Short quatrains about winter. Poems for children on the theme "winter"

Zimushka-winter
Tatyana Bokova

Winter-winter rushes in an ice carriage
The wind's wings knock on sleepy houses.
Squares and parks bloom in snowy whiteness.
And the frost erects arches over the forest path.

I'm coming!
Tatyana Bokova

I'm coming! I'm driving along a forest path!
I say hello to oak, birch, and pine.
I'm coming! I catch snowflakes with my hands.
I'm coming! I love sledding.
Downhill faster. It's harder to go up.
And the birds chirp: “Have mercy on the horse!
Run home with your feet
And help grandma carry the sled."

Meeting winter
I.S. Nikitin

The night has passed. It's dawn.
There is no cloud anywhere.
The air is light and clean,
In yards and houses
The snow lies like a sheet
And the sun sparkles
Multi-colored fire.

Winter evening
A. S. Pushkin

The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
Then he will cry like a child,
Then on the dilapidated roof
Suddenly the straw will rustle,
The way a belated traveler
There will be a knock on our window.
Our dilapidated shack
And sad and dark.
What are you doing, my old lady?
Silent at the window?
Or howling storms
You, my friend, are tired,
Or dozing under the buzzing
Your spindle?
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth
The heart will be more cheerful.
Sing me a song like a tit
She lived quietly across the sea;
Sing me a song like a maiden
I went to get water in the morning.
The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
She will cry like a child.
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth
Let's drink from grief; where is the mug?
The heart will be more cheerful.

Winter morning
A.S. Pushkin

Frost and sun; wonderful day!
You are still dozing, dear friend -
It's time, beauty, wake up:
Open your closed eyes
Towards northern Aurora,
Be the star of the north!
In the evening, do you remember, the blizzard was angry,
There was darkness in the cloudy sky;
The moon is like a pale spot
Through the dark clouds it turned yellow,
And you sat sad -
And now... look out the window:
Under blue skies
Magnificent carpets,
Glistening in the sun, the snow lies;
The transparent forest alone turns black,
And the spruce turns green through the frost,
And the river glitters under the ice.
The whole room has an amber shine
Illuminated. Cheerful crackling
The flooded stove crackles.
It's nice to think by the bed.
But you know: shouldn’t I tell you to get into the sleigh?
Ban the brown filly?
Sliding on the morning snow,
Dear friend, let's indulge in running
impatient horse
And we'll visit the empty fields,
The forests, recently so dense,
And the shore, dear to me.

Mother! look out the window...
A.A. Fet

Mother! look from the window -
You know, yesterday it was not for nothing that there was a cat
Wash your nose:
There is no dirt, the whole yard is covered,
It has brightened, it has turned white -
Apparently there is frost.

Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone too shabby
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.

Now there will be no argument:
Over the skids and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom? You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!”

Winter has come
I. Chernitskaya

Happy winter has come
With skates and sleds,
With a powdered ski track,
With magic old fairy tale.
On the decorated Christmas tree
The lanterns are swinging.
May your winter be merry
It doesn't end any longer!

Happy winter has come
V. Korkin

There's a mess of snowflakes all around.
Don't sleep, get up early
Get your skates quickly.
Happy winter has arrived!

The sun froze to the ice,
I go to the skating rink in the morning.
And it stings my nose painfully
Angry Santa Claus. -

The sun froze to the ice.
Snowballs are flying fast -
None of the guys are cowards.
And a hot battle broke out,

At least we are friends.
Snowballs are flying fast.
Merry winter has come -
There's a mess of snowflakes all around.

Don't sleep, get up early.
Get your skates quickly.
Get your skates quickly.
Happy winter has arrived!

Bullfinches
A. Prokofiev

Run out quickly
Look at bullfinches.
They arrived, they arrived,
The flock was greeted by snowstorms!
And Frost is the Red Nose
He brought them rowan trees.
Well treated
Sweetened well.
Late winter evening
Bright scarlet clusters.

I know what I need to come up with
Agniya Barto

I know what I need to come up with
So that there is no more winter,
So that instead of high snowdrifts
The hills were green all around.

I look into the glass
Green color,
And immediately it’s winter
Turns into summer.

All the trees are in white coats,
Soft snow falls
The lights sparkle in the windows -
Coming New Year!

Even my mother and I created a Christmas tree
Dress up in your outfit.
Let the beauty of the forest
Blinds every glance!

Let's sing and have fun,
Lead a friendly round dance.
The most wonderful and magical
It will be this New Year!

New Year's miracle
Shakirov Shamil

On this shining winter day
Everything was like in a fairy tale:
The trees burned with cold fire,
White colors blazed.
But in the park, pale as a shadow,
The kitten walked around unhappy.
The day did not seem shining to him
So very beautiful.
But New Year is not just a day,
And the time when miracles
They come and, brother, believe it or not,
Come true forever.
And maybe that's why
The kitten has a home
And now it purrs in the ear of that one,
Who took him under cover.

Bewitched by the Enchantress of Winter, the forest stands...
Fedor Tyutchev

Enchantress in Winter
Bewitched, the forest stands,
And under the snow fringe,
motionless, mute,
He shines with a wonderful life.

And he stands, bewitched,
Not dead and not alive -
Enchanted by a magical dream,
All entangled, all shackled
Light down chain…

Is the winter sun shining?
On him your ray with a scythe -
Nothing will tremble in him,
It will all flare up and sparkle
Dazzling beauty.

New Year's dreams
Shakirov Shamil

White flakes fly and fly,
This winter leaves its mark.
You can see a winter's tale
And sweet New Year's dreams.
If you believe in winters
Fairytale world,
You can understand and see again
Old dreams.
White flakes fly and fly,
Understand the story...

Tricky sled
I. Bursov

My sled goes on its own
Without a motor, without a horse,
Every now and then my sled
They run away from me.
I won't have time to sit on horseback,
Sleigh - start and run...
My sled goes on its own
He was carrying a motor, without a horse.
And under the hill is my sled
They are waiting for me behind the snowdrift.
Naughty, they are bored
Climb up alone.

Three
A. Bosev

Three on a snowy clearing
Me, Winter and sleigh.
Only snow will cover the ground -
The three of us are getting ready.
Having fun in the clearing -
Me, Winter and sleigh.

The creaking of footsteps along the white streets, Lights in the distance...
Afanasy Fet

The creaking of footsteps along the white streets, lights in the distance;
Crystals glitter on the frozen walls.
Silver fluff hung from the eyelashes into the eyes,
The silence of the cold night occupies the spirit.
The wind sleeps, and everything grows numb, just to fall asleep;
The clear air itself is timid to breathe in the cold.

How many different hats!
Emma Moshkovskaya

How many different hats!
Blue, red, clean, dirty!
There are many different ones in different hats -
even sad and unhappy ones.
The snow fell thickly
and fell asleep sad-sad...
There are neither sad nor grumpy -
many white and happy!

Blue and white
Frantisek Grubin

White winter. Everything is covered in frost.
The snow woman is blue from the cold.
He doesn't eat lunch or dinner.
Snow woman, do you have a cold?
- What are you, weirdo, I don’t need warmth.
I live in peace with the blue cold.
What could be better than frost and frost?
The ground is white. The sky is blue.

Sled
Semyon Ostrovsky

The sled slides down on its own,
But they have one whim.
So that the sleigh races down the hill,
We drag them up ourselves.

With the arrival of the cold
Semyon Ostrovsky

Why with the arrival of cold
Have the tracks become crunchy?
Because there are puddles at night
Glass was installed in the windows.

Winter has brightened up...
M. Pozharov

Winter has brightened up:
The headdress has fringe
From transparent ice floes,
Snowflake stars.
All covered in diamonds, pearls,
In colorful lights,
The radiance is pouring around,
Whispers a spell:
- Lie down, soft snows,
To the forests and meadows,
Cover the paths
Leave the branches down!
On the windows, Santa Claus,
Scatter crystal roses
Light visions
Tricky gossip.
You, blizzard, are a miracle,
Round dances of the backwaters,
Take off like a white whirlwind
Turning gray in the field!
Sleep, my land, sleep,
Keep your magical dreams:
Wait, she’s dressed in brocade,
New dawn!

Feed the birds
A. Yashin

Feed the birds in winter!
Let it come from all over
They will flock to you like home,
Flocks on the porch.
Their food is not rich.
I need a handful of grain
One handful - and not scary
It will be winter for them.
It’s impossible to count how many of them die,
It's hard to see.
But in our heart there is
And it's warm for the birds.
How can we forget:
They could fly away
And they stayed for the winter
Together with people.
Train your birds in the cold
To your window
So that you don’t have to go without songs
Let's welcome spring!

Winter sings and echoes
Sergey Yesenin

Winter sings and echoes,
The shaggy forest lulls
The ringing sound of a pine forest.
All around with deep melancholy
Sailing to a distant land
Gray clouds.

And there's a snowstorm in the yard
Spreads a silk carpet,
But it's painfully cold.
Sparrows are playful,
Like lonely children,
Huddled by the window.

The little birds are cold
Hungry, tired,
And they huddle tighter.
And the blizzard roars madly
Knocks on the hanging shutters
And he gets angrier.

And the tender birds are dozing
Under these snowy whirlwinds
At the frozen window.
And they dream of a beautiful
In the smiles of the sun is clear
Beautiful spring.

Locomotive
Semyon Ostrovsky

I'm rolling like a steam locomotive -
A pair of legs instead of wheels.
The guy is strong - first class...
From under the cap there is a pair of eyes.
Emits mouth and nose
Puffs of steam. White steam.
Into a wheelless locomotive
I turned into frost.

