A poem about what he did in the summer. Sunny poems about summer

In summer in the heat

How beautiful in the summer in the heat
Take a walk with mom in the woods
Enjoy the silence
Bright blue skies.

Summer sun rays

What a good day!
A light breeze blows.
Summer sun rays
So nice hot!

Morning

The meadow is fastened with all the dewdrops.
Inaudibly a beam made its way to them,
Collected dewdrops in a cobweb
And hid somewhere between the clouds.

Why is summer short?

Why for all the guys
Is summer missing?
Summer is like chocolate
Melts very fast!

Summer
M. Borina-Malkhasyan
(Acrostic)

The sweet, kind sun is rising.
Even if it's cloudy, it brings us heat.
These days will be warm, radiant.
We will like it very much, I know they.

Heat
M. Borina-Malkhasyan
(Acrostic)

The burning sun beats mercilessly,
Greedily dries everything with rays,
The red sunset burns with a hot stove,
Ah, we wish it had rain!

Summer
N. Shester
(Acrostic)

Summer heat, coolness in the shade.
If it rains, then for a moment.
Warm wind, like a delight,
Refreshes someone's face.

summer path
N. Krasilnikov

The back of the path is on fire,
The path rushes to the river in the heat.
- Fluff! - from a cliff into a light pond.
Look - already on the other shore
Winds the field, fluttering like a butterfly,
As if she didn’t swim - dry!

How we spent our summer time

We walked, sunbathed,
They played near the lake.
Sat on the bench -
Ate two meatballs.
frog brought
And they grew up a little.

All year round. June
Samuil Marshak

June has come.
"June! June!"
Birds are chirping in the garden.
Just blow on a dandelion -
And it will all fall apart.All year round. July
Samuil Marshak

Haymaking is in July
Somewhere, thunder grumbles at times.
and ready to leave the hive
Young bee swarm.

All year round. August
Samuil Marshak

We collect in August
Fruit harvest.
Lots of joy for people
After all the hard work.

The sun over the spacious
Niwami is worth it.
And sunflower seeds
black
Packed.

STRAWBERRY
Gaida Lagzdyn

The sun is pouring into the meadow
The sun is shining bright.
Strawberries in the meadow
Red-cheeked is growing!
I'll call my girlfriend.
Let's pick up a mug of berries!

BROOCH

Ladybug -
Little bug.
black head
Spotted barrel.

On the palm of your hand
Don't crawl to the edge!
Be my brooch
And don't fly away!

June
E. Ranneva

Along the path, along the path
JUNE is coming to the native land
And in an orange basket
Summer is ringing.

U JUNE on shirt
dandelions bloom,
The pond turns blue with a round cup,
The birds sing merrily.

DANDELION
Olga Vysotskaya

Dropped the sun
Golden beam.
rose dandelion
First, young.

He has wonderful
Golden color.
He is a big sun
Small portrait.

Rainbow

The sky cleared up
Far blue!
The rain didn't seem to be
The river is like crystal!

Over the fast river
lighting up the meadows,
Appeared in the sky
Rainbow arc!

SUMMER SHOWER
Irina Tokmakova

Summer downpour poured puddles -
Whole seas!
The dacha stood at the pier,
Dropping the anchor.

Only my ship is brave
Struggling with the wave
And no matter what paper
Papys above me.

Summer

So much light! So much sun!
So much greenery all around!
Summer has come again
And warmth came to our house.

And there's so much light around
Smells like spruce and pine.
If only it were summer
It was a whole year with me!

Summer day
Elena Erato

How good it is, a summer day,
The shadow plays merrily
Butterfly flutters in the garden
The finch is humming something

At the bush of blooming roses
A flock of dancing dragonflies
And the bee buzzes all day -
She brought fragrant honey.

Summer evening is quiet and clear ...
Athanasius Fet

The summer evening is quiet and clear;
See how the willows doze;
The west of the sky is pale red,
And the rivers shine meanders.

From peaks to peaks,
The wind is creeping up the forest heights.
Do you hear the neighing through the valleys?
That herd rushes at a trot.

Sunny morning

Lots and lots of sun
Suns - a whole country!
Knit sunny feet
In the low branches by the window.

Here it is a little more
Strength will accumulate in the sky,
golden centipede
Get into my house!

THE SUN SHINES BRIGHTLY…
Ivan Surikov

The sun is shining brightly
It's warm in the air
And wherever you look
Everything around is light.

They dazzle in the meadow
bright flowers,
covered in gold
Dark sheets. FLOWER
Yakub Kolas

Hello my dear flower
Fly the guest of spring!
How beautifully you bloomed
To everyone's surprise.

The breeze will smile
And plays with you.
Sun all day long
Cheerfully caresses.

***
Vitaly Kodryan

Let the thunder roar stronger
Lightning flashes.
They say that in the rain
Grow big...

But outside in the rain
Mom doesn't let me.
It can be seen that he wants his daughter
Remained small.

Summer
G. Lagzdyn

Everything around is green
Reddened, blued!
Here comes the summer!
Here comes the summer!
With the warm sea
With bright light.

Summer rain
Apollo Maykov

"Gold, gold is falling from the sky!" -
Children scream and run after the rain...
- Come on, children, we will collect it,
Only we will collect golden grain
In full barns of fragrant bread!

ripe summer
V. Lanzetti

ripe summer
Dressed in berries
In apples and plums.
The days have become beautiful.
How many colors!
How much light!
The sun is on top of summer!

Why is there so much light?
I. Maznin

Why is there so much light?
Why is it suddenly so warm?
Because it's summer
For the whole summer came to us.

That's why every day
It's getting longer every day
Well, nights, night from night,
Getting shorter and shorter...

On a hot day
G. Ladonshchikov

It's sunny and quiet in the field
A hot day dries the earth.
Buckwheat thought,
Barley hung his head,

And they don't see what's over the forest
The cloud rose up like a mountain,
What is their sadness
Very soon
The rain will dispel the mischievous.

What is summer?
V. Balashov

What is summer?
That's a lot of light
This is a field, this is a forest,
It's a thousand wonders

It's in sky clouds,
it fast river,
These are bright flowers
This is the blue of height.

Summer
Leonid Martynov

Here
And summer is on the doorstep
The touchy bees are flying,
majestically guard
attractive hives,

To all sorts of worries
Drowned in a measured rumble,
Like alarms drown in the good news,
And in June
And in July
And especially
In August.

summer in the forest
Zakhoder Boris

Walk! - beckoned
Forest path.
And so he walked
On the path Alyoshka! ...

After all, in the summer in the forest
Interesting, like in a fairy tale:
bushes and trees,
Flowers and frogs,
And green grass
Softer pillows!

Song about summer
S. Smetanin

Sound summer begins
The golden time has come
Immediately a sea of ​​hot light
Gives bright sunshine in the morning.

Sing along, buddy, with me
I love to sing with you.
If we both try,
And the birches will start dancing.

Medium:

Summer
M. Evensen

Here comes the summer -
Strawberry blushed:
Turns sideways to the sun -
Everything will be filled with scarlet juice.

In the field - a red carnation,
Red clover. Take a look:
And wild rose hips in summer
All covered in red.

It can be seen that people are not in vain
They call summer red.

Heat
E. Grudanov

Hot July day again
Broke free.
All living things are looking for a shadow -
It's hot in the open field!

