let's sit in silence!

I'll give you a riddle
And you guess it.
Who puts a patch on the heel,
Who irons and mends the clothes?

Who cleans the house in the morning
Who puts a big samovar?
Who plays with little sister
And takes her to the boulevard?

By whom the fringed rug is embroidered
(Sister - see everything)?
Who writes detailed letters
Soldier, my father?

Whose hair is whiter than snow
Are your hands yellow and dry?
Whom I love and pity
Who did you write poetry about?

OUR GRANDPA

Our grandfather doesn't like shadows.
He loves the sun and warmth.
Trembling at the old knees
It's hard for the poor guy to walk.

He sees almost nothing
Can't hear anything - deaf...
And the chicken will offend him.
Our grandfather is very bad!

But we can't live without it
He is like family to us.
He will come out - we will help him
Set up a folding chair.

And we'll sit well
We'll cover our feet, and then
Smooth out the gray beard
Or braid in pigtails.

And if the grandfather starts a fairy tale,
We sit until dark.
No one dares to move
Everyone listens with their mouths open.

Is there anywhere in the world
A friendship like ours?
Do you want us to tell you these fairy tales
Will we tell you next time?

TEACH TO SHOE AND BROTHER

I can dress
If I want to.
me and little brother
I will teach you how to dress.

Here are the boots
This one is on the left foot
This one is on the right leg.
If it rains,
Let's put on galoshes.
This one is from the right foot
This one is from the left leg.

That's how good!

Creeps outside the window.
Frosty day.
Standing on the window
Flower-light.

crimson color
petals bloom,
As if really
Fires lit up.

I water it
its shore,
give him
I can't anyone.

He's very bright
It's very good
Very much for my mother
Like a fairy tale!

One day, a three-year-old boy could not fall asleep, everything was capricious. Parents were tortured with him. Then I sent them out of the room, leaned over the baby and said in a singsong voice:

Why are you, weeping weed,
Did you braid the cradle?

And suddenly the boy fell silent, staring at me with wide eyes.
- What's next? - he asked.
- Well, listen, - I say.

Why are you, weeping weed,
Braided the cradle
Braided the cradle
Filled with tears?

And I thought: maybe it’s worth writing a book that would sound like folk sayings and songs? I took and wrote. I worked on it for a long time, because it is difficult and impossible to put together poems and songs in the way that nameless folk poets did. To this day, I don't know if this book was a success. It's up to you, kids, to judge.

E. Blaginina

AT THE CAT-WORKOT

At the cooing cat
Wool - soft velvet,
sparkle eyes,
Ears with tassels.

Our kitten
Rolled a ball-skein.

The ball rolls
The thread is pulling...
Already a coo-cat
And will get:

They will stroke, have mercy,
Sleep put on the bed!

Was yes lived
Tyulyulyuy.
Didn't grieve
Tyulyulyuy.

Early in the morning mama
Carries soft bread,
And grandmother is milk,
And auntie is a pie:
Eat, drink, tulyulyu,
On health!

Tyulyulyuy will eat and drink,
After that he lies down and rests.
Stay in place
Two hundred minutes
And wake up at noon
Look, I'm hungry again.

Get up, wake up
tulyulyuy,
Do not be lazy,
Tyulyulyuy!

And Tyulyulyu answers:
- They themselves fed badly, and Tyulyului is to blame! I am hungry!

Carries, carries mommy
fried beef,
And grandma is a pretzel
And auntie is jelly
And a bag of lollipops:

At your leisure, chick,
Suck on a lollipop!

lived and was
tulyulyuy,
Made fat
Tyulyulyuy.

All friends on the river
And Tulyului is on the stove.
All friends - on the grass,
And Tyulyului is on the bench.

All friends are free -
In the field, on football,
And Tyulyului lies in the shade.
"I'm my own enemy, right?!"

Day is heaven
Tyulyulyuy!
take a walk
Tyulyulyuy!

And Tyulyulyu answers:
- Yes, they feed themselves to satiety, and Tyulyului is to blame. Will not go!

Tululuy became sluggish,
Tyulyului became white.
Tululyulyuya all regret:
- Tyulyului got sick!
- Ah!
- Oh!
- Too bad!
The tulle mother took
And she was taken to the hospital.

