Streltsova Galina
Summary of the autumn walk “Leaf fall, leaf fall, yellow leaves are flying”
Summary of an autumn walk in the middle group
« Leaf fall, leaf fall, leaves are flying in the wind...»
Target: systematize children’s knowledge about seasonal changes in nature.
Tasks:
Continue to introduce children to the phenomenon autumn - leaf fall;
Introduce the variety of gold colors autumn;
Expand lexicon ("Golden autumn» , « Leaf fall» , "Nature's Golden Brush");
Develop the child’s observation, speech, attention, motor qualities;
Develop motor activity children;
Foster a love of nature;
Cultivate the ability to see beauty autumn nature;
Nurture friendly relationships;
Cultivate interest in outdoor games and healthy image life.
Walking progress:
The teacher invites the children to go to the playground kindergarten. While driving, invite the children to repeat the verse they learned the day before about autumn leaves.
One two three four five
We will collect leaves.
Birch leaves,
Rowan leaves,
poplar leaves,
Aspen leaves,
Oak leaves
We will collect
To mom autumn bouquet let's take it.
N. Nishcheva
Educator: Guys, look how beautiful our kindergarten is, look how elegant the trees are! Come closer and listen riddle:
I paint with yellow paint
Field, forest, valleys
And I love the sound of rain,
Call me!
Children: Autumn!
Educator: That's right in our yard - golden autumn! With coming autumn and cooling leaves on trees and bushes changed their color and began to fall off. Like sad colorful rain, they fall down leaves in autumn. This phenomenon in nature is called... « leaf fall» . Observe leaf fall we can when it gets cold and the tree cannot absorb much water with its roots and nutrients, can't get everyone drunk leaves, so they gradually die off, turn yellow and fall off. The tree seems to fall asleep until spring, but it is alive and needs to be protected. They fall especially hard leaves after freezing. You probably noticed on the way to the garden that in the mornings there is especially a lot of foliage under the trees and a chilly breeze drives them along the paths and paths.
Educator: Children, let's repeat what it is leaf fall?
Children: Leaf fall is the shedding of leaves from trees in autumn.
Educator: Look guys, there’s a lot under our feet foliage, what color is it?
Children: Yellow, red, brown.
Educator: That's how much you have autumn colors, every the leaf is unique, many colors and shades can be seen on them, which means what kind of leaves?
Children: Multicolored.
Educator: Now let's play a game « Leaf fall» take one in each hand leaflet and stand in a circle!
We - leaves, We - leaves, Children stand in a circle, holding in their hands
leaf
We - autumn leaves.
We sat on branches
The wind blew and they flew. - They scatter along the paths.
We flew, we flew - Running, waving leaves.
All the leaves are so tired.
The breeze stopped blowing - Blow on yours leaves in hands
Everyone sat in a circle. - Squat down leaves held above head.
The wind suddenly blew again - They scatter along the path.
AND blew leaves from branches. - Blow on leaves
All leaves flew - Throw up leaves up.
And they sat down quietly on the ground. - Squat down slowly.
The game can be repeated several times.
Educator: Guys, take your hands leaflet and tell me what color they are?
Educator: Guys, how great you are, how beautiful you chose the leaves for yourself! And now I propose to make fireworks, throw leaves high in the sky!
"I'll spin around, I'll spin around, like I'll get a piece of paper!» (on word "I'll fly" the teacher and the children throw their leaves up).
Educator: And how ours fell leaves?
Children: Slowly, spinning.
Educator: Why do you think leaves fall slowly?
Children: The leaves fell slowly because they are light.
Educator: Now take it in your hands again leaves and touch them, move your fingers along the veins leaf what do they feel like?
Children: rough, cold, dry. And how they rustle leaves? (Shhh)
Experimental activities: “What material can you rustle with? (Fabric, paper, plastic film).
Guys, what are the signs? autumn we know?- Late leaf fall - to harsh winter ; the leaf has turned yellow, but falls weakly - frosts will not come soon.
Educator: Guys, what are my leaves? Showcase different leaves for children. (pre-prepared bouquet)
Children: Different!
Educator: Let's find and name the trees that each belong to sheet. (The teacher takes turns showing the children maple leaves, birch, oak, ash, linden, elm. Children move around the site, looking for trees with similar leaves, upon finding the right tree the name of the tree is spoken: Maple - maple, Birch - birch and the like)
Educator: Well done guys, they named all the trees and everything leaves! Now let's collect a bright bouquet and give it to the junior teacher (children collect a bouquet, secure with an elastic band, then walks it is included in the group and given to the junior teacher)
Educator: Now let's check how attentive you are!
Didactic game: "Call me kindly"(Wind is a breeze, leaf -,cloud, rain, sun., cloud, cat.)
Outdoor game "Cat on the Roof".
At the end, the teacher gives a short conversation: "With which natural phenomenon did we meet today? ( leaf fall, “What colors are there? autumn leaves» , “What trees did we find today?”
At the end of the conversation, the children play freely under the supervision of the teacher.
Individual work on movement development
Individual games "Jumping over the track from leaves» , "Collect leaves a certain color or quantity".
Labor on site: On the territory of the kindergarten, inspect the trees and shrubs, remove dried branches and plant stems.
Publications on the topic:
Summary of the walk “Yellowed leaves are flying in the wind...”“Yellowed leaves are flying in the wind...” (IZO. Palm drawing) Goal: development fine motor skills through non-traditional artistic means.
Abstract of the educational activity “Yellow leaves are flying”“Yellow leaves are flying” Purpose: learning the ability to draw leaves by touching a brush to a sheet of paper; the ability to hold and use a brush correctly.
Goal: To arouse interest in creating a collective composition “Falling Leaves” Objectives: To continue acquaintance with autumn as a time of year. Interest.