And above the river - the forest stands,
leaves rustle,
He beckons, beckons
Relax in the shade!

Even on the hottest day
The forest canopy will save us!

delicious summer
E. Ranneva

To a bunch of sunshine
Add the cries of cranes
Add the voice of the brook
And then - the song of the cricket.
Blow the warm breeze
Fill with rainbows later.

And if you mix it all up
Close your eyes and wait
Sit on the gentle grass -
You can eat summer with a spoon!

For the summer I vote - "For!"
agree with me
Dragonfly,
Thunderstorm,
Dew,
Mosquito,
bug
And on the bench an old man
And the baby in the sandbox
And at the tray there is a flower girl,
And the warm wind
And the surf
And a strong ginger under the pine.
And even the echo echoes somewhere:
- And I,
And I,
And I - for the summer!

good summer
N. Polyakova

Good summer!
Good summer!
How much heat is in it
And how much light is in it!

Summer is knocking
To us in the windows in the morning:
- Get up, kids!

Get up ducklings
Goslings, calves!
I will wash you all
River water
And warm the sun!
Grow soon!

river
E. Grudanov

The summer sun bakes
It burns like an oven
And flows under the hill
Blue River!

As if from the hill as soon as possible
head over heels
And from the sun's rays
Hide in the river!

It doesn't fry, it doesn't bake,
The fish dance!
Surprisingly lucky
To everyone who lives in that river!

Summer
Ya Akim

Do you want to see summer?
They let you into the forest without a ticket.

Come!
Mushrooms and berries
So many -
Do not collect even for a year.

And by the river, and by the river
With fishing rods little men.
Pecked!
Look - pike!
I'll drag a pike ashore.

Well, tired of the heat,
To ride through the dew into the night,
Cook porridge on the fire
Talk till morning...

Summer rain
T. Dneprovskaya

The sun was burning hot
The sultry earth melted.
A cloud came running at night
The fields were waiting for the rain.

Glad, glad all the blades of grass,
And ears, and flowers,
What funny raindrops
They pour loudly from above.

The rain is noisy and cool,
A song full of wonders!
At dawn breathes eagerly
Moisture-filled forest.

summer treat
L. Slutskaya

If you feed a cow
summer flowers,
She will make you happy
Delicious gifts:

Chamomile kefir
And clover cheese
And also bell
Fresh milk.

And you won't forget
Forever this feast:
Forget-me-not yogurt
And cornflower blue cheese.

What does summer smell like?
L. Schmidt

Summer smells like strawberries
dewy grass,
Gentle golden dawn
And the forest path.

Warm sea and rain
Grandma's muffin
White clover, bonfires...
And also - freedom!

From dictation unrest,
unbearable rules,
From problems and equations
And wake-up calls.

July
N. Kapustyuk
(Acrostic)

The sun laughs merrily
The leaves are trembling.
Red afternoon at the well.
Blackberry flavor...

The rain has forgotten the way here
And he doesn't want to come.
Marigolds in a flower bed can
Astram to offer friendship.

Summer in every corner -
If only it were forever!
The cat sharpens its claws
And the bees are suffering!

July - top of summer
N. Kapustyuk
(Acrostic)

Raspberries bloom on the bush
And a tomato in the garden.
Kavun gained authority ...
Summer is all right!

The peony looks great!
The cuckoo suffered...
And the good old wise maple
Cherishes nests of jackdaws.

It's easy for him - the foliage keeps
Warmth in your palms
And the foam is ringing, ringing ...
…and in blue sky sinking!

Summer
V. Stepanov

How much morning light
Behind the open window!
Summer walks on the earth
Summer goes barefoot!

How much summer and space!
How many songs and flowers!
The distance of the fields and the rumble of motors,
Echoes of early trains.

How much light, how much sun
How much greenery around!
Wake up with the birds
We grow with herbs!

Summer breathes a fresh breeze
N. Radchenko

Summer breathes fresh wind
Opens my arms.
Many, many kilometers
I will follow him.

Through the meadow where the mint smells
Through the forest along narrow paths,
From dawn to dusk
Through the native expanses of the Russians.

I swim in the river
And we eat plenty of berries,
To study at school
I had enough strength for a year.

Happy summer
A. Pleshcheev

Happy summer,
You are dear to everyone.
In fragrant meadows
Flowers bloom.

shiny midges
circling the crowd,
And the sun sends them
Your ray is golden.

I draw summer
P. Pranuza

I draw summer
And what color?

Red paint -
Sun,
Roses on the lawns

And green is the field,
Mowing in the meadows.
Blue paint - the sky
And a melodious stream.

And what kind of paint
Will I leave the cloud?
I draw summer
It's very difficult…

Summer
Vladimir Orlov

What will you give me, summer?
- A lot of sunlight!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!

What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!

I will give you a cookie,
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"

And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

How many things does summer have to do?
Larisa Ischenko

How many things summer has to do, you know?
You can't count all the worries.

It is necessary to cover the meadow with flowers,
Water the grass with rain

Decorate the sky with a rainbow
So that the world is not dull.

For the birds to sing loudly
So that we can burn

Buy for the whole winter -
Everyone needs this.

What else does summer need?
For children to live together

You could grow up more.
Let summer last longer!

Last summer
I. Gamazkova

I will draw strawberries
And I'll paint it red.
I collected it in the forest
Last summer…

draw our river
And I'll color it in blue:
I knew a fishing spot
Last summer…

I draw oak on the edge,
I paint oak green.
I made it to the top
Last summer!

I will send drawings to grandfather,
And then after them
I myself will come to my grandfather
This summer!

Summer
N. Matveeva

Between the stakes of the gray fence
The sun shone long rays.
Burdocks got out on the road,
Scooping up dust with rough edges.

Plantain is a tested orderly,
Healer of the feet, wounded on the way, -
Got to the road, got ready:
Maybe he thinks someone needs me ...

Dandelion flew around aimed:
All his fluffs moved to one side,
But they hesitated:
And where to fly! Which way!

The hot day has already leaned towards evening:
Evening day whispered something in my ear,
Clouds overheard, thought
And, forgetting why they came, melted ...

Summer evening
Fedor Tyutchev

The hot ball of the sun
The earth rolled off its head,
And a peaceful evening fire
The sea wave swallowed.

The bright stars have risen
And gravitating over us
Heavenly vault lifted
With their wet heads.

The airy river is fuller
Flowing between heaven and earth
The chest breathes easier and more freely,
Freed from the heat.

And sweet thrill, like a jet,
Nature ran through the veins,
How hot her legs
Key waters touched.

Rain
Black Sasha

Summer rain hitting the roof
On iron sheets.
I hear, I hear!
Tra-ta-ta-ta, tram-there-there!

I'll take off my tight boots
And I'll roll up my pants...
Along the groove along the track
I'll trot with a screech!

Eva! Splash, vicious snakes!
The whole ditch is in bubbles
The rain is dancing on the bench
Drumming in mugs.

Watering prickly
Soaked me through...
The sun has come out of the clouds!
The sun will dry - I suppose!

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What does summer smell like?
N. Anishina

Summer smells like strawberries
Warm rain, strawberries.
Smells like summer cucumbers
And fragrant flowers
silver fish,
And cool okroshka.

Summer smells like blue sea
coniferous forest, a clean field,
apples and mushrooms,
And ripened bread
And bee honey
fun hike,
Mint, clover, wormwood,
The aroma of pears and melons.