Chasing a car
A sharp breeze.
Tululyuy our leaning
Everything is on the left side.

Don't be ashamed
Tyulyulyuy!
Straighten up
Tyulyulyuy!

Yeah! They themselves planted crookedly, and Tyulyului is to blame! Woo!

That's what Tululuy,
Tullyulyushka!

Crixus and Silence

There lived two sisters. One was named Crixa, and the other was Silence.
Silence has clear eyes, and the mind glows in them. And Crixa has clear eyes, but they are empty - the mind does not shine in them.
Silence will first think, and then say a word. That is why her speech is pleasant to everyone.
And Crixus is a trinket-trap, he will talk from three boxes, but you won’t understand what’s what.
Silence, before sitting down to eat, will ask: have you all eaten? And after eating, he will throw crumbs to the birds, splash soup to the cat, give the dog a bone.
And Crixus - hap-hap - grabs what is tastier and was like this: she won’t wash the cup, she won’t say thanks.
Silence closes the door - checks if anyone is coming from behind - it would not hurt! Yes, and does not want to rumble in vain - and so much noise on the ground.
And Crixus - bang-bang! Passers-by - oh-oh! But grief is not enough for her: “Just think, what tenderness!”

Whether they go by train - to their grandfather and grandmother for the holidays, Silence sits at the window. Behind the window - the sun! Birches scatter, dance, waving their pigtails. The path twists and turns. That would be to run along it - far away! Suddenly you will meet the frog princess near the swamp ... Or Thumbelina!
And Crixus - rubbish - reads rhymes, sings songs, does not give anyone peace. Only mother and father are happy: “Good daughter! Funny!
Quietness walks along the street - looks closely: does the big one offend the small one, does the child get lost, is the blind man not afraid to cross the road?
And Crixus - knock-knock heels, nose up, at-two - forward! Proud, arrogant: they say, am I not beautiful?!
Here the sisters grew up, studied, went to work.
Silence does not work quickly, but quickly.
And Crixus - bang-bang - done! Look, she already walks in awards.
The sisters received their first paycheck.
Silence came home, bowed to her father and mother and said:
- Thank you, relatives, that you brought me to the people. Now it's my turn to take care of you...
And laid out all the money - to the penny.
And Crixus grabbed the pay, squeezed it into her fist, and ran to the shop. In the shop - crush, din, crowd.
Crixus jumps on the spot, moves his elbows:
- I AM! I AM! My turn!
I bought perfume-lipstick, scarfs-kerchiefs, socks-boots. Runs home:
- Fu-u-u, tired!!!
She laid out her purchases, smears her lips, tries on skirts:
- Nu, that - what?!
Father and mother look at each other, wondering: how is it that such different apples were born on the same apple tree? Wonders!

FORTY-WHITE-SIDE

Like a white-sided magpie
I got up at dawn,
I got up at dawn,
She started cooking.
She applied water
kneaded the dough,
sawed firewood,
Fired up the stove.
And the drum crow
I flew through the forest
To Sorokin's cooking
Called guests:
- You, canary birds,
Fly down, get going!
Today we have a holiday
Revelry:
At the white-sided magpie
Housewarming in the house.

Crane heard -
Came out of the swamp
Boots cleaned -
Departed…

Duck undressed,
I looked into the puddle -
How elegant! -
Departed…

working woodpecker
Didn't waste time
Also dressed up
set off

Only the old owl
Was not strong in walking:
Harnessed a gray hare to a taratayka -
Departed…

Rides along the edge,
Frogs are hiding
And one was so bold
I clung to the back - I went! ..

On the hill, on the mountain
Magpie in the yard
Guests gathered:
Canary birds.
Who lay on the grass
Who sat on the bench
And the jumping frog
Basking at the groove!
Here is a white-sided magpie
Jumped on the threshold
Dear guests
She let me into the mountain.
All birds -
canaries
Together they sat on the benches -
on benches.

Suddenly - chili, chili, chili -
The guests arrived late!
Jump-jump, jump, jump -
Sparrows on the threshold.
seated the sparrow
Next to the frog
Sparrow treated
Dried fly.
And then the feast went,
Revelry:
At the white-sided magpie
Housewarming in the house.

crane crane
Realized very soon
Pushed the mug away
Hap! - and ate a frog.
Magpie got angry
Yes, how it floods
White-sided angry
Yes, how it will chirp:
- Don't be that
At my house!
The guests jumped
They squeal with anger:
- Where have you seen that guests
Did the guests themselves eat?
The crane trembled
The long beak gaped.
Sparrow ran up
And took out the frog.