Well, it’s winter!.. It’s snowing, it’s freezing...
V. Alexandrov

Well, it’s winter!.. It’s snowdrifting, it’s freezing,
Sweeps, twists, winds,
Burns with frost, suffocates with ice,
Drives you into a hot house.
A flashy Christmas tree
It will almost fly into the house like a dragonfly.
Will fluff up, laugh,
Snowy moisture will flow.

What a breeze!
Walter De la Mare

What a breeze! What a breeze!
How strong and cheerful!
Hung up the snow caps
Unprecedented beauty
On fences and bushes.
Where in the summer time
There is a gentle meadow in daisies,
Nowadays a snowy veil
Everything around me was drawn in.
Waiting for the sunrise
Under the huge moon
Nature sparkles and sparkles
Silver and gray.
Everything was covered in white
Wind, blizzard and frost.
Why in winter - not in summer -
Is my nose turning red?

It's getting cold
Agniya Barto

The wind on the terrace
It's cold in the stroller!

Andreyka is wearing padded jackets,
Sweatshirts, mittens,
Andreike striped scarf
The sisters brought it.

He sits, barely breathing,
In a quilted jacket.
Like at the pole, baby
The sisters equipped it.

Get used to the cold too! -
Sveta explains. -
And winter comes to us,
And not just summer.

Freezing day...
Valentin Berestov

Frosty day... But overhead
In an interweaving of branches, in a black mesh,
Flowing down the trunks, down every branch
The blue sky hangs like an avalanche.

And I believe that spring is about to begin.
And what a miracle: she has already appeared.
And not a single branch will sway,
So that the sky does not accidentally collapse.

Freezing
Valentin Berestov

"Storms, blizzards and blizzards...
There's so much hassle with them,
So much noise and hustle!
How tired I am of them!" -
So the gloomy frost grumbled,
And the river was frozen in ice without noise,
The trees were covered with gray hair,
And there was silence.

Favorite winter
Larisa Kasimova

Beautiful winter
It's freezing outside.
I'll get dressed quickly
And as warm as possible!
I'll put on gloves
My mother knitted them for me.
And a fur hat
I will pull stubbornly.
The whole lake is covered in ice,
The trees turn silver
And everything around is covered in snow,
And I'll go for a ride.
I'll ski down
Quickly from the steep mountain,
I'll go sledding
And, falling, I will warm myself.
How I love winter!
Perhaps this is strange.
There are times of the year
Where It is raining unexpectedly.
When the mushrooms grow
And the buds swell.
When they bloom in the garden
Beautiful flowers.
Winter is the most beautiful!
It may be cold, but still
Blush, more fun,
It looks like a holiday!

Sleight of hand
Semyon Ostrovsky

The master was cold for tricks.
And turned into snow
I answered trick with trick.
A moment - and a snowflake
I turned it into a laugh!

Who draws so skillfully...
M. Lesna-Raunio

Who draws so skillfully
What kind of miracle dreamers,
Ice drawing is sad:
Rivers, groves and lakes?
Who applied the complex ornament
On the window of any apartment?
It's all one artist.
These are all his paintings.
frolicking in a wide field
And tired of wandering in the forest,
Santa Claus is bored or something?
But scared people
The door was locked
And Morozko - come what may -
But there was a barrier there too -
There was glass everywhere in the windows,
And Morozko out of frustration
He decided to harm people.
He calculated with his cunning eye,
He took the brushes, whitened, enamels -
And by morning all the window glass
No light was allowed into the house.

V. Leikin

And quietly dreams about summer:

I don't waste my tears
Semyon Ostrovsky

I am Winter. I love frost.
I make people cry.
And I’m wasting them myself.
However, when I leave, I cry.

Winter is the most fun
Sasha Cherny

Winter is the most fun
Sit by the stove by the red coals,
Eat hot flatbreads,
Climb into a snowdrift with boot tops,
Skate around the entire pond
And immediately fall into bed.

Spring is the most fun time
Scream among the green fields
Sitting on a hill with a Barboska
And think about white winter,
Fluffy willows to break
And throw stones into the lake.

And summer is the most fun
Cherry bite glue,
While swimming, surf the wave,
Chasing a squirrel from pine to pine,
Lighting fires by the river
And pick cornflowers in the field...

But autumn is even more fun!
Then you pluck plums from the branches,
Then you pick peas in the garden,
Then you will grow moss with a horned...
The thresher is knocking in the distance -
And rye on carts to the ground...

Winter dream
Agniya Barto

I dreamed of mountains at night...
High mountain,
The one with whom
We rode yesterday.
We are reaching the nearest village
We rushed across the virgin soil,
And at night there is snow and ski tracks,
Glittering snow and ski tracks
I dreamed about it all the time.

Winter forest
Semyon Ostrovsky

Autumn gilded the forest -
Jewelry work.
And he took it and suddenly peeled off -
All the gilding has disappeared.

Winter wonders
Alexandra Myasoedova

Everyone at home is wearing white hats.
Here! Winter has returned to us!
How many miracles are there in winter?
Snowflakes are falling from the sky.
And frost on the window,
And shadows on the wall.
And the snow sparkles in the sun,
And if it’s spring, then it melts in the sun.
Puddles form.
The cold will subside
And with sadness I look into the distance
Have a wonderful winter...
What a pity!
It was like a dream.

Winter colors
V. Fetisov

Winter has prepared
Paints everything for everyone herself.
Field - the best white,
Zoryam - scarlet ink.
All trees are clean
silver sparkles.
And on the street - guys
decorated in a row.
Like an artist, he paints in different ways:
whoever plays paints it red.
Who is afraid to move -
Blue paint is fine.
Don't beg for anything
paint it differently!

Winter morning
Victor Lunin

The blizzard moans, the clouds drive away
To the lake close
In the low sky.
The paths are hidden, whitewashed
Delicate lace,
Light, snowy.
And the sparrow, little bird,
A small, unreasonable bird,
He wants to hide from the snowstorm,
He wants to hide, but doesn’t know how.
And the wind whirls it across the sky,
And carries him to a pure little pole,
From the slope, into the darkness of the forest...
It's bitter, poor little bird!
The blizzard moans, the clouds drive away
- I hid all the paths so as not to pass through.
Everything around is white - covered with snow,
Snow covered everything around...

Winter handicraft
E. Yavetskaya

Winter has prepared a lot of yarn,
Knits white things tirelessly:

I sewed, knitted and was very tired!

Winter
I. Surikov

It was as if everything had covered him with a shroud.

Winter
Petr Komarov

It's like there's a bear in a den,
The river lay under the ice,
And the sun shines like winter,
And in the field there is a frosty haze.
All in frost - in a gray karakul -
The birch tree stands behind the bridge,
And writes funny doodles
Fox with a fluffy tail.

Winter
E. Rusakov

The ponds are closed until March,
But how warm the houses are!
The gardens are covered in snowdrifts
Winter is caring.
Snow is falling from the birches
In drowsy silence.
Pictures of summer frost
Draws on the window.

Winter evening
Mikhail Isakovsky

Behind the window in the white field -
Dusk, wind, snow...
You're probably sitting at school,
In his bright room.

While the winter evening is short,
She leaned over the table:
Either you write or you read,
What are you thinking about?

The day is over - and the classrooms are empty,
There is silence in the old house,
And you're a little sad
That today you are alone.

Because of the wind, because of the blizzard
All the roads are empty
Your friends won't come to you
Spend the evening together.

The snowstorm covered the paths, -
It's not easy to get through.
But there's fire in your window
Visible very far away.

I walked along the swamp in winter
Daniil Kharms

I walked along the swamp in winter
In galoshes, a hat and glasses.
Suddenly someone rushed along the river
On metal hooks.

I ran quickly to the river,
And he ran into the forest,
He attached two planks to his feet,
He sat down, jumped up and disappeared.

And for a long time I stood by the river,
And I thought for a long time, taking off my glasses:
"How strange
Planks and strange hooks!"

This will be a cat's house
M. Lapisova

I'm rolling a snowball -
This will be a cat's house.
I'll make a path to the house -
To make it more comfortable for the cat.
There will be a room inside.
You don't need windows -
Cats can see everything in the dark!
I'll crumble some crumbs for the cat -
There will be a snow sandwich!
Only for some reason the Cat
To the cat’s house... He doesn’t go...

The creaking of footsteps along the white streets
Afanasy Fet

The creaking of footsteps along the white streets,
Lights in the distance;
On the frozen walls
The crystals sparkle.
From the eyelashes hung into the eyes
Silver fluff,
The silence of a cold night
Occupies the spirit.

The wind sleeps and everything goes numb,
Just to fall asleep;
The clear air itself becomes timid
To die in the cold.

Wonderful picture
Afanasy Fet

Wonderful picture
How dear you are to me:
White plain,
Full moon,

The light of the high heavens,
And shining snow
And distant sleighs
Lonely running.

Mother! look out the window...
A.A. Fet

Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone too shabby
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.

Now there will be no argument:
Over the skids and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom? You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!”

Winter has come
I. Chernitskaya

Happy winter has come
With skates and sleds,
With a powdered ski track,
With a magical old fairy tale.
On the decorated Christmas tree
The lanterns are swinging.
May your winter be merry
It doesn't end any longer!

Happy winter has come
V. Korkin

There's a mess of snowflakes all around.
Don't sleep, get up early
Get your skates quickly.
Happy winter has arrived!

The sun froze to the ice,
I go to the skating rink in the morning.
And it stings my nose painfully
Angry Santa Claus. -

The sun froze to the ice.
Snowballs are flying fast -
None of the guys are cowards.
And a hot battle broke out,

At least we are friends.
Snowballs are flying fast.
Merry winter has come -
There's a mess of snowflakes all around.

Don't sleep, get up early.
Get your skates quickly.
Get your skates quickly.
Happy winter has arrived!