Summary of the walk “Falling Leaves” (junior group) Goal: to form younger preschoolers ideas about the state of nature in autumn, reveal the new concept of “leaf fall”. Educational objectives:.
Entertainment summary “Yellow Leaves” Leading. Children, do you want to listen to a fairy tale? And this was when the summer died down, And rang out, and turned green, When the warm days flew by, And more.
Summary of the drawing lesson “Falling Leaves” PROGRAM CONTENT: a) educational objectives: continue to introduce children to brushes and paints, teach how to hold a brush correctly and carefully.
GCD: “How beautiful the leaf fall is!” Goal: summarize children's knowledge
Leaf fall
Alexander Ignatov 3
In the midst of Autumn it's time,
Leaves fly off the trees
And the smoke of a burning fire
The cool wind accelerates.
The sun is not visible in the sky,
Clouds hang over the house
And the taste of smoke on my lips,
The autumn gift is burned in the fire.
The falling leaves are rushing to the ground,
He doesn’t know why he’s in a hurry.
Glad to share its beauty
Unfortunately, it burns in the fire.
The autumn rain started to drizzle
Shedding tears over the leaves.
But he didn't put out the fires,
Tired of fighting fire.
In the midst of Autumn it's time,
Leaves fly off the trees
And from the burning fire
The fresh wind drives them away...
Autumn leaf fall
Anastasia Krivykh
Oh, what a wonderful phenomenon
Autumn, semi-yellow leaf fall.
Where the leaves circle so mismatched
And they fall to the ground at random.
And all the tracks in them. They are everywhere!
Like a child, my heart bursts out of my chest.
And forgetting about the severe cold
I wish I could leave the house, because I’m on my way with them.
And joyfully picking up an armful of leaves,
Hug and throw up again.
Fly redheads! Fly high!
...What a pity that you can’t hug everyone’s leaves.
And run along the fairy-tale alley
Having spread his arms along, towards the leaves,
And the heart beats stronger and stronger
And no, there is no end to the flying thoughts.
Sorting leaves underfoot,
And get dizzy just like them...
The birch trees instantly mixed with the clouds,
And it was as if they were lifted off the ground.
And the autumn leaves are turning my head,
Merged into one as if he and I.
I walk, I wander, I walk at random,
And all the leaves are in my head,
leaves,
leaves...
Autumn bouquets
Valeria Naumova
Autumn bouquets of yellow leaves!
Autumn bouquets! There is little novelty in them.
They have a musty aroma familiar from childhood.
And there is no other way like this
Plunge back into previous years,
When I wandered around just like then,
rustling leaves and not opening the umbrella,
Just covering my head with a hood...
Autumn bouquets of colorful leaves!
All the flowers of the inflorescences fade before you...
Leaf
Victor Kolesnikov 6
The leaf fluttered under the sharp wind
And he froze from powerlessness.
He only has a few centuries left.
He felt it and knew it.
Then the end. Then the fall.
Then whirling in the blue.
Earthly dampness. Bitterness. Decay.
And dissolving in the grass.
And sometimes another leaf in spring
He will be replaced on the branch that
Where moments of happiness fly by
Before the blue and emptiness.
Victor Nikiforov Syrinx
Days are like leaves... flying away,
melting, melting... Where are they?..
Flock of migratory leaves
These days are akin to mine.
And not knowing what is shorter -
heavenly path or earthly path?..
These days and these nights
the leaves are flying after... me.
Autumn leaf fall
Vyacheslav Ignatovich
Autumn shines through our souls.
Autumn is calling online.
On the sidewalk in the puddles
A sheet of copper falls.
My ladies are in the spring,
What were your family names?
Following a sheet of copper
a sheet of steel falls.
I forgot Galya.
Dana went to see a friend.
Following the sheet of steel
the slate floats smoothly.
Sometimes I dream about summer,
where else are we together?
The slate fell, followed by
a sheet of tin falls.
A little closer to death.
I go to bed again at eight.
The foxes are circling, the devils.
The leaves are spinning. Autumn.
Autumn leaves
Galina Sorenkova
From the leaves of autumn on earth
Weaves a colored carpet.
And I felt very sad
That the leaves fly away.
They were like people to me,
They celebrated the dawn with me.
I told them mine
All the joys and sorrows.
The leaf falls, underfoot
It rustles and beats quietly.
In the spring - another one will appear,
But this one won't come back.
Golden coins
Galina Stetsenko
Birch trees scattered
.................Golden coins -
To everyone's joy and happiness!
...............And they were left naked.
Those coins work hard
............ the janitor is raking the heap!
That's right, the richest
............considers himself in the world.
In the kingdom of fierce winter there is a pond
...............in a glass box
Preserves wealth
...............until the long-awaited spring.
To come back again -
................ there are such signs -
Autumn throws into the water
....................Golden coins…
Leaves...
Dime Smiles
People and leaves are similar in many ways,
The wind of times often disturbs them.
Trembling and tearing in cruel trials,
And he strives to break it off ahead of schedule.
The summer sun beckons with hope,
I trust that it will not deceive.
In the gentle rays the leaves melt carelessly,
Oh, if only summer would freeze forever...
Autumn bursts in boldly, unexpectedly.
Hiding the sun in the arms of fog.
The rain bothers me with an alarming beat,
Occasionally sobbing in a chilly chill.
Dampness and greyness, there is no return to summer...
The leaves are trembling, filled with fear.
Autumn will pluck them with a careless touch,
Turning dreams and hopes into dust...
The leaves are already spinning in flight,
A nervous spiral of the last dance.
They fall quietly, in sad humility,
Flashing with a fiery flash of farewell...
Maple leaves
Maid of the Mist
Maple leaves, autumn leaves,
How good are you now?
In these last lives moments
Give tenderness of soul.
As a farewell, I offered you my palms
Sunny day in November
Paint the paths in parks and squares
A yellow carpet of amber.