The poor frog barely left:
Dipped her with her head in a tub,
Covered with sheepskin
Drink raspberries.

A white-sided magpie
Opened the gate:
- Go away, crane,
To your swamp!
From these guests
Don't take the bones!

Here the rooks began to play,
Trumpet musicians.
All canary birds
overturned benches
And benches
And let's go for a walk
Lead a round dance.
A white-sided magpie
Didn't take it either
Jumped up, turned around
She sang merrily:
- You, hostess, dance,
It hurts the guests are good!
6

A young month has come out,
Illuminated the swamp.
Walks-wanders over water
Long legged someone.
Bored, sad alone
My crane!

COUNTERS

Our Masha
Got up early
puppets
All
Recalculated:
Two Matryoshkas
on the window,
Two Arinka
On the feather
Two Tanya
On the pillow
A Petrushka
in a cap
On oak
Chest!

cockerel,
cockerel,
Show your
Casing!
casing
Lit
Fire.
how many
Feather
On him?
One, two, three, four, five,
Impossible
Count!

To House
Build
New,
stock up
Tes
Oak,
bricks,
Iron,
paint,
Nails,
tow
And putty.
And then,
Later,
Later
start
Build
House!

Locomotive,
Locomotive,
What is a gift
Did you bring us?

I brought
color books,
Let them read
Kids!

I brought
Pencils,
Let them draw
Babies!

LULLABY

Why are you, weeping weed,
Braided the cradle
Braided the cradle
Filled with tears?

Like I'm a weeping weed
Let me grab the whirl
Let me grab the whirl
Yes, and throw over the threshold.

Don't buzz
Don't itch
Don't wake our kids!
bye bye
Do not Cry,
Don't bullshit our kids!
Ts-s-s!

TONGUE TWISTERS

G. AVANESOVA

Stesha was in a hurry
I sewed a shirt
Yes hurried -
The sleeve was not sewn on.

Masha for Sasha
Follow Glasha.

Ivashka has a shirt
The shirt has pockets.

Donkey in the village
He carried firewood.
donkey firewood
He fell into the grass.

Murzilka, 1983, No. 10.

Elena BLAGININA

PROGURETTE

Yogurt was given to Klasha -
Dissatisfied Clasha:
- I do not want curdled milk,
Just give me porridge.

Dali instead of curdled milk
Our Clash of porridge.
- I don't want just porridge,
So - without yogurt.

Dali along with curdled milk
Kashi Klash our.
Ate, ate Klasha porridge
Along with curdled milk.

And I ate - I got up,
Thank you said.

NEAR THE BED

Near the garden -
two blades,
Near the tub -
Two buckets.
After morning workout
we worked in the garden -
And landing
Everything is fine,
Their
Now
pour over
It's time!

Murzilka, 1973, No. 5.

Marina BORODITSKAYA

BIRD PATTERS

The rook says to the rook:
"Fly with the rooks to the doctor,
It's time for them to get vaccinated
To strengthen the pen!

There were jackdaws visiting wolf cubs.
There were wolf cubs visiting the jackdaws.
Now the cubs are clamoring like jackdaws
And how the jackdaw cubs are silent.

Murzilka, 1985, No. 1.

Vasyl VITKA

Whipping, whipping rain,
The wolf hid under the horsetail.
Tail under the tail
And in the rain.

FORTY FORTY

Train a magpie -
One hassle
And forty forty
Forty troubles.

Wise beavers,
And beavers are kind.
Well done beavers
Our rivers are residents,
Clockwork krinits,
And martens
And tits
And moose
And forests
Rooster voices.

Who will offend the beaver -
See no good.

Translated from Belarusian Yakov Akim

Murzilka, 1988, No. 1.

Alexander VOLOBUEV

Cones slippery rustled,
They splashed noisily from the pine tree.
A layer of snow, like a shawl,
Will hide cones until spring.

Sasha smartly dries drying,
Sasha dried about six.
And funny old women hurry
Sushek Sasha to eat.