Summer smells a lot
Don't tell until dawn
Summer is delicious
And nothing sad.

Summer
Y. Chichev

The forest is full of songs and screams.
Splashes with strawberry juice.
A bee is dancing on a flower.
The fish are swimming in the river...
What is the name of this time?
It's not hard to guess: SUMMER!

Let on the neck, like beads,
mosquito bites,
But ready for the morning
Listen to stories by the fire.
What is the name of this time?
It's not hard to guess: SUMMER!

We eat potatoes from the fire
And as if for fun,
Like wheat, day after day
Golden and growing.
What is the name of this time?
It's not hard to guess: SUMMER!

Hello summer!
Tatyana Bokova

How much greenery around!
What is this? This summer
Finally hurries to our house.

How many delicious sweet berries
In a clearing in the woods!
Here I am hired for a year
Stock vitamins!

I swim in plenty in the river,
I will sunbathe.
And on grandma's stove
How much you want I will sleep!

How much sun! How much light!
What a beautiful summer heat!
That would make it so summer
It was a whole year with me!

CAREFREE SUMMER
Irina Butrimova

carefree summer
Golden time
Festival of Sun and Light
Gives joy in the morning.

There is nothing more beautiful
In the grove of birdsong,
yellow-eyed daisies
White eyelashes.

Cornflowers bright blue
In emerald grass
And lilac haze
Over the river at dawn.

Ripe raspberries
Sweet juice on the lips
Like July's omen
In the forests near Moscow.

SUMMER
Nikolai Zidorov

Walking along the path
golden summer.
Crossing the river,
A bird is whistling somewhere.

Walks-wanders in the dew,
Through the colorful meadow
Wears a rainbow in her braid
Braided tight.

Get up, sigh happily -
The wind will stir.
Waving his hand to the clouds -
Warm rain will fall.

Even the city will visit.
Stay - and okay.
Will bring there in handfuls
The air from the mountains is cool.

Whisper of the river, bird whistle,
Lightweight fluff without weight.
On the pavement - a wet sheet,
Like a letter from the forest.

HELLO SUMMER!
Svetlana Artamonova

Hello,
Long awaited summer!
Sun, river and sand
The shadow of a birch, a stream,
Mosquito ringing and squeaking,
Orioles low whistle,

The flutter of dragonfly wings,
And the satin silk of the grass,
Bouquet of bells,
nightingale night sonnet,

Strawberries and raspberries
Boletus at the stump,
blue web
At dawn at the start of the day,

The heat of the midday sun
The smell of hay and grass
And well water
Drunk glass to the bottom,

Quiet rustle from the rain
Rainbow-arc over the field,
Caravels-clouds
On the heavenly blue sea!

Rain-rain
Tatyana Bokova

Summer rain, warm shower!
Sparkling in the wind!
Leaves a sea of ​​puddles
To get everyone drunk!

Summer rain! Rain!
We waited again!
Come on, rain! Help out
Forest dweller!

For a moose cow - a stream,
For mice - dewdrops,
And the gulls are ready for the birds
In a hole in the path.

They drink bushes with their palms,
Droplets - midges,
And the blades of grass and bushes
Drink in a teaspoon.

Just a fast summer day
The puddles are fading.
We are expecting rain tomorrow too.
Come soon!

Come to us, wait!
Let's drink again
The best tea in the world
From the forest rain!

What does the sun look like?
Tatyana Bokova

What does the sun look like?
at the round window.
Flashlight in the dark.

It looks like a ball
Damn hot too
And on the pie in the stove.

On a yellow button.
To a light bulb. On an onion.
On a copper patch.

On a cheesecake.
A little bit of orange
And even on the pupil.

Only if the sun is a ball -
Why is he hot?
If the sun is cheese
Why can't you see holes?

If the sun is a bow
Everyone would cry around.
So it shines in my window
Not a penny, not a pancake, but the sun!

Let it look like everything
Still EVERYTHING EXPENSIVE!

Summer is over
O. Driz

The floor doesn't creak
Resting threshold -
Left the dacha
top top
And jump-jump.

The rooms are empty
Silence, darkness
Gone to the city
ding ding
And tick-tock.

Leaves are falling
In the sleepy garden
The bus took away
There-there-there
And doo-doo.

The doll lies
In yellowed grass:
Leaves like a hat
On the head.

her every day
It's getting sadder and sadder...
What is the bus
Doesn't follow her?

It's all winter... But where is summer?
Boris Zakhoder

All winter...
Where is summer?
Animals, birds!
Waiting for an answer!

Summer, -
Swallow thinks -
Coming very soon.
Summer needs to hurry up
And it flies like a bird!

Arrives? -
The Mole snorted. -
Under the ground it crawls!
Speak
Summer's soon?
I don't hope so!

Toptygin grumbled:
- Summer
Sleeping in his lair
Somewhere...

The horse neighed:
- Where's the carriage?
I am now
I'll bring summer!

Summer, -
The rabbits told me
Get on the train at the station
'Cause it might be summer
Ride a HARE -
Without a ticket!
Summer
Sergei Gorodetsky

I am lying on the meadow.
In heaven, no gygy.
Clouds drift away
Like a silent river.

And in the grass, on the ground,
On a flower, on a stem -
Everywhere singing and whistling,
And every leaf lives:

There is a fly and a beetle,
And a green spider.
A bee has arrived
And crawled into a flower.

Here is a grasshopper mustache
Cleans for beauty
And the ant grunts
At your work.

bumblebee hairy buzzing
And looks angrily
Where is the flower more pristine
Where is the honey pokysney.

And the cannibal mosquito,
Like a friend or a neighbor,
As if visiting
Flew to me in pykav.

Will sting and sing.
What! We must endure:
I kill on the lygy
I can't anyone.

mosquitoes
Agniya Barto

Everyone was exhausted from the heat.
It's cold in the garden now
But that's how mosquitoes bite
Why don't you run out of the garden!

Marina, younger sister,
Fights mosquitoes.
The stubborn temper of a mosquito
But she is stubborn!

She will drive them away with her hand,
They circle again.
She screams: - What a shame,
They attacked the chest!

And mom sees from the window
How brave Marina
Fighting alone in the garden
With a detachment of mosquitoes.

Two mosquitoes are sitting again
Baby on the finger!
Marina, brave sister,
Clap on the blanket!

Summer
I. Zagraevskaya

Katenka gooseberry
Collects in a mug.
Berry by berry
Falls obediently...
Though hands and prickly,
But how many berries!

poured cherry
Touch inadvertently,
Immediately hands, cheeks -
All in cherry juice!

Here are the apples in the orchard
They were completely ripe.
I'll go for the bench
Reach out, pick up and eat!

This is a raspberry.
Over every raspberry
The bee curls -
Striped back…

Summer
Sasha Black

Behind the village at full will
Airplane wind blows.
There's a potato field
Everything is blooming purple.

And beyond the field, where the mountain ash
Always out of tune with the wind
A path runs through the oak forest
Down to the cold pond.

A boat glided through the bushes
Ripples and sun sharp shine.
On the raft rumbles clearly
The fraction of the rolls under the booming splash.

The pond turns blue with a round cup.
Willows lean towards the water...
There are shirts on the raft,
And the boys are all in the pond.