Freezing
Valentin Berestov

Sleight of hand
Semyon Ostrovsky

The master was cold for tricks.
Frost said: “Enough tears!” -
And turned into snow
It rained for the third day in a row.
I answered trick with trick.
My trick is called "Sleight of Hand".
A moment - and a snowflake
I turned it into a laugh!

Who draws so skillfully...
M. Lesna-Raunio

Who draws so skillfully
What kind of miracle dreamers,
Ice drawing is sad:
Rivers, groves and lakes?
Who applied the complex ornament
On the window of any apartment?
It's all one artist.
These are all his paintings.
frolicking in a wide field
And tired of wandering in the forest,
Santa Claus is bored or something?
I decided to get into a warm house.
But scared people
The door was locked
And Morozko - come what may -
Soon he climbed towards them through the window.
But there was a barrier there too -
There was glass everywhere in the windows,
And Morozko out of frustration
He decided to harm people.
He calculated with his cunning eye,
He took the brushes, whitened, enamels -
And by morning all the window glass
No light was allowed into the house.

When winter comes, the forest will whiten with snow...
V. Leikin

When winter comes, the forest will whiten with snow,
Here the bunny turns white.
He didn’t jump to the south, but climbed into a hole,
So tell me, what is he interested in?
Risking your small body?
The fox will hide in the white snow
And he sits like a snowdrift. And I don't think so.
And quietly dreams about summer:
How he will jump on the green meadow
In a light green fur coat.

I don't waste my tears
Semyon Ostrovsky

I am Winter. I love frost.
I make people cry.
And I don’t waste them myself.
However, when I leave, I cry.
Winter is the most fun

Winter dream
Agniya Barto

Winter handicraft
E. Yavetskaya

Winter handicraft is busy again -
Let nature dress warmer.
Winter has prepared a lot of yarn,
Knits white things tirelessly:
Sleepy trees have fluffy hats,
For Christmas trees, he knits mittens on his paws.
I sewed, knitted and was very tired!
- Oh, spring would come soon...

Winter
I. Surikov

White snow, fluffy swirling in the air
And he quietly falls to the ground and lies down.
And in the morning the field turned white with snow,
It was as if everything had covered him with a shroud.
The dark forest covered itself with a wonderful cap
And he fell asleep under her soundly, soundly...
God's days are short, the sun shines little,
Now the frosts have arrived - and winter has come.
The toiling peasant pulled out his sleigh,
Children are building snow mountains.
The peasant has been waiting for winter and cold for a long time,
And he covered the outside of the hut with straw.
So that the wind does not penetrate into the hut through the cracks,
Blizzards and blizzards would not blow snow.
He is now calm - everything is covered,
And he is not afraid of the angry frost.

This will be a cat's house
M. Lapisova

I'm rolling a snowball -
This will be a cat's house.
I'll make a path to the house -
To make it more comfortable for the cat.
There will be a room inside.
Cat, here is your house, look!
You don't need windows -
Cats can see everything in the dark!
I'll crumble some crumbs for the cat -
There will be a snow sandwich!
Only for some reason the Cat
To the cat’s house... He doesn’t go...

Lucky so lucky
Kindness Nastya

Outside the window it’s white and white,
There was a lot of snow.
To all the girls and boys
Lucky so lucky!

Skis in your feet, poles in your hands,
They are not bored today.
Right from early morning
The kids ran away.

Some on the hill, some on the tower,
Fresh air is better than a book!
Who has his own hobby,
The one with the skates at the skating rink.

Sleds are no different these days,
They rush all the way to the pond.
Be careful guys
There is melt water in the river!

Someone's fortresses made of snow
Protects against raids
Someone is making snow women -
A winter day is full of fun.

Outside the window it’s white and white,
There was a lot of snow.
To all the girls and boys
Lucky so lucky!

Why? The answer is simple:
After all, today is a day off.

Sledging
Kvitko L. M.

I feel warm in my earflaps!
I grab the sled
I'm climbing the mountain,
I'm flying downhill.
Empty for me
The easiest -
Ride standing:
See - I'm rocking!
Suddenly the sled rushed...
My earflaps are missing.
She fell into the snow!
I fall too.
The sleigh continues to race,
They spin around merrily.
Rope in the snow
Coils like a snake.
I found a ushanka
I'm catching up with the sled,
I'm climbing the mountain,
I'm flying downhill.
Empty for me
The easiest -
Ride standing:
See - I'm rocking!

Freezing
Kvitko L. M.

I ran over the fence
And Frost stands and waits,
He walked next to me -
Not a step behind.
Our shirts are in the yard
They dance on a rope with the wind.
I'm running - Frost is behind me!
Frost attacked the linen,
Sharp icy dust
Got through him.
He grabbed it and made it hard -
And the laundry froze.
Place it on the snow - it won't fall.
Push it - it will go.
I pushed just barely -
The sheet went first
And the shirt walked
Sleeves spread out.
And little tailor Frost
It stings the cheeks, cuts the nose.
The wind rushed towards
He jumped on my shoulders.
The wind is an icy rider -
He whistles loudly behind his back.
Frozen spruce trees are cracking,
The sleigh creaks in the snow.

On the rink
Kvitko L. M.

Rush, rush,
rush, rush,
To meet the wild wind,
So that it rings
So that it carries
Let your cheeks burn!
Roll out early
Both on a sled and without a sled,
On the logs,
On a log
On the knees,
On the back,
If only down, if only into the snow,
If only I could move out before everyone else!
Sends frost, snow and blizzards
Getting kids out of bed.
It's boring in the field alone,
We will sing him a song:
"Mischievous and brave,
White-white-white
You come from beyond the mountains
They drag us out into the yard.
You are with us all winter -
You're racing after the sleigh,
You pinch your ears painfully,
You dry all the roads.
On the ponds, by the river
You built us skating rinks
He spread them wide and far,
Made as strong as steel!

First snow
Hamal Gella

It snowed late at night
First-first.
He surprised everyone in the morning
White-white.
Dad came out to the door:
- Well done!
It's winter snowball
Brought it.
Mom sees snow in the garden:
- Oh and ah!
And which ones will I wear now?
Boots?
Leshka came out early:
- Snow! Hooray!
Get skates and sleds
It's time!
Cat-cat looks out the window
On the road:
“Someone spilled milk...
so many!"

Here comes winter
(V. Kalinkin)

In the morning on the puddles
Thin ice.
Spinning in the air
First snowball.

The guys came out
From kindergarten.
First snowball -
It's a joy for the kids.

Curling in the street
Light fluff
Children admire:
How good!

FREEZING DAY
(P. Obraztsov)

The frost is crackling. The rivers froze.
Birch trees by the river are trembling.
It is warm here. In a hot oven
The coals are crackling.
They will burn, and soon, soon
In the cozy warmth of the room
Subtle patterns will melt
On painted glass.

Snow
(A. Barto)

Snow, snow is spinning
The whole street is white!
We gathered in a circle,
They spun like a snowball.

Pie
(P. Voronko)

Snow was falling on the threshold.
The cat made himself a pie.
In the meantime, I sculpted and baked,
The pie flowed away like a stream.
Bake your own pies,
Not from dough - from flour.

We were sledding
(L. Dyakonov)

We rode on a sled -
And said goodbye
and met...
We said goodbye to winter!
We met spring!

Sledging

In warm fur coats and earflaps
Snowy winter times
Kids on a fast sled
A steep mountain rushes like a whirlwind.

Children's faces in the wind
They flared up like red.
Let the prickly snow gather dust,
Let the angry frost be angry -
The guys don't care!

Sled
(S. Ostrovsky)

The sled slides down on its own,
But they have one whim.
So that the sleigh races down the hill,
We drag them up ourselves.

Wizard
(K. Bilych)

Frost is a magician!
This is immediately visible:
I haven't opened my album yet,
And he already
No brushes, no paints
He painted all our windows overnight!

(I. Surikov)

White caps on white birches
White bunny on white snow.
White pattern on the branches from frost.
By white snow I'm skiing!

Like on a hill, on a mountain
(A. Prokofiev)

Like on a hill, on a mountain,
In the wide yard
Who's on the sled?
Who's skiing?
Who is taller
Who is shorter?
Who's quieter?
Who will run away
Who's on the ice?
And who is in the snow?
From the hill - wow,
Up the hill - wow!
Bang!
Breathtaking!

Zimushka-winter
(M. Plyatskovsky)

The skis are going down the hill - closer, closer!
The sleigh goes down the hill - on its own, on its own!
Children's fun - left, right!
There is an echo of laughter, laughter!
So much snow is falling - from the sky, from the sky!
There is frost on the trees - blue, blue!
Rushing down a snowy hill is happiness, happiness!

The cat sings, eyes narrowed;
The boy is dozing on the carpet.
There's a storm playing outside,
The wind whistles in the yard.
“It’s enough for you to wallow here,”
Hide your toys and get up!
Come to me to say goodbye
And go to sleep.”
The boy stood up, and the cat's eyes
Conducted and still sings;
Snow is falling in clumps on the windows,
The storm is whistling at the gate.

Snowball
(N. Nekrasov)

The snowball is fluttering, spinning,
It's white outside.
And puddles turned
In cold glass.

Where the finches sang in summer,
Today - look! –
Like pink apples
There are bullfinches on the branches.

The snow is cut up by skis,
Like chalk, creaky and dry,
And the red cat catches
Cheerful white flies.

(V. Bokov)

Winter is white
The wires are thin.
Quit what you're doing
Put on your skates!
Monogram devils,
Start dancing.
Winter is not winter
If you don't ride.

Winter in the forest
(N. Goncharov)

It's become noticeable
Navigated.
All trees
In lace:
Snow on the pine trees
On the bushes
They ate in white fur coats.
And got tangled in the branches
Violent snowstorms.

Winter
(A. Krylov)

Klen shakes his head:
- Give me the mittens!
– Congratulations on winter! –
The tits whistled.