The whirling wind tore
Gates are like turntables.
Grumpy raven stealing
Yesterday's cheesecakes.

Murzilka, 1985, No. 3.

A. DOLGOPOLOV

black jackdaw
blackbird
Gave a bunch of blueberries.
black jackdaw
Pecked blueberries,
Just imagine,
It didn't get any darker.

Murzilka, 1989, No. 6.

Yuri ZHARKOI

Rooks look at jackdaws,
The jackdaws look at the rooks.

Murzilka, 1986, No. 9.

By noon, Half the field had been weeded.

Murzilka, 1987, No. 8.

Our sail is sewn to the conscience.
The storm won't scare us.

Murzilka, 1986, No. 8.

T. KIRILLOVA

Grandfather Danila shared a melon:
Dolka - Dima, Dolka - Dina.

Murzilka 1978, No. 7 (?).

A. LEVSHIN

Happy brand
Rainbow arch.

Dinner needed
And the beetle and the snake.

Murzilka, 1975, No. 4.

V. LUNIN

No matter how much you eat
Sieve -
Never been
Satisfied!

Murzilka, 1981, No. 2.

Yuri MOGUTIN

Only envies his village,
Accelerates the step of the donkey.
Do not rush, donkey, to the village -
You will fall from the mountain into a ravine.

ugukalo, agkalo,
Aukalo and crying
And burst into laughter
And it's called an echo.

Along the river in Samara
Tit sailed on a samovar,
And along the Kuban River
Vanya swam in a new bath.

In the Fokla garden
Ahala and groan:
Beets have been born
Not in the garden. Near.

Feel sorry for Fyokla beets,
It's a pity for the beets Fyokla.
Fyokla complained:
- Beets got lost!

Murzilka, 1986, No. 6.

V. MOROZOV

Look like three brothers:
Pankrat on Marat,
Marat on Kondrat,
Konrat on Pankrat.

Kirill NAZYROV, Bulgaria

Rode Svilen
In the city of Sliven,
Gushed from the sky
Heavy rain.
The wind blew
The downpour came down
Dried Svilen,
Dry Sliven.

Translated by Viktor Viktorov

Murzilka, 1984, No. 1.

Vladimir NESTERENKO

A rustle is heard in the reeds -
It buzzes in my ears:
One hundred fearless frogs
They scare the heron with a whisper.

Murzilka, 1984, No. 6.

Nina PIKULEVA

Pasha has chess
Sasha has checkers.

Murzilka, 1986, No. 8.

Irina SEMYONOVA

pike tickled
Goldfinch with a brush,
ticklish brush
It was bristly.

Lizard on a skiff
apples at the fair
Carried in a box.

Murzilka 1983, No. 6.

G. SOKOLOV

Senya carried hay in the canopy -
Tickled cheeks, nose.

Brooks murmured and murmured,
Bumblebees buzzed over streams.

Little cat on the window
I ate the porridge bit by bit.

Murzilka, 1984, No. 10.

Ludmila ULYANITSKAYA

In the silence of the night at the hut
The rustle of reeds is barely audible.

On road
Since morning
Rumble
Tractor.

On accordion
Loudly
started playing
Eremka.

Klim
From Klin
Went to the Crimea.
Kim from Crimea
rode
in Klin.

Borya
Ire
Gave toffee.
Ira
bore -
Barberry.

At Agrafena
and Arina
grow up
Geranium
And dahlias.

Baked Irishka
Dolls on a rug.
I like gingerbread
Grishka and Marishka.

To the right of the track
Cloudberry bushes.
I'll turn off the track -
I'll get some cloudberries.

Above the roof
Pear.
On a pear
Andryusha.

Murzilka, 1983, No. 9.

Golden like bronze
The beetle circles around the rose
And buzzes: "Zhu-zhu, zhu-zhu!
Very friendly with roses!"

Ruffs are good in Sheksna.
Pikes are good too.

Murzilka, 1981, No. 8.

On road
Daria
I saw
Mary.
Daria
pleased
Mary.
Marya
pleased
Daria.

Murzilka, 1984, No. 1.

At dawn, the lake turned pink.

Murzilka, unknown No., 1980s

Fish in the hole -
A dime a dozen.

Murzilka, 1975, No. 4.