Time is running and unfortunately for you,
Not durable, unfortunately
How can you prolong the moments of admiration?
This armful of leaves?
And, having played out, the power of fantasy
Instantly the versatility of the leaf
With a slight movement of her hand she turned
Into the gentle curve of a petal.
The first, the other, leaned against each other:
There's nothing left to lose
They pressed closely together, frozen with fear -
What if they are separated again?
An openwork ribbon wrapped around the sculpture
Fairy tales that inspired a dream
Freeze as if on a first date
November roses - bud.
Autumn time
Elena Aniruss
In rumpled raincoats, helplessly childish,
The leaves languish in a homeless flock
Like emigrants of the first years of the Soviet
On the station squares of China.
The fire smokes with its last puff,
The train doors are calling into the gaps, -
Customs officer crowned with a cap
IN last time luggage has already been checked
And you can't take anything else with you.
The last path to the centimeter is completed,
And the heart matures with emptiness
In a short eternity before a gust of wind...
Secret
Elena Igorevna Moiseeva
Around the world the wind-postman carries envelopes,
Multi-colored leaves circle.
Well, how could I not love you, autumn?!!
Having washed yourself with the rain, you are fresh again,
Extraordinarily pretty and playful
Admiring yourself in puddle-mirrors,
In a new outfit with a golden shimmer,
With a flirtatious smile on her lips.
Sadness and seriousness disappeared instantly,
And through the fog such light streams,
That I'm involuntarily waiting for a magical change,
Let this be our secret!
Autumn leaves
Elena Lipatova
Sinking
In the fallen leaves
Summer...
Red-haired laughter
Rings
Ridiculous.
Moans
Autumn around the world -
Leaves echo
Take off
into the sky.
leaf
Yenka Yenka
A leaf fell on the path,
Having performed your farewell waltz...
I will feel sorry for the orphan -
I'll take the chilled one home!
Here it sparkles on the palm of your hand
Like a bright, red light.
Go out in a puddle on the path
Not long on a cloudy day...
I will plant a leaf in a bowl
I will water it diligently.
Let him live with us a little...
What if he can become a maple again?
Autumn Bouquet
Zinaida Silkina
A heap of yellow leaves on the porch,
Wet paths from the rain,
Gray smoke stretches out like a ring,
Disappearing into the cloudy day.
Everything in nature is quietly fading,
Freezes with wondrous beauty,
And the birches silently nod to me
Silvery-yellow foliage.
Light sadness flies into the blue
The gold of the years we have lived,
And in me you remain autumn,
Like a bright, fiery bouquet...
And then what???
Irina Krisanova
Colored carpet of fallen leaves
The free wind blows.
Don't trample on them so quickly
They are probably in pain without it.
They lie there, still beautiful,
They still live and breathe like everyone else
On a wonderfully clear autumn day,
Like us, everyone feels and hears.
They are quiet songs about freedom
Tramp - the wind hums.
They are below - to please fate...
What then? No one knows...
Yellow leaves are falling...
Irina Krisanova
The yellow leaves are falling,
And they lie down like a golden carpet.
Stupid people burn them
Turning beauty into smoke.
The day is friendly and bright,
The wind is gentle and the air is clean.
And he dances his last waltz
Lonely autumn leaf.
Wonderful autumn foliage
Irina Krisanova
Wonderful autumn foliage -
A piece of golden light
Vision of a golden dream
And an Indian gift of summer.
Ah, there is no end to her beauty!
Then autumn writes his letters
To all those who dream of spring,
Yes, the triumph of sadness breathes.
And the wind flies up
Foliage farewell fireworks -
Life flashes so brightly
In my last moments...
Unexpected dialogue
Lidia Sapronova
Leaf fall, like a random passerby,
Suddenly suddenly on the shoulder,
Like a palm, a maple leaf will lay
And he whispers hotly in your ear:
Hey friend, hello, remember summer?
Do you remember the quiet green May?
And rustles without waiting for an answer:
Why are you standing there, come on, hug me!
And then, ashamed: he misrepresented himself,
The leaf will be torn off and carried along the roads...
I'm a little sad that I was interrupted
Our unexpected dialogue.
Leaf fall
Lyudmila Voronova
The rain is over. And immediately the wind
blew without losing strength.
Leaves flew from the branches
bright rainbow colors -
the whole family at once.
Puddles by the sea on the road,
neither pass nor pass.
My feet immediately got wet...
Well, "bon voyage"!
But leave all doubts:
this wonderful leaf fall
improves mood!
Why aren't you happy?
How to trust the yellow leaf?
Lyudmila Svirskaya
How to trust the yellow leaf
Green lines - open and brittle?
At the foot of the temple height
Feeling the push of the puzzle,
I was convinced: the truth is mute,
Dormant like a compressed spring...
At the foot of autumn - winter
It seems forever unattainable.
The leaf flies, fragments of verse
Carefully touching the heart...
Why is it so mournfully quiet?
Is this fall brassy?
He's afraid to interfere with you and me
A secretly insinuating oboe?
At the foot of autumn the soul
Silently awaiting reprisal against himself.
Autumn sketch
Lyudmila Solma
Selflessly...
Feelings stir...
Draws autumn
Refinedly with a brush -
On maple leaves.
They still have soul -
So emerald
Chlorophyll content.
But drying-
Gilded edge,
Artist brushstroke-
Thickens it a little...
And we notice
Green paradise-
Like everything around,
Saying goodbye to summer -
Fading...
Glittering gold lamps
Olya Korneeva
Shining with gold lamps,
Autumn is leaving, burning out,
And only the prince’s leaves fall,
Almost without noticing it,
Gives magic balls
Without sparing countless riches -
The feasts glow with luxury,
To the Strauss waltzes of the alley,
Seizing parks and forests
And taking you into a bright dance,
Everyone and everything is circling carelessly!