White yard, white garden,
White paths.
And they hang under the roofs
Blue earrings.

The sun looked into the face -
Almost blinded me!
Blizzard on the porch at night
She came to cry.

And the magpie is at the gate
Spreads rumors
What are they flying into our garden?
Blue flies!

Only such a gossip
We no longer believe.
There's a lot of frost outside -
Close the doors.

The sleds are asking to go for a walk,
The skis creaked.
And he crawls into the stove to sleep
Our kitten is red.

He is not a sledder
And he doesn't ski.
It only warms the paws.
He can do this!

Winter - the frost is getting stronger, snow is swirling outside the window, rosy-cheeked children are happily rolling down the slide, and the house is warm and cozy... Read the poems we have selected about winter - perhaps you will want to go outside and play in the snow?! Why sit at home when there is such snow-white beauty outside the window!

Poems about winter for children and adults

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It's getting cold

The wind on the terrace
It's cold in the stroller!

Andreyka is wearing padded jackets,
Sweatshirts, mittens,
Andreike striped scarf
The sisters brought it.

He sits, barely breathing,
In a quilted jacket.
Like at the pole, baby
The sisters equipped it.

Get used to the cold! -
Sveta explains.-
And winter comes to us,
And not just summer.
Agniya Barto

***
Winter dream

***
Winter evening

The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
Then he will cry like a child,
Then on the dilapidated roof
Suddenly the straw will rustle,
The way a belated traveler
There will be a knock on our window.
Our dilapidated shack
And sad and dark.
What are you doing, my old lady?
Silent at the window?
Or howling storms
You, my friend, are tired,
Or dozing under the buzzing
Your spindle?
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth

The heart will be more cheerful.
Sing me a song like a tit
She lived quietly across the sea;
Sing me a song like a maiden
I went to get water in the morning.
The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
She will cry like a child.
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth
Let's drink from grief; where is the mug?
The heart will be more cheerful.
A. S. Pushkin

***
Tricky sled

My sled goes on its own
Without a motor, without a horse,
Every now and then my sled
They run away from me.
I won't have time to sit on horseback,
Sleigh - start and run...
My sled goes on its own
Without a motor, without a horse.
And under the hill is my sled
They are waiting for me behind the snowdrift.
Naughty, they are bored
Climb up alone.
I. Bursov

***
Winter is the most fun

Winter is the most fun
Sit by the stove by the red coals,
Eat hot flatbreads,
Climb into a snowdrift with boot tops,
Skate around the entire pond
And immediately fall into bed.

Spring is the most fun time
Scream among the green fields
Sitting on a hill with a Barboska
And think about white winter,
Fluffy willows to break
And throw stones into the lake.

And summer is the most fun
Cherry bite glue,
While swimming, surf the wave,
Chasing a squirrel from pine to pine,
Lighting fires by the river
And pick cornflowers in the field...

But autumn is even more fun!
Then you pluck plums from the branches,
Then you pick peas in the garden,
Then you will grow moss with a horned...
The threshing machine is knocking in the distance - And the rye on the carts reaches the ground...
Sasha Cherny

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Birch

White birch tree under my window
She covered herself with snow, like silver.
On fluffy branches with a snow border
The tassels bloomed with white fringe.
And the birch tree stands in sleepy silence,
And snowflakes burn in golden fire.
And the dawn, lazily walking around,
Sprinkles the branches with new silver.
Sergey Yesenin

***
Winter has come

***
On skates

I rush like the wind on skates
Along the forest edge...
Mittens on hands
Hat on top...
One-two! So I slipped...
One and two! almost tumbled...
One-two! tighter on your toes!
The ice crunched and quacked,
The wind is blowing from the right.
Christmas wolves! full speed –
From pond to ditch...
One-two! down a slippery slope...
One and two! funny legs...
One-two! forward and forward...
Sasha Cherny

***
Bullfinches

***
I know what I need to come up with

I know what I need to come up with
So that there is no more winter,
So that instead of high snowdrifts
The hills were green all around.

I look into the glass
Green color,
And immediately it’s winter
Turns into summer.
Agniya Barto

***
Winter

Konstantin Balmont "SNOWFLAKE"

Light fluffy,
Snowflake white,
How clean
How brave!

Dear stormy
Easy to carry
Not to the azure heights,
Begs to go to earth.

Wonderful azure
She left
Myself into the unknown
The country has been overthrown.

In the shining rays
Slides skillfully
Among the melting flakes
Preserved white.

Under the blowing wind
Shakes, flutters,
On him, cherishing,
Lightly swinging.

His swing
She's consoled
With his snowstorms
Spinning wildly.

But here it ends
The road is long,
Touches the earth
Crystal star.

Fluffy lies
Snowflake is brave.
How clean
How white!

Evgeny Baratynsky

Where is the sweet whisper
My forests?
Streams of murmurs,
Meadow flowers?
The trees are bare;
Winter carpet
Covered the hills
Meadows and valleys.
Under the ice
With its bark
The stream grows numb;
Everything is numb
Only the evil wind
Raging, howling
And the sky covers
Gray haze.

Afanasy Fet

Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone too shabby
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.

Now there will be no argument:
Over the skids and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom? You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!”

Afanasy Fet

Wonderful picture
How dear you are to me:
White plain,
Full moon,

The light of the high heavens,
And shining snow
And distant sleighs
Lonely running.

Afanasy Fet

The wind sleeps and everything goes numb,
Just to fall asleep;
The clear air itself becomes timid
To die in the cold.

Samuel Marshak “ALL YEAR ROUND. JANUARY"

Open the calendar -
January begins.

In January, in January
There is a lot of snow in the yard.

Snow - on the roof, on the porch.
The sun is in the blue sky.
The stoves are heated in our house,
Smoke rises into the sky in a column.

Samuel Marshak “ALL YEAR ROUND. FEBRUARY"

The winds blow in February
The pipes howl loudly.
It curls like a snake on the ground
Light drifting snow.

Over the Kremlin wall -
Aircraft flights.
Glory to the dear army
On her birthday!

Sergey Mikhalkov “WHITE POEMS”

The snow is spinning
The snow is falling -
Snow! Snow! Snow!
The beast and the bird are glad to see the snow
And, of course, a man!
Happy gray tits:
Birds are freezing in the cold,
Snow fell - frost fell!
The cat washes its nose with snow.
The puppy has a black back
White snowflakes are melting.
The sidewalks are covered in snow,
Everything around is white and white:
Snow-snow-snowfall!
Enough work for shovels,
For shovels and scrapers,
For large trucks.
The snow is spinning
The snow is falling -
Snow! Snow! Snow!
The beast and the bird are glad to see the snow
And, of course, a man!
Only the janitor, only the janitor
He says: “I am this Tuesday.”
I will never forget!
Snowfall is a disaster for us!
The scraper scrapes all day long,
The broom sweeps all day long.
A hundred sweats left me,
And everything is white again!
Snow! Snow! Snow!

Fedor Tyutchev

Enchantress in Winter
Bewitched, the forest stands,
And under the snow fringe,
motionless, mute,
He shines with a wonderful life.
And he stands, bewitched,
Not dead and not alive -
Enchanted by a magical dream,
All entangled, all shackled
Light down chain…

Is the winter sun shining?
On him your beam with a scythe -
Nothing will tremble in him,
It will all flare up and sparkle
Dazzling beauty.

Daniil Kharms

I walked along the swamp in winter
In galoshes,
In Hat
And with glasses.
Suddenly someone rushed along the river
On metal
Hooks.

I ran quickly to the river,
And he ran into the forest,
He attached two planks to his feet,
Sat down,
Jumped
And disappeared.

And for a long time I stood by the river,
And I thought for a long time, taking off my glasses:
"How strange
Planks
And incomprehensible
Hooks!

Mikhail Isakovsky “WINTER EVENING”

Behind the window in the white field -
Dusk, wind, snow...
You're probably sitting at school,
In his bright room.

While the winter evening is short,
She leaned over the table:
Either you write or you read,
What are you thinking about?

The day is over - and the classrooms are empty,
There is silence in the old house,
And you're a little sad
That today you are alone.

Because of the wind, because of the blizzard
All the roads are empty
Your friends won't come to you
Spend the evening together.

The snowstorm covered the paths, -
It's not easy to get through.
But there's fire in your window
Visible very far away.

Sergey Yesenin

Winter sings and echoes,
The shaggy forest lulls
The ringing sound of a pine forest.
All around with deep melancholy
Sailing to a distant land
Gray clouds.

And there's a snowstorm in the yard
Spreads a silk carpet,
But it's painfully cold.
Sparrows are playful,
Like lonely children,
Huddled by the window.

The little birds are cold
Hungry, tired,
And they huddle tighter.
And the blizzard roars madly
Knocks on the hanging shutters
And he gets angrier.

And the tender birds are dozing
Under these snowy whirlwinds
At the frozen window.
And they dream of a beautiful
In the smiles of the sun is clear
Beautiful spring.

Sergey Yesenin “BIRCH”

White birch
Below my window
Covered with snow
Exactly silver.
On fluffy branches
Snow border
The brushes have blossomed
White fringe.
And the birch tree stands
In sleepy silence,
And the snowflakes are burning
In golden fire.
And the dawn is lazy
Walking around
Sprinkles branches
New silver.

Alexander Blok “DIlapidated Hut”

Dilapidated hut
It's all covered in snow.
Grandma-old lady
Looking out the window.
To the naughty grandchildren
Knee-deep snow.
Fun for the kids
Fast sled run...
They run, laugh,
Making a snow house
They ring loudly
Voices all around...
There will be a snow house
Frisky game...
Your fingers will get cold,
It's time to go home!
Tomorrow we'll have tea,
They look out the window -
And the house has already melted,
It's spring outside!