The sun streaked.
Shadows curl like smoke
Eh, undress behind a birch,
I will stretch out my hands - and to them!

summer rain
Bokova Tatiana

Summer rain, warm shower!
Sparkling in the wind!
Leaves a sea of ​​puddles
To get everyone drunk!

Summer rain! Rain!
We waited again!
Come on, rain! Help out
Forest dweller!

For a moose cow - a stream,
For mice - dewdrops,
And the gulls are ready for the birds
In a hole in the path.

They drink bushes with their palms,
Droplets - midges,
And the blades of grass and bushes
Drink in a teaspoon.

Just a fast summer day
The puddles are fading.
We are expecting rain tomorrow too.
Come soon!

Come to us, wait!
Let's drink again
The best tea in the world
From the forest rain! Summer
Moritz Yunna

Fine sweets
They gave in the garden;
Temptations and passions
Moon and star.

Eastern finish
showing traces,
Hanging down in bowls
Flowers and fruits.

child and bird
They fed
And moved the needle
Attractive days.

So glowing
Fruits in the flesh
that the children were confused
And they began to grow

And a gentle blush
Colored speech
Those who own a backpack
hanging from the shoulders.

And some traction
Broke a rib
And some moisture
Drinking a pen.

pen and paper,
Love and courage -
They swing on bowls
Evil and good.

Summer coming
Jan Brzehwa, trans. A. Samsonov

Where does summer come from?
Does anyone know this?

The mole looked fearfully from the mink:
"He'll probably come by train."

The hedgehog snorted: "Read in the chat -
Ride on a scooter!"

The serpent hissed: "Summer will come
On an old bike!

Drozd whistled: "Well, you give!
Summer is on the plane!

Magpie crackles: "This time
Don't take your eyes off him.

I last year in May
I saw summer on the tram."

Not true! We are all used to
To fly on a motorcycle.

I saw him being taken
In a white car.

Not true! It's in the carriage!
- In a carriage? .. Well, what can I say!

For those who don't understand:
Summer has a yacht on the sea!

And summer came on foot
Circling in the meadows barefoot.
And everyone was surprised by it.
Hello summer!

Until next summer
Sobakin Tim

Quietly the summer is leaving
Dressed in leaves.
And stays somewhere
In a dream or in reality:

silver fly
In spider webs
Undrunk mug
Steamed milk.

And a glass stream.
And warm earth.
And above the forest glade
The buzzing of a bumblebee.

Autumn comes quietly
Dressed in mist.
She brings rain
And foreign countries.

And a yellow heap of leaves,
And the scent of the forest
And dampness in dark holes.

And somewhere behind the wall
Alarm clock until dawn
Chirp on the table:
“Until bu-du-sche-th-let,
to bu-du-sche-go-le- ... "

***
Valentin Berestov

Summer, summer is upon us!
It became dry and warm.
Straight down the track
They walk barefoot.

Bees are circling, birds are flying,
And Marina is having fun.
I saw a rooster
- That's such a miracle! Ha ha ha!

Amazing Rooster:
Top - feathers, bottom - fluff!
I saw a pig
Smiling girl:

- Who runs from the chicken,
Screams all over the street
Instead of a ponytail, a hook
Piglet instead of a nose

Piglet full of holes,
Is the hook swivel?
And Barbos, a red dog,
Made her laugh to tears.

He's not running after the cat
And behind his own tail.
A sly tail curls
Not given in the teeth.

The dog hobbles sadly
Because he is tired.
The tail wags merrily:
"Didn't get it! Didn't get it!"

Summer, summer is upon us!
It became dry and warm.
Straight down the track
They walk barefoot.

Summer alphabet
T. Lavrova

Summer has an alphabet
Everything in it is colorful.

The scent of flowers is intoxicating
Attracts white butterflies.
Cherry bright tasty
Galkam is visible from afar.

It rains occasionally
The hedgehog carries a mushroom under the tree.
Hot during the day, cool in the morning,
Strawberries are happy for children.

Games, dancing, fun...
Mosquitoes buzz in your ear.
The forest attracts tourists
The sea welcomes you kindly.

forget-me-nots
Reflected in the water.
The beach beckons with warm sand,
The river, unfortunately, has dried up.

The sun is shining bright
He drives the cloud into the house.
Morning in a motley shirt:
Phloxes, poppies and daisies.

Bread ruddy and fragrant,
The color of the crust is golden.
Miracles sparkle all around.
The school is on vacation in the summer.

Pike in the river - a good holiday,
The echo teases everyone in the forest.
South. All life is dressed in silk.
I love colorful summer!

Hello summer!
L. Derbenev

Again over the copses
Bird noise in the morning.
hello pioneer.
Summer time!
Hidden in the greenery of maples
Camp over the river
Our detachment song
Sing along with us!

Let it scare you in the evening
Gloomy sky -
In the morning at the hour scheduled
We'll go on a hike.
Clinging to the rainbow
Rain hangs like a wall.
Rain, squad song
Sing along with us!

hello blue river
And the green forest!
We will fill with strength
We will be strong here.
Grove above the lake
With delicate foliage
Pink summer morning
Sing along with us!

Let's wind the music
Listen in the evening
And along the narrow paths
Run barefoot.
Again over the copses
The bird noise is thick.
Pioneer summer,
Sing along with us!

Poems about summer for children is one of many collections of poems, selected especially for beloved children. Both children and adults adore summer because it always brings a lot of joy to life: sweet berries and fruits, trips to nature, to the forest, and most importantly, vacations and vacations give parents the opportunity to devote more time to their children!

We invite you to read simple, memorable poems about summer for children with all the summer impressions. Learn a few rhymes, train your memory and prepare your child for the first classes at school, when summer days will be remembered with special warmth.

In the collection of poems about summer for children, we tried to collect all the summer emotions so that each poem would be interesting for children and easy to memorize.

So much light! So much sun!
So much greenery all around!
Summer has come again
And warmth came to our house.

And there's so much light around
Smells like spruce and pine.
If only it were summer
It was a whole year with me!

Summer gifts

What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!
- What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cookie,
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

ripe summer

ripe summer
Dressed in berries
In apples and plums.
The days have become beautiful.
How many colors!
How much light!
The sun is on top of summer!

Happy summer

Summer, summer is upon us!
It became dry and warm.
Straight down the track
They walk barefoot.
Bees are circling, birds are flying,
And Marina is having fun.

The sun shines brightly...

The sun is shining brightly.
The air is warm.
And wherever you look
Everything around is light!
They dazzle in the meadow
Bright flowers.
covered in gold
Dark sheets.

The sky cleared up
Far blue!
The rain didn't seem to be
The river is like crystal!
Over the fast river
lighting up the meadows,
Appeared in the sky
Rainbow arc!

Sunny morning

Lots and lots of sun
Suns - a whole country!
Knit sunny feet
In the low branches by the window.

Here it is a little more
Strength will accumulate in the sky,
golden centipede
Get into my house!

In summer in the heat

How beautiful in the summer in the heat
Take a walk with mom in the woods
Enjoy the silence
Bright blue skies.

Summer sun rays

What a good day!
A light breeze blows.
Summer sun rays
So nice hot!

How we spent our summer time

We walked, sunbathed,
They played near the lake.
Sat on the bench -
Ate two meatballs.
frog brought
And they grew up a little.

All year round. June

June has come.
"June! June!" -
Birds are chirping in the garden.
Just blow on a dandelion
And it will all fall apart.