Golden autumn is leaving...
The leaves are flying around
Nadezhda Yakovleva 2
Leaves fly around like hopes
What a summer that never came true.
The breeze, playing serenely,
They are thrown up, thrown down.
The leafy blizzard will sweep them away,
He will be left in a dead heap on the way.
We are inside an unshakable circle,
You can’t get out of it, you can’t enter it.
Dusk has fallen on the city,
Covering us with autumn darkness.
Lanterns light up the darkness of the night,
Darned here and there with a needle.
I hurry to the warmth of cozy rooms,
You will usually meet on the corner.
Only Autumn seems homeless
And he knocks on the glass with a branch.
At night I think about a lot of things
But there is nothing I can do to help her...
And Autumn is crying beyond the threshold,
And behind her the night sobs...
Autumn leaf
Natalia Young
Autumn leaves - an autumn miracle! -
They fly off the trees everywhere in the wind.
And the tired leaf lay down on the bench
In an alley illuminated by sunlight.
He, swaying in the wind like a tiny boat,
Rustle to me quietly, saying goodbye to me,
About how he shone in green clothes,
And the hopes for happiness were bright.
He remembers how with the noisy green people
He saturated the earth's air with oxygen.
How merrily the leaves rustled together,
They decorated their native land like they did.
Let the summer fly by, let the maiden fall
The winds carry all the leaves to the ground,
But he will not forget, no matter how sad he is,
How close he grew to the vast sky.
Leaf fall
Natalya Polyarus
Leaves have a short life
Natalya Polyarus
Leaves have a short life
Just one season.
No gasping, no groaning
A leaf fell onto the lawn.
He brought joy in the summer with shade,
Protected from the rain.
I didn’t think big
I worked as much as I could.
Having thought thoroughly,
I wove a large carpet.
Not just like that - CONSCIOUSLY
The autumn leaf has fallen.
leaf birds
Natalia Erbes
Autumn is clear, colorful,
But sad when
The leaf birds fly away
From the usual nest.
Each leaf is a former bud
Full of happy dreams.
Each one is like a silent line
Unwritten poems.
The restless wind whistles,
The elegant garden will rustle,
Leaves will float across the sky -
Golden sails.
I swept the leaves today
Natasha Akimova
I swept the leaves today
collected summer in boxes.
Autumn stood quietly nearby
and caressed me with the sun.
The leaves have already died and fallen,
under the trees an unwoven carpet.
Weightless, rustling tablets
on paths, on benches, under the window.
And guess at them, read the past,
from veins thin and dry
choose any insight
for family, friends and strangers.
Autumn contains all the destinies...
I take my destiny from the heap,
but the wind pampers and carries away
the most treasured foliage.
Sun spots on the withered grass
merged with maple leaves.
Don't call, stay unavailable...
Autumn is the future life... Leaves
Nina Zimnyaya
I collect fallen gold
Leaves preserve memory forever.
My hands don't feel cold -
Thick leaf fall warms the heart.
There is harmony in thin veins,
Feelings are hidden in autumn gifts.
I hear whispers on quiet forks,
There are no more of them on black trunks.
They will live in an old book,
Hanging a bunch of herbs by the pantry.
And they put lingonberries in the basket
Leaves of memory, from the peahen tree.
Leaf fall
Olga Altovskaya
And outside the window there is a holiday of leaf fall.
The leaves swirl and flicker in the light.
Last ball. Remains of the masquerade.
The forest brightens, losing its beauty.
The leaf falls under the canopy of living patterns,
And the look is deeper, and the appearance is a little newer.
In the blue of shining expanses
The golden lace of branches soars.
And the sun is like a clean plate,
Glistens in the floods of yellow silence.
There all my torments are so small,
And all my sorrows are so funny.
There's a quiet dignity of loss
And time of meaningful captivity,
Chambers full of love and light
On the eve of inevitable changes.
Leaf fall
Svetlana Slepova
The leaf is frozen.
He caught a cold.
Leaf sneezed
And - fell off.
Spun above the ground,
He was having fun,
I frolicked goodbye
And how he dropped dead.
Diagnosis:
Infected with leaf fall.
Maple leaves
Tatiana Blagorazumova
Maple leaves in a crimson blizzard
whirling, performing the autumn ritual, -
like the night stars falling - and spicy
add aroma to the air mixture.
The lonely asphalt awaits their kisses.
And the leaves fly off, generous with affection,
lying on his rough cheeks
How loving women lipstick marks.
Whispering to each other about something secret,
crunching displeasedly under a rough foot,
They still don’t believe that they are covered in decay,
that fate's fingers are over their motley crowd.
The wind, like trash, will sweep them along the roadsides,
The rains will pour down and the snow will crush.
So the outfit of maple leaves is gilded
the last one is that their life is so short.
Leaves
Tatyana Butakova 3
In the yard in the sun, the leaves lie in a heap.
The wind will blow, lift them up - and they fly, fly, fly...
Fly far, leaves, who are you following?
What can’t sit still, what pulls you to the sky, up?
Maybe cranes are flying in the sky like a proud wedge?
Or do you want to bask in the bright glow of dawn?
Don't fly far, they're not waiting for you in the sky,
The wind will subside, play - you will be here again!
Maple bouquet
Tatiana Gostyukhina
Glow of summer -
against a dull background.
Spring music -
to the sounds of rain.
No, not in vain
preserved foliage
strength and wisdom
of all the days we have lived.
Quietly, fearlessly
leaves are falling,
to the distant sky
turning his gaze
Do you hear, autumn
tenderness flows
giving birth in souls
aching motive...
Pre-winter is coming soon...
Pierce goodbye
sunny, bright
maple bouquet.
Will remind you again
time to fade:
death for life
Eternity doesn't have...
How long is a leaf measured to live?..