Nikolay Nekrasov “SNOWBALL”

The snowball is fluttering, spinning,
It's white outside.
And puddles turned
In cold glass.

Where the finches sang in summer,
Today - look! —
Like pink apples
There are bullfinches on the branches.

The snow is cut up by skis,
Like chalk, creaky and dry,
And the red cat catches
Cheerful white flies.

- Who are you singing for, blizzard?
With silver horns?
— For little bear cubs,
That they are fast asleep in the den.

Bunin Ivan “FIRST SNOW”

It smelled like winter cold
To the fields and forests.
Light up bright purple
Before sunset the sky.

At night the storm raged,
And with dawn to the village,
To the ponds, to the deserted garden
The first snow started to fall.

And today over the wide
White tablecloth fields
We said goodbye belatedly
A string of geese.

A.S. Pushkin “WINTER MORNING”

Frost and sun; wonderful day!
You are still dozing, dear friend -
It's time, beauty, wake up:
Open your closed eyes
Towards northern Aurora,
Be the star of the north!

In the evening, do you remember, the blizzard was angry,
There was darkness in the cloudy sky;
The moon is like a pale spot
Through the dark clouds it turned yellow,
And you sat sad -
And now... look out the window:

Under blue skies
Magnificent carpets,
Glistening in the sun, the snow lies;
The transparent forest alone turns black,
And the spruce turns green through the frost,
And the river glitters under the ice.

The whole room has an amber shine
Illuminated. Cheerful crackling
The flooded stove crackles.
It's nice to think by the bed.
But you know: shouldn’t I tell you to get into the sleigh?
Ban the brown filly?

Sliding on the morning snow,
Dear friend, let's indulge in running
impatient horse
And we'll visit the empty fields,
The forests, recently so dense,
And the shore, dear to me.

A.S. Pushkin

What a night! Frost is bitter,
There is not a single cloud in the sky;
Like an embroidered canopy, a blue vault
Replete with frequent stars.
Everything in the houses is dark. At the gate
Locks with heavy locks.
People are buried everywhere;
Both the noise and the shout of the trade died down;
As soon as the yard guard barks
Yes, the chain rattles loudly.
And all of Moscow is sleeping peacefully...

Winter is the quietest time of the year. The forest is sleeping, covered with a snow-white blanket of snow. Silence, only occasionally you can hear the crunch of branches and the howling of a snowstorm.

Small, easy poems for children clearly convey the charm of the winter landscape of nature and tell children about winter phenomena nature, snow, frost and, of course, New Year. All this is reflected in bright children's poems about winter.

Winter morning

Fell into the trees at night
Frost as thick as a finger.
The village has become a fairy tale
And so dear, dear!
Silence pours into the fence,
Everything is silent, and I am silent too;
You can just hear it like in a well
Floppy
Tub...

Timofey Belozerov

First snow

Oh mommy, look
All over the yard
How many whites
butterflies,
So many of them
I've never seen-
- No, my little one,
These are not butterflies
The butterflies have flown away
Along with flowers.
This It is snowing,
These are snowflakes
Similar
On white butterflies.

Hovhannes Tumanyan

Blue and white

(translation by I. Tumakova)

FrantisekGrubin

In the cold

Snow outside and cold.
With strong ice the puddle is clogged.
Timid from the road
Twigs of the trail
Reaching for houses:
- Can I warm up with you?

Valentina Lanzetti

Winter handicraft

E. Yavetskaya

Birch

Sergey Yesenin

Winter colors

V. Fetisov

Where do they carry snow in cars?

Where do they carry snow in cars?
Probably in hot countries
They give it to the guys
For the New Year in gifts,
They will receive full bags -
And everyone runs to play in the snow!
Snowballs don't reach
They melt in the hot sun,
And only puddles here and there...
Where do they carry snow in cars?

Irina Tokmakova

Puppy and snow

The puppy looked at the first snow
And I couldn’t understand anything.
- Where do so many white flies come from?
Has it crowded into our yard?
Or maybe it's bird fluff
Flying over the fence?..
He opened his mouth - and grabbed the snow -
And he began to chew thoughtfully.
He chews and chews, but here’s the problem!
There is only water on the tongue.
The puppy was completely embarrassed
And he went back to the kennel.
He wasn't stupid, he was just small
And I saw snow for the first time...

L. Dyakonov

Snowball

The snowball is fluttering, spinning,
It's white outside.
And puddles turned
In cold glass.

Where the finches sang in summer,
Today - look! -
Like pink apples
There are bullfinches on the branches.

The snow is cut up by skis,
Like chalk, creaky and dry,
And the red cat catches
Cheerful white flies.

Nikolay Nekrasov

Hello winter-winter!

Hello, winter-winter!
We were covered with white snow:
And trees and houses.
The light-winged wind whistles -
Hello, winter-winter!
An intricate trail winds
From clearing to hill.
The hare printed this -
Hello, winter-winter!
We put up feeders for the birds,
We pour food into them,
And the birds sing in flocks -
Hello, winter-winter!

G. Ladonshchikov

Snowflakes

Snowflakes, snowflakes
On Ninka's cheeks,
Stuck in braids
Hanging on eyelashes
They make it difficult to watch.
She squeezed it in her palm,
I wanted a little
Warm the snowflakes.
I pressed it tighter,
But what happened to them?
What a disaster!
The snowflakes have disappeared
In Ninka's palm
Only one water!

M. Klokova

Christmas tree

(translation by M. Sidorenko)

Through the snowdrifts, through the bushes
A white hare is jumping.
There's no hole here or there
What should a hare do?
He's afraid of the hunter
He is shaking all over with fear.
The hare is jumping, the hare is rushing,
The hare runs to the Christmas tree.
Hide me, Christmas tree,
Hurry up!
Hide me, green one.
Have pity!
And covered it quickly
Christmas tree branches
Poor little bunny
With long ears.
Only the tail is visible,
Well, no problem:
The tail can be hidden
In the snow
Always.

D. Khorol

Snowman

(translation (Berestov V.))

Snowman, snowman
I'm used to living in the cold.
Don't be afraid for him
And in the frosty darkness
Leave alone
Starry winter night.
In the snowman's pipe
Frost instead of tobacco.
And armed with a broom,
He stands there, not breathing.
And the house clock rings
He hears through the walls.

Karem Maurice

Freezing

"Storms, blizzards and blizzards...
There's so much hassle with them,
So much noise and hustle!
How tired I am of them!" -
So the gloomy frost grumbled
And the river was frozen in ice without noise,
The trees were covered with gray hair,
And there was silence.

Valentin Berestov

What is New Year?

What is New Year?
This is a friendly round dance.
These are pipes and violins.
Jokes, songs and smiles -
That's what it means
This is what New Year means!

What is New Year?
New Year - frost and ice!
And in the dancing snowflakes
Invisible springs.
That's what it means
This is what New Year means!

Mikhail Plyatskovsky

Our Christmas tree

Look through the door crack -
You will see our Christmas tree.
Our tree is tall
Reaches to the ceiling.
And there are toys hanging on it -
From the stand to the top of the head.

E. Ilyina

New Years is soon

Soon, soon New Year!
He's in a hurry, he's coming!
Knock on our doors:
Children, hello, I'm coming to you!
We are celebrating the holiday
Decorating the Christmas tree
Hanging toys
Balloons, crackers...
Soon Santa Claus will come,
He will bring us gifts -
Apples, candy...
Santa Claus, where are you?!

Z. Orlova

Old year

Everyone is waiting, of course, for the New Year,
And I feel sorry for the old one.
After all, he will completely leave us!
I even felt sad.
And I'm already used to it,
I became friends with him over the course of a year.
I became friends with him because
That I learned to swim,
That I saw the sea for the first time
And that my sister was born.

I really felt sad
That the year is passing Old.

E. Grigorieva

Bullfinches

Poems about winter for the little ones: children from 1 to 4 years old. 34 poems by different authors for children's parties, activities, games with kids, winter walks.

Children's poems about winter. Part 1.

Poems about winter for the little ones (children 1-3 years old)

N. Sakonskaya. Where's my finger?

Masha put on her mitten:
- Oh, where am I going?
There is no finger, it’s gone,
I didn’t get to my little house!
Mom took off her mitten:
- Look, I found it!
You search, you search and you will find.
Hello, little finger!
How are you?

In this poem, you can change the name to the name of the child - “Tanya put on the mitten” or “Nastya put on the mitten”, etc.

N. Pikuleva. Felt boots

Paty-paaaty-paaaaty - paaaaty,
The felt boots came out of the hut,
We walked around the yard,
They danced at the feast,
Lay down on the stove
Guard the pies!

I. Tokmakova. Bear

Like on a hill - snow, snow,
And under the hill - snow, snow,
And on the tree there is snow, snow,
And under the tree there is snow, snow.
And a bear sleeps under the snow.
Quiet, quiet... Don't make noise

With this poem you can play catch with a teddy bear. Saying the words from the poem, we go with the baby to the teddy bear. At the end of the poem-game, the awakened bear catches up with the child. The child runs away to the “house” (the house must be designated in advance - before the game).

You can also play blind man's buff. Then the task of the game is different. First, we read the poem together. Then you need to quietly walk past an adult who is holding a bear sleeping in a den on his lap. If the bear hears sounds, it wakes up and catches up with the baby. The kid runs away to the “house”.

O. Vysotskaya. Cold

Who meowed at the door?
- Open it quickly! —
It's very cold in winter.
Murka asks to go home.

V. Orlov. Why does a bear sleep in winter?

Bear, bear!
What happened to you?
Why do you sleep in winter?
Because snow and ice -
Not raspberries and not honey!