All year round. July

Haymaking takes place in July.
Somewhere, thunder grumbles at times.
And ready to leave the hive
Young bee swarm.

All year round. August

We collect in August
Fruit harvest.
Lots of joy for people
After all the hard work.
The sun over the spacious
Niwami is worth it.
And sunflower seeds
black
Packed.

What does the sun look like?

What does the sun look like?
at the round window.
Flashlight in the dark.
It looks like a ball
Damn hot too
And on the pie in the stove.
On a yellow button.
To a light bulb. On an onion.
On a copper patch.
On a cheesecake.
A little bit of orange
And even on the pupil.
Only if the sun is a ball -
Why is he hot?
If the sun is cheese
Why can't you see holes?
If the sun is a bow
Everyone would cry around.
So it shines in my window
Not a penny, not a pancake, but the sun!
Let it look like everything -
still the most expensive!

The meadow is fastened with all the dewdrops.
Inaudibly a beam made its way to them,
Collected dewdrops in a cobweb
And hid somewhere between the clouds.

Short poems about summer are loved by both children and adults. How can one not love the sunny lines about the beautiful, long-awaited season? Summer - cheerful, white daisies, ringing bells, wonderful berries and cunning mushrooms.

Hello golden summer!
Author of verses: Iris Revue
Hello golden summer!
What is brighter in the world?
What is sweeter in the world?
Lighter, more beautiful, hotter?

Here is the gossamer yarn.
Laughing warm rain
The robin sings
And the rye is earing.

Summer is its bast basket,
Strives to fill with onions, radishes.
Everywhere at lunch the chairman is okroshka,
And the deputy is a boletus mushroom.

"Summer"

The red summer warms us
July warmth,
Breath of ripe berries
The dense forest is filled.

"What is summer?"

What is summer?
That's a lot of light.
This is a field, this is a forest,
It's a thousand miracles.
It's clouds in the sky
It's a fast river
These are bright flowers
This is the blue of heights
This is a hundred roads in the world
For baby feet.

"Hot"

The sun has a rule:
It spread the rays
Spread out in the morning -
And the earth is hot.

It's across the blue sky
Spread rays -
The heat is so strong
At least the guards shout.

"Summer"

- What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!
What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cookie,
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

From the poem "In the Night"

Summer evening. beyond the forests
The sun has already set;
At the edge of a distant sky
Dawn blushed.

Grabbing the horses by the mane,
Jumping children at school.
That joy and fun
That's the will of the children!

"Flowers"

Shall I tell you flower children:
Light - about the planets,
Ruse - about the asterisk,
Pane - about the picture,
Tuluse - about bright months,
Lule - about beautiful stairs,
Lyulina - about the clear sun,
Leela - about a wonderful bucket?

Clear sky, prankster wind, playful sun, the sound of the sea, the smell of hay, green distances - all this summer - favorite time years for many of us.

With the first rays of the sun, a golden field lulled by fogs wakes up: wheat is earing, covered with cornflowers blue as the sky. The old majestic forest opens its green eyes. The lush grasses are washed by the morning dew... Everything around is waking up. And along with it, we feel a surge of energy, a cheerful, cheerful summer mood.

Here it is summer! Vacations, rest on the seashore, hiking in the mountains, a trip to grandma, games on fresh air, fulfillment of desires ... In the summer you always want to create - to draw beautiful landscapes, describe the beauty of nature and the most intimate feelings in works, poems.

Ready to amaze your loved ones with stunning summer poetry? I can't wait to offer you the most beautiful children's poems about summer.

Joyful poems about summer

Hello summer!

How much sun! How much light!
How much greenery around!
What is this? This summer
Finally hurries to our house.
Songbirds discord!
Fresh smell of juicy herbs,
Ripe ears in the field
And mushrooms in the shade of oak forests.
How many delicious sweet berries
In a clearing in the woods!
Here I am hired for a year
Stock vitamins!
I swim in plenty in the river,
I will sunbathe.
And on grandma's stove
How much you want I will sleep!
How much sun! How much light!
What a beautiful summer heat!
That would make it so summer
It was a whole year with me!
(Tatyana Bokova)

Summer

What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!
- What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cuckoo
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!
(Vladimir Orlov)

What does summer smell like?

Summer smells like strawberries
Warm rain, strawberries.
Smells like summer cucumbers
And fragrant flowers
silver fish,
And cool okroshka.
Summer smells like blue sea
Coniferous forest, open field,
apples and mushrooms,
And ripened bread
And bee honey
fun hike,
Mint, clover, wormwood,
The aroma of pears and melons.
Summer smells a lot
Don't tell until dawn
Summer is delicious
And nothing sad.
(Natalia Anishina)

Rainbow

How unexpected and bright
On the wet blue sky

Others went beyond the clouds -
She embraced half the sky
And she was exhausted at the height.
What bliss for the eyes!
Catch it - catch it soon!
(Fyodor Tyutchev)

Ruddy dawn
The east is covered.
In the village, across the river
The flame is out.
Sprinkled with dew
Flowers in the fields.
The herds have awakened
In soft meadows.

gray mists
Float towards the clouds
Geese caravans
Rush to the meadows.
People woke up
Hurry to the fields
The sun appeared
The earth rejoices.
(Alexander Pushkin)

Forest

Noise, noise green Forest!


Your silence is silent
And your mysterious tongue
How I loved when sometimes
The beauty of gloomy nature,

When your big oaks
The dark peaks swayed
And hundreds of different voices
Or when it was daylight
Shining in the far west
And bright purple fire
Illuminated your clothes.
It was already night, and above you
A chain of colorful clouds
Stretched in a motley ridge.
(Ivan Nikitin)

Funny poems about summer

Grow up for new knowledge

Everything! End of study flour!
Summer! Judge for yourself:
A whole year of science granite
Gnawing with milk teeth.
A whole year of memories
How much knowledge
Does it fit in a child?
In the body of a high school student
There is no more space left.
But on holidays I quickly
I will overcome my fatigue.
I'll grow myself up
At grandma's and in the country,
To be great in autumn
Click new tasks.
To school program
From socks to the crown
squeezed in tightly,
Well, right
Like cucumbers in a tub.
(Andrey Smetanin)

mosquitoes

Everyone was exhausted from the heat.
It's cold in the garden now
But that's how mosquitoes bite
Why don't you run out of the garden!
Marina, younger sister,
Fights mosquitoes.
The stubborn temper of a mosquito
But she is stubborn!
She will drive them away with her hand,
They circle again.
She screams: What a shame
They attacked the chest!
And mom sees from the window
How brave Marina
Fighting alone in the garden
With a detachment of mosquitoes.
Two mosquitoes are sitting again
Baby on the finger!
Marina, brave sister,
Clap on the blanket!
(Agniya Barto)

summer song

Summer laughs again
AT open window,
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!
(Timofey Belozerov)

What is summer?

What is summer?
That's a lot of light
This is a field, this is a forest,
It's a thousand wonders
It's clouds in the sky
It's a fast river
These are bright flowers
This is the blue of height.
(Vladimir Balashov)

Summer, summer red...