Tatiana Gostyukhina
How many leaves
is life measured out? -
Total from spring
until autumn.
To say goodbye
put together a song
In sad
September blue.
Sticky kidney...
The most delicate leaf...
And mature foliage
boiling…
By autumn -
life slow current,
Last Passion
combustion.
How blessed
fire power
At the yellow one
autumn gray hair!
So would I
without grieving and loving,
Live from spring
until autumn.
So that just like that,
like this leaf
Leave your soul
imperishable.
And, having burned out
your due date,
Forever
merge with the Universe...
Leaf fall
Tereshkova Galina
Project: Natural phenomena.
In forests, parks and gardens,
On trees and bushes,
Hello bright autumn:
All the foliage changed color.
The leaf was green in the summer,
As if the rain washed away that color,
And entangled in a web
Branches of maple and rowan.
The falling leaves are spinning,
Leaves are flying in the wind,
And it looked like a miracle
This yellow-red rain.
painted leaf,
I'm chilled from excitement,
He lies under your feet,
As if it was rustling, complaining.
The cranes are flying south,
They are not afraid of falling leaves,
Winter will come soon,
The rivers will all be covered with ice.
And the birches, those eccentrics,
Like bears, they will hibernate,
Sleep and dreams will help them
Meet the blizzard and frost.
Leaf fall
Yulia Bogodist
Circle after circle, one after another,
The leaves are spinning in circles
A string of strings,
A colorful flock of birds...
And, showing off in front of us,
They wave their leaves - wings,
Settled along the way
Multi-colored confetti.
The paths are decorated
In picturesque pictures.
The leaves whisper and rustle:
“Here comes autumn...” Leaf fall.
About the herbarium and coffee with cinnamon...
Yulia Vikhareva
I collected a herbarium - the sadness of an autumn bouquet:
Maple leaf...oak leaf...Well, goodbye, dashing summer!
October is taking root in our fragile souls
And he throws leaves in the park - a heap of yellowed letters.
I carefully collect these letters and read in them:
“Wait for a visit, I’ll be here for a long time.” Signature: “golden autumn.”
The rain looms behind the glass... Quiet... In the distance a dog breaks...
Oh, my friend, make me some coffee! Maybe at least he will console?
We warm our hands on cups...Coffee with the smell of cinnamon
It briefly brightens up our sleepy faces.
There is a funny vase on the window, with a herbarium bristling in it:
Yellow-red maple leaf...Red-brown oak leaf...
It's time to fade
Yulia Zazimko
In the midst of autumn's tender captivity,
Swaddled by the nebula of days
The leaves dream of a change in fate,
The withering accomplished in her.
Slowly clearer and clearer,
Everything is lighter, the melancholy is weightless...
In the meantime, they are turning green,
They don’t say goodbye to the branch yet.
While waiting for the specified deadlines,
Under the lingering singing of the rains
Each leaf is lonely between the others
With its marvelous dissimilarity.
One day you will turn around and shudder...
But on stormy bitter days
Someone will say quietly: “Do you remember,
They turned beautifully green."
Poems for children about autumn and leaf fall.
A. Ryabinka
Leaf fall, leaf fall
The leaves are spinning and flying!
Multi-colored, carved,
Like painted with a brush...
Autumn gave me paint,
The leaves began to dance.
O. Kiseleva
Yellow leaves are dancing
They fall from the branches and fly.
This golden fairy tale
They call it “leaf fall.”
L. Aleynikova
Leaf fall! Leaf fall!
The entire park and garden are covered!
Multi-colored carpets,
Spread out under your feet!
I will catch the leaf in my hands,
I will give it to my beloved mother!
Autumn is deciduous,
The most elegant!
E. Pimenova
And everywhere - leaf fall!
Leaves fly under your feet.
The mischievous wind swirls -
Red leaf, gold...
Composes a round dance,
playing with leaves.
This autumn is coming to us
- dear guest!
E. Grudanov
How beautiful the leaf fall is!
Yellow leaves are flying!
Above land and above water
The golden whirlwind is spinning!
Autumn drops rain
And strips the trees,
Covering everything around
A lush fairy carpet!
N. Kapustyuk
Leaf fall, leaf fall,
Golden rain.
They're all flying, they're all flying
Leaves, leaves, leaves!
The leaves are different,
Carved leaves,
Yellow, red -
Choose any.
Along the path into leaf fall
We went for a walk.
And the guys have bouquets:
“Here they are!” - came out.
The leaves are different,
Bright bouquets.
We will remember for a long time
We are falling leaves!
A. Teslenko
Leaf fall, leaf fall,
Yellow leaves are flying,
Collect, don't be lazy,
And smile at each other.
Yellow leaves are flying,
Like umbrellas circling,
The wind blew: one-two-three,
Got off the ground
And they flew high
But the sky is far away.
Circled again
They sank to the ground to sleep.
O. Beygul
Look on the street: everywhere
Leaves are flying in the wind,
Spun in a wondrous waltz
Colorful leaf fall!
Leaves fall under your feet
Soft colorful carpet,
And the rain makes them watery
Gold and silver.
Well, tomorrow, early in the morning,
We'll take the baskets
And along the forest rug
Let's go get honey mushrooms.
After the mushroom rain
All the mushrooms are right there!
The whole family has a stump
They lead a round dance with a song.
A. Mokhorev
Autumn, like summer,
It's also the time of year.
Yellow leaf from dawn
And the weather is rainy.
And bad weather in the morning,
And it's cool in the morning.
Maple leaf for luck -
Autumn reward.
On a maple leaf
The sun's ray plays
To the kingdom of snow again
Autumn invites.
L. Lukanova
In the morning the sky was gloomy
And everything seemed despondent.
Autumn loves to cry,
It's raining on the ground.
Loves to rustle leaves
And pluck them from the trees.