V. Khorol. Bunny

Once upon a time there lived a bunny
Long ears.
The bunny got frostbitten
The nose is on the edge.
Frostbitten nose
Frostbitten ponytail
And went to warm up
Visit the kids.
It's warm and nice there,
There is no wolf.
And they give you carrots
For lunch.

T. Elchin. Winter song

Where are you, sun?
Indeed?
We are completely
They were numb.
Without you
The water is frozen
Without you
The ground is frozen...
Come out, sunshine,
Hurry!
Caress and warm!

Z. Alexandrova. Snowball

The snowball is fluttering, spinning,
It's white outside.
And puddles turned
In transparent glass.
Where the finches sang in summer,
Today - look! –
Like pink apples
There are bullfinches on the branches.
The snow is cut up by skis,
Like chalk, creaky and dry.
And the red cat catches
Cheerful white flies.

I. Pivovarova. Hare

The hare lay down on a hillock,
I decided to take a nap for an hour.
While he was sleeping sweetly,
The first snow fell on the ground.
The gray hare woke up,
Wondering what's the matter?
I was gray, but I became white!
Who changed me?

Who changed the bunny's clothes? Why does the bunny change his fur coat? More about this - fairy tales, pictures, poems, educational tasks for children.

O. Vysotskaya. Snow bunny

We made a snowball
The ears were made later.
And just
Instead of eyes
We found some coals.
The rabbit came out as if alive!
He has a tail and a head!
For the mustache
Don't delay -
They are made from straws!
Long, shiny,
Definitely real!

O. Vysotskaya. Sledging

The sled rolled down.
Hold on tight, doll!
Sit, don't fall -
There's a ditch ahead!
You must drive carefully!
Otherwise you might crash!

Z. Alexandrova. In small mittens

In small mittens
Palms hidden.
Help with felt boots
Should I put on my boots...
The first snow fell at night.
We got dressed before everyone else.
I'm pushing a sled -
I want to go for a walk.

V. Lunin. Who gets hot in winter?

Feet are freezing
Hands are freezing
Fur coats are freezing,
Hats,
Trousers.
Outside
Such a cold -
Even ice
And he has a cold.
Only blizzards and blizzards
They sweated from diligence:
Blizzards and blizzards are blowing
Snow-white beds -
Lay out in the yard
Kids!

V. Orlov. Merry snow

Snow everywhere,
Snow,
Snow!
Laughter everywhere,
Laughter,
Laughter!
Snow everywhere
And snowballs
Laughter everywhere
And laughs!
From high
On the guys
Like fluff
Not snowflakes
They're flying,
And the funny ones!

S. Marshak. Snow is pouring and falling in armfuls

Snow is pouring and falling in armfuls
It's winter in the fields.
Covered up to the eyebrows with hats
In the courtyards of the house.
At night the blizzard played tricks,
The snow was knocking on the glass,
And now - look how fun it is
And white-white!

O. Vysotskaya. Winter has come

The first quatrain from this poem is suitable for small children. The entire poem is for children of senior preschool and primary school age.

Winter has come with frosts,
With frosts, with snowstorms.
Snowdrifts under birch trees,
White and white under the spruce trees.
On the elms outside the outskirts
A set of white beads.
And the air burns and stings,
And it smells like watermelon.
An invigorating winter has come,
Ringing, crispy,
With school tasks
And hot stoves.
We love frosty days
Roller elastic ice,
Starry night sky
And a noisy New Year!
Winter has come with firecrackers,
With candies, toys
And festive, prickly,
Decorated Christmas trees.
Winter with a cheerful mask
Comes to our houses.
magical, a good fairy tale
It feels like winter to us!

I. S. Nikitin. Fragment

The bitter frost is bitter,
It's dark outside;
Silver frost
He closed the window.

V. Berestov. Snowfall

The day has come.
And suddenly it got dark.
The light was turned on. We look out the window.
The snow falls white and white.
Why is it so dark?

M. Sadovsky. Winter coat

It's going to snow
And it will stop
Unnoticed
He will melt.
White winter fur coat
She tries it on for everyone herself.
Fur coat
White hare,
Fur coat
Forest and meadow
Fur coat
Lena and Nikola,
Fur coat
Oak tree in an open field,
Fur coat
Poplar and elm.
I have already<
I'm stuck in a snowdrift,
But everyone is like this
Fur coat,
What to wear all winter
Love!

Winter has come (folk song)

We pronounce the text with stretched vowels. On the last lines we “drop” the baby from our laps.

Winter has come
Harnessed the horses to the sleigh,
On the way - I've taken the path,
There is ice on the river,
Connected with the shore,
Chained to the ground.
The snow was frozen,
I sat the little kids on a sled,
I dashed off the mountain! Woohoo!

Like in the snow (folk song - nursery rhyme)

Like walking through snow through a blizzard
Three sleighs were flying.
And they make noise and thunder,
The bells are ringing.
Grandfather is in the first sleigh,
In the other sled there is a grandmother,
In the third sled is Auntie.
Our Katya ran out,
Met dear guests,
She opened the gate for them,
It led to a new hill.

Felt boots. Folk nursery rhyme.

Let's buy felt boots for my son,
Let's put it on the legs,
Let's go on the path.
Our son will walk
New felt boots to wear.

Our Masha (folk nursery rhyme)

Our Masha is small,
She's wearing a scarlet fur coat,
Beaver edge.
Masha is black-browed.

In the nursery rhyme, you need to replace the girl’s name with the child’s name - for example, “Our Tanya is little.”

Zimushka (folk cry)

You, winter girl, winter,
The winter was stormy
Everyone was drinking, everyone was chalking,
Primora was alive
Kalinushka with raspberries
Zalaaamlila!

Poems about winter for children 4 years and older

G. Lagzdyn. Freezing

The sun just touched the roof -
Santa Claus left the house,
Frost hurried to the river
With a white cloud in hand.
On the paths, on the paths,
Where there were puddles,
Santa Claus throws ice cubes
And spinning on the ice floes,
It glides along the river, freezes,
The willows breathe gray hair,
Snow throws under the runners
With an icy mitten,
And then, grabbing with an armful,
Pours it on the porch,
Hitting the glass with a frozen cap,
Mischievously dusty in the face.
How about catching up? Go! Try!
Frost will lead into the snowdrifts,
And in the snowdrifts there is a tower.
Winter itself lives there.

V. Berestov. Black ice

It doesn’t go and doesn’t go,
Because it's icy.
But
Falls great!
Why no one
Not happy?!

V. Stepanov. Stars are snowflakes

Winter evening
The stars are falling
Falling from the sky
The city is frosty.
Stars are falling
To the house and paths,
Katya's melting
On a warm palm.
Melting silently
Snowflake stars
And on the palm of your hand
They sparkle like tears.
Katya from a walk
Will return home -
White fairy tale
She'll dream about it at night.

A. Fet “Mom, look from the window”

Mother! look from the window -
You know, yesterday it was not for nothing that there was a cat
Wash your nose:
There is no dirt, the whole yard is covered,
Apparently there is frost.
Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone too shabby
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.
Now there will be no argument:
Over the skids, and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom?
You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!”

I. Surikov. Winter (fragment)

White snow, fluffy
Spinning in the air
And the ground is quiet
Falls, lies down.
And in the morning snow
The field turned white
Like a veil
Everything dressed him.
Dark forest with a hat
Covered up weird
And fell asleep under her
Strong, unstoppable...
God's days are short
The sun shines little
Here come the frosts -
And winter has come.

M. Lukashkina. First Snow Festival

Not everyone knows this modern poetess. It's a pity. Check out one of her wonderful poems.

Look at the calendar -
You won't believe your eyes!
It’s not there... After all, the number
He chooses himself.
And about the month to us
One can only guess.
Will it come in October?
Will it wait until December?
But it is known, however,
Immutable law:
Not empty handed
He appears.
Will give, as always,
Everyone! And in full measure.
Look around!
The day is no longer gray.
A holiday, like a painter,
Snow-white paint
He splashed everyone in the window,
I delighted everyone with a fairy tale.
Opened our eyes
Gave me hope for a miracle, -
And went nowhere
Coming out of nowhere.
Amazing day!
It has both freshness and bliss...
The best holiday of all -
Celebration of the first snow!

A. Barto. Not alone

We didn't eat, we didn't drink,
They sculpted a snow woman.
February snow, weak-weak,
Wrinkled under my hand,
But just right for a snow woman
We need one like this.
It was hot for us to work
It's like there's no winter
It's like February was taken from March
Warm day on loan.
Smiling as if alive
In the park, in silence,
The snow woman stood up
In a white coat.
But it’s getting dark - what a shame! —
The light of dawn goes out,
The boys need to go home
Whatever you say!
Suddenly Natalka frowned,
She's only five years old
He says: “I feel sorry for the woman.”
Why should she stand here? –
The sound of the tram will soon subside
And the moon will rise,
There will be a snow woman
Alone under the moon?!
We crowded around the woman,
We thought - what to do?
At least give her a friend
Need to get it.
We didn't eat, we didn't drink,
They made a new woman.
The sound of the tram will soon subside
And the moon will rise,
Our snow woman
There will be more than one.

Ya. Akim. First snow

In the morning the cat brought it on its paws
First snow!
First snow!
It has taste and smell,
First snow!
First snow!
He is spinning, light, new,
Over the guys' heads
He managed a down scarf
Spread on the pavement,
It whitens along the fences,
I took a nap on the lantern.
So soon, very soon
The sled will fly down the slides,
So it will be possible again
Build a fortress in the yard!

S. Kozlov. Winter

I'll draw today
Winter, such a snowy one.
Forest, road -
Everything is covered in snow.
Black raven on a haystack.
And fences and gates,
Paths to the black hole...
Smoke from chimneys, houses in the snow -
Real winter!
I'll wave my brush -
And from the sky
Suddenly flakes of snow begin to fall.
The forest disappeared behind the snow.
The raven on the haystack disappeared.
The road is no longer visible.
The haystacks are no longer visible...
No fences, bullfinches,
The fields and forests were covered in snow,
It’s just snowing more and more,
Thicker, happier, more generous!