Summer, summer red
sunny, clear,
With berries, herbs,
Rivers, oak forests,
merry rain,
Rainbow over the valley -
Summer, summer, don't rush
Leave behind the reeds!
(Igor Voloznev)

We are in the forest in summer
Gathered raspberries,
And top each
Filled up the basket.
We shouted to the forest
All in unison: - Spa-si-bo!
And the forest answered us:
"Thanks! Thanks!"
Then suddenly he swayed
He sighed... and shut up.
Probably by the forest
Tired tongue.
(Marzia Fayzullina)

Poems of Russian classics about summer

Rainbow

How unexpected and bright
On the wet blue sky
aerial arch erected
In your momentary triumph!
One end plunged into the forests,
Others went beyond the clouds -
She embraced half the sky
And she was exhausted at the height.
Oh, in this rainbow vision
What bliss for the eyes!
It is given to us for a moment,
Catch it - catch it soon!

(Fyodor Tyutchev)

Ruddy dawn
The east is covered.
In the village, across the river
The flame is out.
Sprinkled with dew
Flowers in the fields.
The herds have awakened
In soft meadows.

gray mists
Float towards the clouds
Geese caravans
Rush to the meadows.
People woke up
Hurry to the fields
The sun appeared
The earth rejoices.

(Alexander Pushkin)

Forest

Noise, noise, green forest!
I know your majestic noise,
And your peace, and the brilliance of heaven
Above your curly head.
I used to understand since childhood
Your silence is silent
And your mysterious tongue
Like something close.
How I loved when sometimes
The beauty of gloomy nature,
You argued with a strong thunderstorm
In moments of terrible bad weather,
When your big oaks
The dark peaks swayed
And hundreds of different voices
In your wilderness they called to each other ...
Or when it was daylight
Shining in the far west
And bright purple fire
Illuminated your clothes.
Meanwhile, in the wilderness of your trees
It was already night, and above you
A chain of colorful clouds
Stretched in a motley ridge.

(Ivan Nikitin)

Funny poems about summer

Grow up for new knowledge

Everything! End of study flour!
Summer! Judge for yourself:
A whole year of science granite
Gnawing with milk teeth.
A whole year of memories
In the classroom, plus an extension ...
How much knowledge
Does it fit in a child?
In the body of a high school student
There is no more space left.
But on holidays I quickly
I will overcome my fatigue.
I'll grow myself up
At grandma's and in the country,
To be great in autumn
Click new tasks.
So that the school curriculum
From socks to the crown
squeezed in tightly,
Well, right
Like cucumbers in a tub.

(Andrey Smetanin)

mosquitoes

Everyone was exhausted from the heat.
It's cold in the garden now
But that's how mosquitoes bite
Why don't you run out of the garden!
Marina, younger sister,
Fights mosquitoes.
The stubborn temper of a mosquito
But she is stubborn!
She will drive them away with her hand,
They circle again.
She screams: What a shame
They attacked the chest!
And mom sees from the window
How brave Marina
Fighting alone in the garden
With a detachment of mosquitoes.
Two mosquitoes are sitting again
Baby on the finger!
Marina, brave sister,
Clap on the blanket!

(Agniya Barto)

summer song

Summer laughs again
In an open window
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!

(Timofey Belozerov)

Poems about summer for the little ones

What is summer?

What is summer?
That's a lot of light
This is a field, this is a forest,
It's a thousand wonders
It's clouds in the sky
It's a fast river
These are bright flowers
This is the blue of height.

(Vladimir Balashov)

Summer, summer red...

Summer, summer red
sunny, clear,
With berries, herbs,
Rivers, oak forests,
merry rain,
Rainbow over the valley -
Summer, summer, don't rush
Leave behind the reeds!

(Igor Voloznev)

We are in the forest in summer
Gathered raspberries,
And top each
Filled up the basket.
We shouted to the forest
All in unison: - Spa-si-bo!
And the forest answered us:
"Thanks! Thanks!"
Then suddenly he swayed
He sighed... and shut up.
Probably by the forest
Tired tongue.

(Marzia Fayzullina)

Sad poems about summer

Here the summer ends
Flowers bloom furiously
There is less light
Nearer the coming of darkness.
But - the darkness is not subject,
Sun absorbing the rays -
Let's stay clear
Sincere and hot!
(Nikolai Aseev)

Heat

Heat stands in the middle of the yard,
Stands and roasts in the morning.
Climb into the depths of the yard -
And in the depths stands the Heat.
It's time for the heat to leave
But all out of spite is the Heat.
Today, tomorrow and yesterday
Everywhere Heat, Heat, Heat...
Well, isn't she lazy?
Stand in the sun all day?
(Emma Bitsoeva)

Summer is leaving

On the golden eyelashes of summer,
Like fluff gray clouds
Floating in a bottomless sea of ​​light
The tops touch lightly.
The roar of the chariot is not heard,
The grin of lightning at this hour,
Shiny silver needles
The rain is already far away from us.
But I see rainbows shining
Above the horizon of ripe fields;
The breath of autumn is getting closer,
Sadder than August motive.
On the clouds floating somewhere
Summer days are like ships
Behind the scarlet sunset
Cranes look sad...
(Vadim the Stranger)

Dawn lazily burns out
In the sky a scarlet stripe;
The village silently falls asleep
Blue in the glow of the night;
And only the song, fading,
Sounds in the sleeping air
Yes, a stream, playing with a jet,
With a murmur running through the forest...
What a night! Like the giants
Sleepy trees stand
And emerald meadows
In deep darkness they silently sleep...
In capricious, strange outlines
Clouds are rushing in the sky;
Light and darkness in luxurious combinations
Lies on leaves and trunks...
(Semyon Nadson)

I plunged into the sea of ​​clover,

I plunged into the sea of ​​clover,
Surrounded by fairy tales of bees.
But the wind that calls from the north
Found my baby heart.

Called for the battle of the plains -
Fight the breath of heaven.
Showed me the empty road
Leaving in the dark forest.

I walk along it slopes
And I keep looking forward
Ahead with innocent eyes
My baby heart is going.

Let sleepless eyes get tired,
Will sing, the dust will turn red...
I love flowers and bees
They told not a fairy tale - a true story.
(Alexander Blok)

romantic summer

Let's fly into the summer.
Where there is a lot of light
Where is the sea, sand, mountains,
Where there is no quarrel.
Where there are many colored rainbows
Wherever you need to love.
Where the rain sows mushrooms,
Where a hot fire blows.
Open doors for love!
Listen, do you believe me?
Let's fly away to summer
There is no other way...
(Polina Nikolaeva)

Summer was admired not only by poets and writers, but also by artists and famous sculptors. So friends, don't waste your time! Pick up brushes and create unforgettable landscapes summer days, describe with warm lines the moments of this precious time of the year, because it gives us the opportunity to experience not only its beauty, but also fulfill dreams, do great deeds and leave vivid memories in our memory.

Summer, summer, fabulous summer!
Miracles make my head spin...
Here in rainbow-colored chain mail
Islands emerge from the river!
In scales, in the shimmer of shells,
With an uncovered mane of willows,
From the courtyards of coastal villages
Silently, the fishermen are taken captive ...
On the sands covered with mud,
To shallow waters as sharp as swords
Then the goose shoal will go down,
That, bawling, rooks will fall down.
Summer, summer...
With an unfinished song
The hot grass is waiting for the rain.
Together with the sun, in the haze of dawn,
From the river
Come out
Islands!