G. Sorenkova
Autumn came to us yesterday,
It's cool outside.
Warm summer time
She ran away from the garden.
Covered with yellow leaves
Paths and paths.
And the rowan trees dressed up
In red earrings.
Clouds are flying in the sky,
They are fighting with the sun.
Birds fly south
They gather in flocks.
Through fields, forests and valleys
Autumn is approaching us.
September is approaching schools,
The doors open.
E. Osipova
It's that time of year, kids.
Gives a lot of bad weather.
Gives wind, rain and puddles,
The falling leaves are circling in the sky.
This season is the beginning of school,
Where are the problems and verbs?
Our best friends
And you can’t go to the beach anymore.
The days are getting shorter
But it’s longer than the night.
Birds will fly to the south,
To return to summer.
What time of year we ask?
And in response we will hear - autumn.
G. Ryaskina
Autumn has cooled the air
White day has been shortened
I decorated the leaves,
I poked mushrooms,
Scattered cobwebs
Discolored the blades of grass,
The fruit harvest has been collected,
I plowed all the arable land,
Carried out flocks of birds,
It was drizzling with rain.
I got tired...and decided -
I'll tear off another leaf
and I’ll put an end to that,
I'll go to the forest to rest,
Wait for the arrival of gray winter.
Interesting poems about leaf fall, autumn leaves:
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Suddenly it became twice as bright,
The yard is like in the sun's rays -
This dress is golden
On the shoulders of a birch tree.
In the morning we go to the yard -
Leaves are falling like rain,
They rustle underfoot
And they fly... they fly... they fly...
Cobwebs fly by
With spiders in the middle,
And high from the ground
Cranes fly by.
Everything is flying! This must be
Our summer is flying away.
****
Leaf fall,
Leaf fall!
Yellow birds are flying
Maybe it's not birds
Are you getting ready for a long journey?
Maybe this
Just summer
Flying away to relax?
He will rest,
Will gain strength
And back to us
Will come back.
I. Bursov
****
Autumn. The leaves are spinning
There are puddles on the paths,
And everywhere, like flowers,
Umbrellas open.
****
(S. Yesenin)
Golden leaves swirled
In the pinkish water of the pond,
Like a light flock of butterflies
Freezingly, he flies towards the star.
I'm in love this evening,
The yellowing valley is close to my heart.
The wind boy up to his shoulders
The hem of the birch tree was stripped.
Both in the soul and in the valley there is coolness,
Blue twilight like a flock of sheep,
Behind the gate of the silent garden
The bell will ring and die.
I've never been thrifty before
So did not listen to rational flesh,
It would be nice, like willow branches,
To capsize into the pink waters.
It would be nice, smiling at the haystack,
The muzzle of the month chews hay...
Where are you, where, my quiet joy,
Loving everything, wanting nothing?
Leaf fall
(Ivan Bunin)
The forest is like a painted tower,
Lilac, gold, crimson,
A cheerful, motley wall
Standing above a bright clearing.
Birch trees with yellow carving
Glisten in the blue azure,
Like towers, the fir trees are darkening,
And between the maples they turn blue
Here and there through the foliage
Clearances in the sky, like a window.
The forest smells of oak and pine,
Over the summer it dried out from the sun,
And Autumn is a quiet widow
He enters his colorful mansion.
Today in an empty clearing,
Among the wide yard,
Air web fabric
They shine like a silver net.
Plays all day today
The last moth in the yard
And, like a white petal,
Freezes on the web,
Warmed by the warmth of the sun;
It's so light all around today,
Such dead silence
In the forest and in the blue heights,
What is possible in this silence
Hear the rustling of leaves.
The forest is like a painted tower,
Lilac, gold, crimson,
Standing above a sunny meadow,
Fascinated by the silence;
The blackbird clucks as it flies
Among the undersea, where the thick
The foliage sheds an amber glow;
While playing, it will flash in the sky
Scattered flock of starlings -
And everything will freeze again.
Last moments of happiness!
Autumn already knows what he is
Deep and silent peace -
A harbinger of long bad weather.
Deeply, strangely the forest was silent
And at dawn, when from sunset
Purple sparkle of fire and gold
The tower was illuminated by fire.
Then it became gloomily dark inside him.
The moon is rising, and in the forest
Shadows fall on the dew...
It's become cold and white
Among the clearings, among the through
Of the dead autumn thicket,
And terribly in autumn alone
In the desert silence of the night.
Now the silence is different:
Listen - she is growing,
And with her, frightening with her paleness,
And the month slowly rises.
He made all the shadows shorter
Transparent smoke hovered over the forest
And now he looks straight into the eyes
From the misty heights of heaven.
O dead dream of an autumn night!
O terrible hour of night wonders!
In the silvery and damp fog
The clearing is light and empty;
Forest, flooded with white light,
With its frozen beauty
As if he were prophesying death for himself;
The owl, and she is silent: she sits,
Yes, he looks stupidly from the branches,
Sometimes he will laugh wildly,
Falls down with noise from above,
Flapping soft wings,
And he will sit on the bushes again
And he looks with round eyes,
Leading with his eared head
On the sides, as if in amazement;
And the forest stands in a daze,
Filled with a pale, light haze
And leaves with rotten dampness...
Leaf fall
(Eduard Asadov)
Morning like a bird in the sky
Rainbow feathers drop.
The stars, like pieces of ice, are melting
With a slight ringing in the blue
In the Botanical the puddles sparkle
Lakes large and small.
And along the branches with red squirrels
The leaves are jumping.
There, laughing and clinging to each other,
To the sound of birdsong
Two rowan trees, like two girlfriends,
They hug the lawn.
The linden trees are rustling importantly about something,
And the servant sweeps through the perch
Either glass or a blue star,
That fell into the garden at dawn.