And you people, know (folk)

And you people know
Get your sleigh ready!
Welcome winter!
Magnify frost!
With deep snows!
Happy long evenings!

Continuation - poems for children aged 5 years and older can be found in the article

You will find more New Year's poems for children in the articles:

Hello again. Winter has come. A lot of snow has fallen, the frost is getting stronger, and the children are happy that there are a lot of winter fun. After all, now you can make snowballs from fluffy snow, build fortresses and make snowmen, go down the slides, ice skate and ski.

This time of year also has indescribable beauty. All nature freezes and becomes magical. It is especially pleasing to the eye when the trees stand in frost, the sky becomes blue and without clouds.

And when snowstorms blow and the temperature drops, it’s great to sit in the house, in warmth and comfort, drink hot cocoa and have conversations. On such evenings, you can talk about a lot of things, or wrap yourself in a warm blanket and watch your favorite movie, but I suggest diversifying your leisure time and reading poems about winter. This kind of entertainment will be especially enjoyable for children.

Our Russian poets and writers have composed a large number of understandable winter rhymes for children. Children, thanks to such listening, learn about all the features of the winter season. Also, by learning lines by heart, they will train their memory and be able to perform.

In children's institutions they always learn the seasons and talk about their characteristic features. And to make it easier for the children to remember all the signs, teachers use rhyming lines in their work. This way, learning becomes simple and takes place in a playful way.

I have made a small selection of beautiful and interesting poems about winter, I hope you, dear teachers and parents, will find it useful.

For children 3-4 years old

The day has come.
And suddenly it got dark.
The light was turned on.
We look out the window.
The snow falls white and white.
Why is it so dark?

The bitter frost is bitter,
It's dark outside;
Silver frost
He closed the window.

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Made noise, walked around
There is bad weather in the field;
Covered with white snow
Smooth road.
Covered with white snow,
There was no trace left.
Dust and blizzard rose,
Out of sight.

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Sat on my mitten
Light snowflake
And she fluffed herself up like a bird,
Ice back.
I froze quietly
So that it doesn't fly away.
Soon my mitten
It will become white and white.

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Like on a hill - snow, snow,
And under the hill - snow, snow,
And on the tree there is snow, snow,
And under the tree there is snow, snow.
And a bear sleeps under the snow.
Hush hush. Keep quiet!

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Dandelion from snowflakes
Winter will bring it to its lips,
Just a whiff and there's a fluff
The seeds will scatter.

The dandelion flies around
There's a fire burning in the windows,
Winter evening substitutes
White stars palm.

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Snow, snow is spinning,
The whole street is white!
We gathered in a circle,
They spun like a snowball.

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It doesn’t go and doesn’t go,
Because it's icy.
But
Falls great!
Why no one
Not happy?!

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Through the trees silvery
The veil was thrown over -
Snow-white, fluffy,
Lace beauty!
And the birch tree itself is sad
I couldn't find out on my own -
So skillfully decorated
Winter tree branches...

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Who are the snowflakes
Did you make these?
To work
Who's responsible?
- I! - answered Santa Claus
And grabbed me
By the nose!

For children 4-5 years old

Everyone is cold in winter,
They run to the house quickly.
The sun remains.
Who will warm him?

It used to warm me up
We were glad to see the sun.
And now they admire
Snowfall dance.

I'll draw the sun
In my album,
And as if it will become
Lighten up the house.

I'll write a note -
I already know how to:
Don't be sad, sunshine!
I'll warm you.

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Frost is a magician!
This is immediately visible:
I haven't opened my album yet,
And he already
No brushes, no paints
He painted all our windows overnight!

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There is snow everywhere, houses in the snow -
Winter brought him.
She hurried to us quickly,
She brought us bullfinches.
From dawn to dawn
Bullfinches glorify winter.
Santa Claus, like a little one,
Dancing near the rubble.
And I can too
So dance in the snow.

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Getting angrier, angrier, angrier
It's frosty outside.
And each one is warmer
Covers the nose.
Both people and machines
There's no time for beauty now.
Both people and machines
Noses covered.

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We are snowflakes, we are fluffs,
We don't mind spinning around.
We are ballerina snowflakes
We dance day and night.
Let's stand together in a circle -
It turns out to be a snowball.
We whitewashed the trees
The roofs were covered with fluff.
The earth was covered with velvet
And they saved us from the cold.

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In the trees, in the alleys
The snow flies whiter than flour,

Soft, fragile and fluffy.
We squeeze snow in our hands
And we throw snowballs.
The first snow is light snow,
He makes everyone so happy.

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The sled slides down on its own,
But they have one whim.
So that the sleigh races down the hill,
We drag them up ourselves.

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Run out quickly
Look at bullfinches.
They arrived, they arrived,
The flock was greeted by snowstorms!
And Frost is the Red Nose
He brought them rowan trees.
Sweetened well.
Late winter evening
Bright scarlet clusters.

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Three on a snowy clearing
Me, Winter and sleigh.
Only snow will cover the ground -
The three of us are going.
Having fun in the clearing -
Me, Winter and sleigh.

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For children 5-6 years old

The snowball is fluttering, spinning,
It's white outside.
And puddles turned
In transparent glass.
Where the finches sang in summer,
Today - look! –
Like pink apples
There are bullfinches on the branches.

The snow is cut up by skis,
Like chalk, creaky and dry.
And the red cat catches
Cheerful white flies.

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White fluffy snow
Spinning in the air
And the ground is quiet
Falls, lies down.
And in the morning snow
The field turned white
Like a veil
Everything dressed him.
Dark forest - what a hat
Covered up weird
And fell asleep under her
Strong, unstoppable...
God's days are short
The sun shines little
Here come the frosts -
And winter has come.

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I painted all night
Worked conscientiously
I knew no peace.
And here on the windows
Already turned white
Tall pines,
Fluffy spruces.
Then we saw
There's a firmament there
Where are the cheerful stars
There was a round dance,
Snowflakes fluttered
One by one -
The windows are so frosty
Decorated it in winter.

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The hedgehog looks at the snowflakes.
“These,” he thinks, “are hedgehogs...
White, spiny
And besides, they are volatile.”

Spider on a web
He also looks at the snowflakes:
“Look how brave
These flies are white!”

The hare looks at the snowflakes:
“These are hare fluffs...
Apparently the hare is covered in fluff -
He's scratching his fur coat upstairs."

A boy looks at snowflakes:
“Perhaps these are funny things?..”
He won't understand why
He's having a lot of fun.

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We are the snow woman
They sculpted it to perfection.
For glory, for glory,
Just for fun.
On us it's black
Looks with his eyes
It's like he's laughing
Two coals.
It's worth it though
Our woman with a broom,
But don't let it seem
She's mean to you.
Bucket instead of a hat
We gave her...
With a snow woman
The game is more fun.

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In the trees, in the alleys
The snow flies whiter than flour,
Light-light, clean-clean,
Soft, fragile and fluffy.
We squeeze snow in our hands
And we throw snowballs.
The first snow is light snow,
He makes everyone so happy.

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Go around all the yards -
There's no better mountain to be found.
Carefully! Beware!
The kids are rushing down
Standing, sitting, on my knees,
On cardboards and plywood.
Don't yawn ahead
Don't get in the way!
Oh-ho-ho, look for yourself,
What a miracle this sleigh is:
The five of us barely sat down,
And they rushed with the breeze!
In a straight line until the turn,
Someone was left behind...
We hit a snowdrift:
Whoever made it on his side - bang!

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In an ice carriage rushes
Winter-winter,
The wind beats its wings
To sleepy houses.
Squares and parks are blooming
Snowy white.
And the frost erects arches
Above the forest path.

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There is a birch tree
In a cape,
Ringing on the branches
Fringe.
The easier it is
The softer the snowflakes -
The colder it gets
It's winter!

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Who knits snowflakes and throws them from the sky?
Even my mother doesn’t know these patterns
And I have never seen such yarn anywhere -
Our city is all white, slightly blue.

Or maybe they are cut from chintz
And they quietly descend onto my eyelashes?
They slowly melt like tears on their cheeks...
Where do snowflakes come from? Does anyone know?

For children 6-7 years old

White fluffy snow
Spinning in the air
And the ground is quiet
Falls, lies down.

And in the morning snow
The field turned white
Like a veil
Everything dressed him.

Dark forest - what a hat
Covered up weird
And fell asleep under her
Strong, unstoppable...

God's days are short
The sun shines little
Here come the frosts -
And winter has come.

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The whole earth is covered in snow,
I'm skiing
You're running after me.
Good in the forest in winter:

The sky is bright blue
Spruce, pine trees in frost,
The snow sparkles underfoot.
Hey guys, who's behind us?

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There's a blizzard outside the window,
There is darkness outside the window,
Looking at each other
They sleep in the snow at home.

And the snowflakes are spinning -
They don't care at all! -

With a bare shoulder.

Teddy bear
Sleeping in his corner
And listens with half an ear
Blizzard outside the window.

Old, gray-haired,
With an ice stick
Blizzard hobbles
Baba Yaga.

And the snowflakes are spinning -
They don't care at all! -
In light dresses with lace,
With a bare shoulder.

Thin legs -
Soft boots,
White shoe -
Sounding heel.

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The wind sings a song
On the edge of the forest,
Calls me to dance
In a round dance with friends.

Wind, wind, blow harder
To make dancing more fun
Ice mug -
Little snowflake.