Belozerov Timofey

Summer is the brightness of colors,
A ray of sunshine on the wall.
The whisper of the wind is weak and gentle.
And there is no sadness!
So nice to smile
Everyone on the street in a row,
Enjoy the warm night
Know that life is going well.
And boating
And nightingale concerts
Everything around you is laughing
The entire universe is yours!
And work easier
The bustle recedes.
Summer is just summer.
This is a holiday and a dream.

Who doesn't love summer
- Festival of the sun, festival of light!
A warm wind blows in the field
The wheat is ripening in the hills.
Birdsong is heard everywhere
Every day more cherries.
Here is a blush-sided apricot,
Poured with fragrant juice.
This sun is a hot force
So it was gilded!
Cucumbers mountain in the beds,
The smell of early melon is sweet...
Pears, apples, nuts!..
Tear, children, without interference.
The wind pours into our skirts
The hail is fragrant and heavy.
The wind plays with the branches...
Fruit in abundance in our region.

Sadulla Sh.

Here is the summer on the doorstep:
The touchy bees are flying,
majestically guard
attractive hives,
To all sorts of worries
Drowned in a measured rumble,
Like alarms drown in the good news,
And in June, And in July,
And especially
In August.

Martynov Leonid

Glad in the summer I swim
And sunbathing on the beach
And ride big
Play badminton with my sister.
After reading a good book
Take a nap in a hammock in the heat.
Summer delicious gifts
Collect at the end of summer.

Antonova L.

Everything around is green
Reddened, blued!
Here comes the summer!
Here comes the summer!
With the warm sea
With bright light.

Lagzdyn G.

Summer laughs again
In an open window
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!

Where does summer come from?
Does anyone know this?

The mole looked fearfully from the mink:
"He'll probably come by train."

The hedgehog snorted: “Read in the chat -
Ride on a scooter!”

The serpent hissed: "Summer will come
On an old bike!

Drozd whistled: “Well, you give!
Summer is on the plane!

Magpie crackles: “This time
Don't take your eyes off him.

I last year in May
I saw summer on the tram.”

- Not true! We are all used to
To fly on a motorcycle.

- I saw him being taken
In a white car.

- Not true! It's in the carriage!
- In the carriage? .. Well, what can I say!

I'll tell anyone who doesn't understand:
Summer has a yacht on the sea!

And summer came on foot
Circling in the meadows barefoot.
And everyone was surprised by it.
Hello summer!

Jan Brzehwa

It's great to have summer again in my life.
It's great that you can forget everything
And again from dusk to dawn
Wander the quiet summer streets.
Look at the greenery of plants
Listen to the trills of the nightingale
And feel like melting in rapture
Your soul frozen in the snow.
To rest, to the garden, to the sea, to nature -
And away from the hated table!
That's just capricious weather
Didn't let you down out of harm...
And yet, so what? There is no bad weather
Any one is good for relaxing.
After all, even heavy rain happy summer -
He goes on in a special way.
Let it be summer! Sunny and bright
Mother Nature will give it to us.
And we say "thank you" for the gifts
And let's go to rest.

- What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!
What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cookie,
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

Orlov Vladimir

Here comes the summer -
Strawberry blushed:
Turns sideways to the sun -
Everything will be filled with scarlet juice.
In the field - a red carnation,
Red clover. Take a look:
And wild rose hips in summer
All covered in red.
It can be seen that people are not in vain
They call summer red.

Evensen M.

Walking along the path
Golden summer.
Crossing the river,
A bird is whistling somewhere.
Walks-wanders in the dew,
Through the colorful meadow
Wears a rainbow in her braid
Braided tight.
Get up, sigh joyfully -
The wind will stir.
Waving his hand to the clouds -
Warm rain will fall.
Even the city will visit.
Stay - and okay.
Will bring there in handfuls
The air from the mountains is cool.
Whisper of the river, bird whistle,
Lightweight fluff without weight.
On the pavement - a wet sheet,
Like a letter from the forest.

Zidorov Nikolai

Summer laughs again
In an open window
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!

Belozerov T.

Summer, summer is upon us!
It became dry and warm.

Along the track
Straight
Legs are walking
Barefoot.
bees are circling
the birds are flying,
A Marinka
Having fun.

I saw a rooster
- That's such a miracle! Ha ha ha!
Amazing Rooster:
Top - feathers, bottom - fluff!

I saw a pig
Smiling girl:
- Who runs from the chicken,
Screams all over the street
Instead of a ponytail, a hook
Piglet instead of a nose
Piglet
holey,
Is the hook swivel?

And Barbos,
Red Dog,
Made her laugh to tears.
He's not running after the cat
And behind his own tail.
A sly tail curls
Not given in the teeth.
The dog hobbles sadly
Because he is tired.
The tail wags merrily:
"Didn't get it! Didn't get it!"

Summer, summer is upon us!
It became dry and warm.
Along the track
Straight
Legs are walking
Barefoot.

The rays are still burning under the vaults of the roads,
But there, between the branches, everything is duller and dumber:
So the pale player smiles,
I no longer dare to count the blows of the lot.

It's day behind the curtains. With mist on the ground
Slowly dull calls are attracted ...
And with him everything is a stuffy feast, crushed in crystal
Still yesterday's shine, and only the asters are alive ...

Or is it a procession turning white through the sheets?
And there the lights tremble under the frosted crown,
They tremble and say: “And you? When are you? —
In the copper language of the funeral languor ...

Whether the game is over, whether the tomb has sailed away,
But impressions clear up in the heart;
Oh, how I understood you: and insinuating warmth,
And the luxury of flower beds, where decay appears ...

Annensky Innokenty

I draw summer
And what color?
red paint -
Sun,
Roses on the lawns
And green is the field,
Mowing in the meadows.
Blue paint - the sky
And a melodious stream.
And what kind of paint
Will I leave the cloud?
I draw summer
It's very difficult…

Pranuza P.

Summer rain hitting the roof
On iron sheets.
I hear, I hear!
Tra-ta-ta-ta, tram-there-there!

I'll take off my tight boots
And I'll roll up my pants...
Along the groove along the track
I'll trot with a screech.

Eva! Splash like snakes!
The whole ditch is in bubbles
The rain is dancing on the bench
Drumming in mugs.

Watering prickly
Soaked me through...
The sun has come out of the clouds!
The sun will dry - I suppose!

Sasha Black

We are in the forest in summer
Gathered raspberries,
And top each
Filled up the basket.
We shouted to the forest
All in unison: - Spa-si-bo!
And the forest answered us:
"Thanks! Thanks!"
Then suddenly he swayed
sigh... and shut up.
Probably by the forest
Tired tongue.

Fayzullina M.

All winter...
Where is summer?
Animals, birds!
Waiting for an answer!

- Summer, -
The swallow thinks
Coming very soon.
Summer needs to hurry up
And it flies like a bird!

— Arrives? —
The Mole snorted. —
Under the ground it crawls!
Speak
Summer's soon?
I don't hope so!

Toptygin grumbled:
- Summer
Sleeping in his lair
Somewhere…

The horse neighed:
- Where is the carriage?
I am now
I'll bring summer!

- Summer, -
The rabbits told me
Get on the train at the station
'Cause it might be summer
Ride a HARE -
Without a ticket!

Boris Zakhoder

The green world is all around,
White birches rustle.
Covered with a spruce branch,
The forest spirits are fast asleep.
I don't want summer to end
Nature bloomed with colors
Bliss lasted forever
The road led to a fairy tale.