The leaf fall is blazing, it's blowing,
Only a raven on a maple branch
As if he serves as an important watchman,
Silently and adamantly.
The raven is old and very wise,
He is honored in this park.
And who knows, maybe this morning
He is celebrating his hundredth year...
And he doesn’t need to explain
Why is it so difficult for me?
He remembers how with a bitter look
This, this, this very garden
You've gone far, far away...
How easily we sometimes destroy
In spores-flames, everything is in a row.
Oh, how easy it is to offend a soul
And how difficult it is to go back!
The aspen fire showered sparks,
Well, exactly the same as it is now.
And there were no evil reasons,
What are the evil ones - no reasons,
Except for the most empty pride!
Into the blue, into the silence, into the foliage
You walked slowly along the path,
Somehow reverently and cautiously -
Suddenly I come to my senses and call...
Variegated, blizzard foliage,
The cobwebs tremble and melt,
The leaves are falling and rustling
And your traces are covered.
And everything around is fresh and spicy,
Everything is bathed in glare of light,
Like "In Sokolniki" by Levitan,
Only there is no female figure...
And now here, as on the same day,
Everything is glowing and golden.
Only bitterness in the soul, like a shadow,
The black cat is scurrying around.
Everything can be plunged into darkness,
Live and listen to the showers cry,
You can lower joy like a banner...
This is possible. Maybe not so
But everything can be different!
And whatever the soul tastes,
No matter how we were hit at random,
If happiness is cut short,
Does that mean there was no happiness?!
And no matter what torment burns us,
But is everything destined to burn?
The hardest thing is separation,
But separation is not death!
I will find you. I will destroy
Ice of silence. I'm in a hurry!
I will light up your eyes and soul,
I will resurrect everything we lived by!
Let all the winds whistle alarm.
I am sure: love is alive!
He who loves will find the way!
The one who loves will find words!
You will step towards me, I believe, I know,
The tears that broke through without melting,
And forgiving and understanding.
My bright darling,
My amazing! 
Leaf fall
(Sergey Mikhalkov)
Just recently at the top of the maple tree
He rustled together with other leaves,
But the hour has come, and the former leaf is green,
Having lost support, he fell down from the top.
Here he lies, having lost his support
Dry maple leaf,
On a rainy day, fallen
But the forest still lives - its leaves rustle,
Even though it's autumn every day
Takes your rights
And the time of leaf fall comes.
Don't worry, friend! We need to come to terms with this.
No matter how hard you try, you can't cheat fate.
Your turn will come, and you will fade in due time,
No matter how hard you try, you cannot fool nature.
But you are still alive! Live! And rustle!
****
(N. Egorov)
Leaf fall?
Leaf fall!
Autumn caulking forest.
The hemp came,
The edges turned red.
The wind flew by
The wind whispered in the forest:
- Don't complain to the doctor.
I treat the freckled ones:
I'll tear off all the red flowers,
I'll throw them in the grass!
****
(A. Teslenko)
Leaf fall, leaf fall,
Yellow leaves are flying,
Collect, don't be lazy,
And smile at each other.
Yellow leaves are flying,
Like umbrellas circling,
The wind blew: one-two-three,
Got off the ground
And they flew high
But the sky is far away.
Circled again
They sank to the ground to sleep. 
****
(T. Morozova)
The leaves are spinning in the air,
So weird at times
They lie quietly at your feet
Sometimes with carpets, sometimes with mountains...
Here the maple leaf is spinning
And dives into the lawn...
How can we not be surprised -
He fell so wonderfully!
As if filled with gold
Parks, squares and gardens...
Everything around is covered with leaves -
These are autumn traces.
My sister and I are very happy
See this beauty
We play with the falling leaves
We catch leaves on the fly.
And then we collect
Bright leaves in a bouquet,
We'll give it to mom
Hello from autumn.
****
(O. Beygul)
Look on the street: everywhere
Leaves are flying in the wind,
Spun in a wondrous waltz
Colorful leaf fall!
Leaves fall under your feet
Soft colorful carpet,
And the rain makes them watery
Gold and silver.
Well, tomorrow, early in the morning,
We'll take the baskets
And along the forest rug
Let's go get honey mushrooms.
After the mushroom rain
All the mushrooms are right there!
The whole family has a stump
They lead a round dance with a song.
****
(S. Belov)
There lived two friends
We lived without grieving,
Let's go for a walk one day
In the afternoon they decided.
Just left the threshold -
Look - leaves are falling!
-Well, let's call you soon
We are other guys!
The leaves are circling in a round dance
Bright colors of autumn,
The whole firmament was full of colors -
They just dropped them off!
And friends in the evening,
How did you go home?
According to the autumn bouquet
They brought it to moms.
****
(G. Ilyina)
The leaf says to the Leaf:
- Let's dance, brother, twist.
We'll just wait for the breeze.
And Sister: - better polka!
- Tango! - Waltz! - Quadrille! - Foxtrot! —
The leaves rustle. And so:
- Wind!
- Wind!
- Wind!
- We... -
It rolled through the foliage.
The wind is also happy to meet you.
Oh, what a leaf fall it was! 
****
(N. Kapustyuk)
Leaf fall, leaf fall,
Golden rain.
They're all flying, they're all flying
Leaves, leaves, leaves!
The leaves are different,
Carved leaves,
Yellow, red -
Choose any.
Along the path into leaf fall
We went for a walk.
And the guys have bouquets:
“Here they are!” — left.
The leaves are different,
Bright bouquets.
We will remember for a long time
We are falling leaves!
****
(L. Kaplun)
Autumn - leaf - leaf fall,
Leaves - butterflies are flying.
Yellow and red
All colors are different.
How glad the wind is,
What did the leaf fall cause?
He flew in and whistled,
The park rustled with leaves.
It's raining here and there,
He decided to wet us like this.
Autumn is golden,
Clear, radiant,
We love you any:
Gray-brown-blue.