Egor's
Garden.
There is
radish
And peas.
Near
Garden
Fedora -
There in the beds
Tomatoes.

Murzilka, 1984, No. 6.

good pie,
Curd inside.

Uphill road to the city
From the city - from the mountain.

Murzilka, 1974, No. 2.

Mikhail YASNOV

PATTER

Is it wide
Is it far
Behind the edge right -
Field!
field something
Not watered
Asks for a field
Drink -
Need a field
Water.
We will get through
green field,
We will water it
Propolem.
The field is breathing
Field - drinks:
What was planted
Everything will rise!

Murzilka, 1985, No. 5.

And under Prokop dill boils.
And without Prokop dill boils.
And Prokop left, the dill is boiling.
And without Prokop dill boils.

Murzilka, 1981, No. 6.

Roofer Kirill
Crooked roof wings.
close the roof
Grisha was invited.

Caulk the boat with tow,
Not a drop will leak.

Murzilka, 1988, No. 7.

The courier overtakes the courier in the quarry.

I'll drag it - I won't drag it, I'm afraid that I'll let it out.

Sasha's hat knocked a bump off.

It's terrible for a beetle to live on a bitch.

Murzilka, 1990, No. 6.

Three birds are flying through three empty huts.

The fox runs along the sixth: lick, fox, sand!

Murzilka, 1982, No. 10.

Makar was bitten by a mosquito.
Swapped the mosquito Makar.

Murzilka, 1984, No. 3.

Stesha was in a hurry
I sewed a shirt
Yes hurried -
The sleeve was not sewn on.

Masha with Sasha
Follow Glasha.

Ivashka has a shirt
The shirt has pockets.

Donkey in the village
He carried firewood.
donkey firewood
Dumped into the grass

Murzilka, 1994, No. 11.

Ate well done
thirty three pies
with a pie
all with cottage cheese.

Murzilka, 1978(?), No. 4.

curdled milk

Yogurt was given to Klasha.

Dissatisfied Clasha:

I don't want curdled milk

Just give me porridge!

Dali instead of curdled milk

Kashi to our Klasha.

I just don't want porridge

So - without curdled milk!

Dali along with curdled milk

Kashi Klash our.

Ate, ate Klasha porridge

Along with curdled milk.

I ate, I got up

"Thank you" said.

On the path - a shadow,

Solar grid.

Through the tyn, through the fence

A branch hung.

I'll run, I'll jump

I'll stand on my toes

I will grab a branch by braids,

I'll get the berries.

I'll sit by the wattle fence

And on silk

Carefully string

Rowan berry.

Put on bitter beads,

Branch, branch!

On the path - a shadow,

Solar grid.

I'm running along the edge

And I sing a funny song.

Repeats my song.

I asked the echo: - Will you shut up? -

And I calmed down and stand.

And it answered me:

"You are, you are!"

It means that he understands my speech.

I said:

You sing easy! -

And I calmed down and stand.

And it answered me:

"OK OK!"

It means that he understands my speech.

I laugh - and everything rings with laughter,

Shut up - and everywhere silence ...

Sometimes I walk alone

And not boring, because the echo ...

Rain, rain, don't rain

Don't wait, wait!

Come out, come out, sunshine

Golden bottom!

I'm on a rainbow arc

I love to run

Seven-color-color

I'll wait in the meadow.

I'm on the red arc

I can't look

For orange, for yellow

I see a new arc.

This new arc

Greener than the meadows.

And behind it is blue

Just like my mother's earring.

I'm on the blue arc

I can't look

And behind this purple

I'll take it and run...

The sun has set behind the haystacks

Where are you, rainbow-arc?

The stoves are still burning in the houses

And the sun rises late

We also have on our river

Calmly walk through the ice;

Back to the wood shed

Won't go straight

And in the garden under the trees

A snowman is dozing with a broom;

We are all warmly dressed

In sweatshirts, in cotton pants ...

And yet signs of spring

In everything, everything is already visible

And how the roofs got warmer

And like the sun in sight

Drops, falling, sang,

They stammered like crazy.

And suddenly the road got wet

And the boots are full of water...

And the wind is gentle and lingering

Winded from the south side.

And the sparrows cry to each other

About the sun, about its beauty.

And all the funny freckles

Sit on one nose...