The hot ball of the sun
The earth rolled off its head,
And a peaceful evening fire
The sea wave swallowed.

The bright stars have risen
And gravitating over us
Heavenly vault lifted
With their wet heads.

The airy river is fuller
Flowing between heaven and earth
The chest breathes easier and more freely,
Freed from the heat.

And sweet thrill, like a jet,
Nature ran through the veins,
How hot her legs
Key waters touched.

Fedor Tyutchev

Summer rain, warm shower!
Sparkling in the wind!
Leaves a sea of ​​puddles
To get everyone drunk!
Summer rain! Rain!
We waited again!
Come on, rain! Help out
Forest dweller!
For moose - a stream,
For mice - dewdrops,
And the gulls are ready for the birds
In a hole in the path.
They drink bushes with their palms,
Droplets - midges,
And the blades of grass and bushes
Drink in a teaspoon.
Just a fast summer day
The puddles are fading.
We are expecting rain tomorrow too.
Come soon!
Come to us, wait!
Let's drink again
The best tea in the world
From the forest rain!

Bokova Tatiana

Why is there so much light?
Why is it suddenly so warm?
Because it's summer
For the whole summer came to us.

That's why every day
It's getting longer every day.
Well, the nights
Night from night
Everything is shorter and shorter.

Maznin I.

August - asters,
August - stars
August - bunches
Grapes and rowan
Rusty - August!

Marina Tsvetaeva

Flowering meadows, fields, valleys.
Cozy and warm in summer.
After the afternoon shower
Nature breathes easily.
The sun broke through the clouds,
Can't burn anymore.
No more resounding peals are heard,
The storm has passed, and life is in full swing again!

Evening day is languid and affectionate.
Herds of cows shaking their sides
Accompanied by little shepherds
They walk along the coast from afar.
The river, overflowing under the cliff,
Still attractive to look at
And the sky in a happy combination,
Embracing her, rejoices and burns.
Sculpted roses from the clouds
Twist, worry and suddenly,
Changing shape and posture
They go west and south.
And the moisture kissed by them
Like a girl in the evening half asleep
Barely shakes with its waves,
Not quite drunk yet.
She still seems to be angry.
And weakly withdraws, but to her
Already through a dream a premonition draws
Delight and flame of August days.

Nikolay Zabolotsky

How much sun! How much light!
How much greenery around!
What is this? This summer
Finally hurries to our house.
Songbirds discord!
Fresh smell of juicy herbs,
Ripe ears in the field
And mushrooms in the shade of oak forests.
How many delicious sweet berries
In a clearing in the woods!
Here I am hired for a year
Stock vitamins!
I swim in plenty in the river,
I will sunbathe.
And on grandma's stove
How much you want I will sleep!
How much sun! How much light!
What a beautiful summer heat!
That would make it so summer
It was a whole year with me!

Bokova Tatiana

If there are thunderstorms in the sky
If the grasses bloomed
If early morning dew
Blades of grass are bent to the ground,
If in the groves above the viburnum
Until the night, the rumble of bees,
If warmed by the sun
All the water in the river to the bottom -
So it's already summer!
So spring is over!

Kim Ya.

Everything!
End of study flour!
Summer!
Judge for yourself:
A whole year of science granite
Gnawing with milk teeth.

A whole year of memories
In the classroom, plus an extension ...
How much knowledge
Does it fit in a child?

In the body of a high school student
There is no more space left.
But on holidays I quickly
I will overcome my fatigue.

I'll grow myself up
At grandma's and in the country,
To be great in autumn
Click new tasks.

So that the school curriculum
From socks to the crown
squeezed in tightly,
Well, right
Like cucumbers in a tub.

Smetanin A.

The clouds are floating freely
The ground is covered with flowers.
The heart is warm, calm,
Because summer is with us.
I hear the larks singing
Birds are flying in the sky.
In the heart - joy and fun,
I collect daisies.
I direct my gaze further,
The horizon in the distance is so beckoning.
The air is fresh and clear
The aroma of herbs is intoxicating.

How clear is August, gentle and calm,
Aware of the transience of beauty.
Gilded wood sheets,
He arranged the feelings in a slender order.

It seems like a mistake sultry noon, -
Sad dreams are more akin to him,
Coolness, the beauty of quiet simplicity
And rest from a hectic life.

AT last time, before the tip of the sickle,
Bulk spikes flaunt,
Instead of flowers, fruits of the earth are everywhere.

The sight of a heavy sheaf is encouraging,
And a crowd of cranes flies in the sky
And sends a cry of "I'm sorry" to their native places.

Konstantin Balmont

July - the crown of summer, -
The newspaper reminded
But before all newspapers -
Daylight decline;
But before this little one,
The most secret of signs, -
Ku-ku, ku-ku, - crown, -
The cuckoo chimed
Farewell greetings.
And from lime blossom
Consider that the song is sung
Consider there is no half-summer, -
July is the peak of summer.

Tvardovsky A.

The last gentle warmth
So far, summer spoils us ...
The sky is transparent like glass
Washed by rain and wind.
Ranks of old poplars
Resting in the old park
And the flower beds are lush along the alleys
Blooming, fragrant...
A steamboat floats on the river,
The grass of the lawns is emerald,
And in the coming autumn coming
Still hard to believe...

Metelkina N.

June has come.
"June! June!" —
Birds are chirping in the garden.
Just blow on a dandelion -
And it will all fall apart.

Samuil Marshak

How beautiful in the summer in the heat
Take a walk with mom in the woods
Enjoy the silence
Blue skies.

Everyone was exhausted from the heat.
It's cold in the garden now
But that's how mosquitoes bite
Why don't you run out of the garden!

Marina, younger sister,
Fights mosquitoes.
The stubborn temper of a mosquito
But she is stubborn!

She will drive them away with her hand,
They circle again.
She screams: "What a shame,
They attacked the chest!

And mom sees from the window
How brave Marina
Fighting alone in the garden
With a detachment of mosquitoes.

Two mosquitoes are sitting again
Baby on the finger!
Marina, brave sister,
Clap on the blanket!

Agniya Barto

L the ascetic, kind sun rises.
E Even if it's cloudy, it brings us heat.
T these days will be warm, radiant.
O We'll like it, I know they do.

Borina-Malkhasyan M.

BUT such was the summer near Moscow,
X cold afternoon replaced by summer heat.

L esa, fields with midday silence
E still can not get used to it sometimes:
T about the breeze rustling the foliage,
O something to keep secret with her in a hurry,

To deer grass in the field above the river,
R roams in thickets of river reeds.
BUT x, summer is red, you are long-awaited
FROM howling warmth, flowering herbs and singing birds.
H eyes in the winter we remember tirelessly
O the hot sun and the charms of lightning.
E we still remember the smell of strawberries.

L esnye berries testing the taste.
YU huddled in the bushes among the blueberries:
B Eri and enjoy, complete the art.
And picking mushrooms is a wonderful activity
L The forests really gave them a home.

B Eri mushrooms that are similar like brothers.
(S- skip the letter sometimes)

I I would not write snobbishly about summer,

T its fur, the alluring ripeness of the fruit,
E dawn, fishing at dawn,
B large quantity, different colors.
I admiring the summer

P.S. But remembering Pushkin, I will not hide:
"Ah, summer is red, I would love you,
if not dust, not mosquitoes, but flies ... "