Leaf Fall Lesson
(Valentin Berestov)
And in pairs, in pairs following her,
For my dear teacher
We solemnly leave the village.
And the puddles were covered in leaves from the lawns!
“Look! On dark fir trees in the undergrowth
Maple stars burn like pendants
Bend over for the most beautiful leaf
In veins of crimson on gold.
Remember everything, how the earth falls asleep,
And the wind covers it with leaves.”
And in the maple grove it is brighter and brighter.
More and more leaves are flying off the branches.
We play and run around under the falling leaves
With a sad, thoughtful woman next to him.
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**** If it's autumn, everyone knows **** And when the cheerful wind flew away, **** How beautiful the leaf fall is! Autumn drops rain Leaf fall Wind, wind, wind, The rain is pouring down Autumn leaves The birdhouse is empty, All day today Mischief makers Spun around me Without end and without beginning? **** The leaves seem to have gone wild: colorful foliage, **** Leaf fall! Leaf fall! I will catch the leaf in my hands, |
**** The leaves sparkle with bright colors - **** And then another and a third... Golden Rain The leaves were filled with sunshine. They rustled through the bushes, **** And everywhere - leaf fall! Composes a round dance, **** Leaf fall, leaf fall, Yellow yard, yellow house. Leaf walker Red rain fell from the sky, The sides of the river are freezing, **** The leaves are falling and spinning Autumn tears off the leaves, First leaf fall Perhaps the first leaf fall Put on his bitches |
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**** I'll pick up a pile of leaves, **** Leaf fall, leaf fall, Golden leaves fall, fly, **** Leaf fall, leaf fall **** One two three four five Birch leaves, We will collect oak leaves, |
**** Yellow, red leaf fall - **** Yellow leaves are dancing Autumn treasure Yellow coins fall from a branch... **** Foliage flutters in the air, **** fallen leaves |
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(M. Evensen)
Leaves are falling, falling -
In our garden the leaves are falling...
Yellow, red leaves
They curl and fly in the wind.
Birds fly south -
Geese, rooks, cranes.
This is the last flock
Flapping its wings in the distance.
Let's take each basket in our hands,
Let's go to the forest to pick mushrooms,
The stumps and paths smell
Delicious autumn mushroom.
Birch
(V. Soloukhin)
In the spruce forest everything is discreet,
Its tones are muted.
And suddenly a white birch tree
Alone in a gloomy spruce forest.
It is known that death in public is easier.
I saw it myself an hour ago,
How it began in a distant grove
Cheerful, friendly leaf fall.
And here she drops leaves
Away from loved ones and friends.
Like fire in a misty thicket
It's light for a hundred steps around.
And it’s incomprehensible to the dark spruce trees,
To those gathered even more closely:
What with her? After all, we grew green together
Recently. What's wrong with her?
And now they are thoughtful, serious,
As if looking down at the ground,
Above the fading birch tree
They stand in silence.
Waterfall
(N. Matveeva)
Autumn breathes imperceptibly on the trees and bushes -
Both with and without wind, leaves fall from them.
And like an autumn leaf a star falls from the sky into the sea;
She will never return to heaven, she will never return.
And the waterfall is not like falling leaves.
It does not sadden, but makes happy where it falls;
And the waterfall rumbles and laughs out of place,
As if he wants to fall into this abyss.
The brook rushes into the abyss - the patriotic abyss:
Do you really need a pass into the abyss? Let him go ahead!
But he will barely cross the forbidden line -
It will become stunned, become shallow, and hide the pebbles in its mouth.
And the waterfall, like a cheerful acrobat called for an encore,
It flies, flies down from the ledge...
A waterfall is not falling leaves, a waterfall is not falling stars -
He is cheerful from head to toe.
Waterfall, fall to your heart's content! You can fall without falling,
And fall, so as not to fall and curse everything in the world.
...And the waterfall rumbles, and the waterfall laughs, -
The forces of life, the forces of happiness are boiling in him.
Leaf fall
(O. Berggolts)
Autumn, autumn! Above Moscow
Cranes, fog and smoke.
Golden-dark foliage
The gardens light up.
And boards on the boulevards
everyone passing by is told
singles or couples:
"Caution, leaf fall!"
Oh how lonely my heart is
in a strange alley!
Evening wanders past the windows,
shuddering in the rain.
For whom am I alone here?
who is dear to me, who makes me happy?
Why do I remember:
"Caution, falling leaves"?
Nothing was needed -
so there's nothing to lose:
even close ones, even dear ones,
can't even be called a friend.
Why am I sad?
that we say goodbye forever,
Sad, unhappy,
lonely man?
What about grins, what about negligence?
You will endure it, you will wait it out...
No - the most terrible thing is tenderness
goodbye like rain.
Dark shower, warm shower
all sparkling and trembling!
Be cheerful, be happy
goodbye like rain.
...I'll go to the station alone,
I will refuse the escorts.
I didn't tell you everything
but now I won’t say.
The lane is full at night
and the tablets say
to passing singles:
“Caution, leaf fall”... 
Autumn garden
(Nika Turbina)
IN autumn garden, where is the leaf fall...
You will be glad, my friend.
Those who have forgotten you will come -
Suddenly remember the past -
Why the years fly by so quickly
And the days have no number,
What could be found
Your trace is lost...
And they will sing an old song,
But only pain in words...
How I want to come there
Where so many years ago
The fun was overflowing...
But the autumn garden is bare.
****
(S. Ostrovsky)
Over my head
The falling leaves rustle.
The wind swirls in rows
Listyev. These leaves are birds.
The leaf-birds hesitate, knowing
Earthly life awaits them below.
Fox Leaves, Mouse Leaves
They crawl into holes and niches.
A bare maple tree is getting wet in the distance,
There are ship leaves in the puddles.