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Morning cat
Brought on his paws
First snow!
First snow!
He has
Taste and smell
First snow!
First snow!
He's spinning
Easy,
New,
Over the guys' heads
He managed
Down scarf
Spread
On the pavement
He turns white
Along the fence
Took a nap on the lantern, -
So, soon
Very soon
The sled will fly
From the hills,
So it will be possible
Again
Build a fortress
In the courtyard!

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Leisurely
I'm walking in the garden
Beneath the inaudible
Snowfall
And I wonder:
Is it the same garden?
I passed
Hour ago?

He was gloomy
Old and cramped
This one is festive
And cheerful
He was black
This one is gray
And younger
For a hundred years!

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Through the trees silvery
The veil was thrown over -
Snow-white, fluffy,
Lace beauty!

And the birch tree itself is sad
I couldn't find out on my own -
So skillfully decorated
Winter tree branches...

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One - hand, two - hand -
We're making a snowman!
Three is four, three is four,
Let's draw the mouth wider!
Five - let's find a carrot for the nose,
Let's find coals for the eyes.
Six - let's put our hat on askew,
Let him laugh with us.
Seven and eight, seven and eight
We'll ask him to dance.
Nine - ten - snowman
Over the head - somersault!!!
What a circus!

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Still smoking and spinning
free river,
But the puddles won't melt
Already for sure. Still in a cheerful panic
Snowflakes don't fly
But the roofs are like gingerbread
They shine under the frost. Still deserted and boring
Indoor skating rinks,
But we are twisted by impatience
“Snow Maiden” proboscis! And skis dream of crosses
And I dream of coolness.
Long live the frosts!
Long live winter!

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There are deep snows all around,
Wherever I look,
A blizzard is sweeping and swirling.
Do you recognize winter? The rivers have fallen asleep under the ice,
Frozen motionless
The snowdrifts are burning like silver.
Do you recognize winter? We rush down the mountain on skis,
The wind is at our back.
There is no more fun time than that!
Do you recognize winter? We will bring thick spruce
For the holiday our beloved,
We'll hang the beads on it.
Do you recognize winter?

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Short poems about winter for memorization

Now I propose to read together the lines I have selected, and then choose with the child the option that he liked best. Maybe it will be a description of nature, or winter activities and fun, or maybe the kid will choose a rhyme about a snowflake. The main thing is, after choosing, talk with him about what is being discussed, sort out incomprehensible words, and only then start memorizing.

Quietly, as if in a dream,
Spun in the air
First snow
And he whispered:
- I haven’t flown for so long!

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Winter-winter rushes in an ice carriage
The wind's wings knock on sleepy houses.
Squares and parks bloom in snowy whiteness.
And the frost erects arches over the forest path.

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In the cold,
In the cold
On a white birch
Suddenly they blossomed
Two white roses.
One -
For the Snow Maiden a rose.
Other -
For Santa Claus.

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Snow outside and cold.
The puddle is filled with strong ice.
Timid from the road
Twigs of the trail
Reaching for houses:
- Can I warm up with you?

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Like light fluffs,
Snowflakes are falling quietly,
They circle and curl as if alive,
Naughty, lacy.
But although the frost is angry,
Walking is pure fun for us.
And the children's faces are burning
And from the snow,
And from laughter.

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On the road in a straight line
It was winter with frosts,
Winter was coming home -
The snow lay pink.
Two snowstorms after winter
That snow was blown, shallowed,
They blew up the snow as they wanted,
And they threw crystals.

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I am Winter. I love frost.
I make people cry.
And I don’t waste them myself.
However, when I leave, I cry.

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Snowy grandfather near the house
Dressed in a snow coat.
He groans all over the area,
He calls his girlfriend.
We began to run at full speed
Sculpt a snow woman.
And she said: - Boredom!
No granddaughter, no grandson!
We blinded and grandchildren -
Little snowmen.

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Come on, buddy, be brave, buddy,
Roll your snowball in the snow.
It will turn into a snowball
And the lump will become a snowman.
His smile is so bright!
Two eyes, a hat, a nose, a broom.
But the sun will be a little hot -
Alas! - and there is no snowman.

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I don't get bored on a winter day:
I quickly put on my skis,
I take two sticks in my hands,
I play tag with the wind!

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The cold has frozen the puddles
And he threatens passers-by: “Hey!
Take care of your ears!
Go home - come on, live!”
Danka laughs in response to her,
Sitting in the hole already:
“Give me some more cold!
I like frosts!”

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Pinched my nose
Full frost!
I rubbed my nose with my palm,
He stomped his foot on the ground.
- Don't pinch me, frost,
I'm already cold!

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The frost is crackling. The rivers froze.
Birch trees by the river are trembling.
It is warm here. In a hot oven
The lights are crackling.
They will burn, and soon, soon
In the cozy warmth of the room
Subtle patterns will melt
On painted glass.

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Oh, under my fur coat, under my shirt
Goosebumps run down your back -
We played catch-up,
They don't feel sorry for me at all!
Wow, now I'm running away
I'll jump down the mountain with the wind!
“It’s hot!” - I sighed.
What about goosebumps?
The wind blew it away!

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Not a leaf, not a blade of grass!
Our garden became quiet.
And birches and aspens
The boring ones stand.
Only one Christmas tree
Cheerful and green.
Apparently she's not afraid of the cold,
Apparently she is brave.

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In small mittens
Palms hidden.
Help with felt boots
Should I put on my boots...
The first snow fell at night.
We got dressed before everyone else.
I'm pushing a sled -
I want to go for a walk.

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If the angry wind swirls,
The puddles glazed over overnight,
And they packed me
In a hundred clumsy clothes,
On the trees, on the eaves
Lace and fringe,
This means - on snowflakes
WINTER has descended upon us.

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Somehow in the thaw, friends
We gathered for the hill.
I noticed in the snow
Ice crust.
What is this strange solid layer?
It's called NAST.

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Without waiting for the warmth
In the middle of a winter day
The flowers have bloomed
On my window.
I approached the flowers
My cheek became wet
Because the windows
I touched lightly.

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He rushed into the forest
First snow.
Asked
But overnight...
Scared
No joke
Began to try on
Bunny fur coat!
Without a needle
Without a tailor
The new fur coat is ready!

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The snowball flies like white fluff,
Welcome winter-winter!
And the snow melts on the palm of your hand,
It's very warm for him there.

Poems about winter by Russian poets and writers

Long poems can also be chosen to memorize for any winter holiday. Just divide the work into quatrains and let several children read the work at once.

Enchantress in Winter
Bewitched, the forest stands,
And under the snow fringe,
motionless, mute,
He shines with a wonderful life.

And he stands, bewitched,
Not dead and not alive -
Enchanted by a magical dream,
All entangled, all shackled
Light chain down...

Is the winter sun shining?
On him your ray with a scythe -
Nothing will tremble in him,
It will all flare up and sparkle
Dazzling beauty. (F. Tyutchev)

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White snow, fluffy,
Spinning in the air
And the ground is quiet
Falls, lies down. And in the morning snow
The field turned white
Like a veil
Everything dressed him. Dark forest with a hat
Covered up weird
And fell asleep under her
Strong, unwavering... The days have become short,
The sun shines little
Here come the frosts -
And winter has come. (I. Surikov)

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The whole earth is covered in snow,
I'm skiing
You're running after me.
Good in the forest in winter:

The sky is bright blue
Spruce, pine trees in frost,
The snow sparkles underfoot.
Hey guys, who's behind us? (A. Vvedensky)

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So recently at our window
The sun was shining every day.
And now the time has come -
There was a blizzard in the field.
She ran away with a ringing song,
She covered everything like a diaper,
Fluffed with snow fluff -
It became empty and deaf everywhere.
The river does not ring with waves
Under icy clothes;
The forest is silent, looks sad,
No fussing birds are heard. (I. Kupala)

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Our windows are brushed white
Santa Claus painted.
He dressed the pole with snow,
The garden was covered in snow.
Shouldn't we get used to the snow?
Should we hide our nose in a fur coat?
As soon as we come out, we shout:
- Hello Dedushka Moroz!
Let's ride and have fun!
Light sleds - take off!
Who will fly like a bird
Who will curl up right in the snow.
The snow is fluffy, softer than cotton wool,
Let's shake ourselves off and run.
We are funny guys
We don't shiver from the cold. (L. Voronkova)

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The wind on the terrace
It's cold in the stroller!

Andreyka is wearing padded jackets,
Sweatshirts, mittens,
Andreike striped scarf
The sisters brought it.

He sits, barely breathing,
In a quilted jacket.
Like at the pole, baby
The sisters equipped it.

Get used to the cold! -
Sveta explains.-
And winter comes to us,
And not just summer. (A. Barto)

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I know what I need to come up with
So that there is no more winter,
So that instead of high snowdrifts
The hills were green all around.

I look into the glass
Green color,
And immediately it’s winter
Turns into summer. (A. Barto)

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Light fluffy,
Snowflake white,
How clean
How brave!

Dear stormy
Easy to carry
Not to the azure heights,
Begs to go to earth.

Wonderful azure
She left
Myself into the unknown
The country has been overthrown.

In the shining rays
Slides skillfully
Among the melting flakes
Preserved white.

Under the blowing wind
Shakes, flutters,
On him, cherishing,
Lightly swinging.

His swing
She's consoled
With his snowstorms
Spinning wildly.

But here it ends
The road is long,
Touches the earth
Crystal star.

Fluffy lies
Snowflake is brave.
How clean
How white! (K. Balmont)

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Mother! look from the window -
You know, yesterday it was not for nothing that there was a cat
Wash your nose:
There is no dirt, the whole yard is covered,
Lightened up, turned white -
Apparently there is frost.

Not prickly, light blue
Frost is hung along the branches -
Just take a look!
Like someone too shabby
Fresh, white, plump cotton wool
I removed all the bushes.

Now there will be no argument:
Over the skids and up the hill
Have fun running!
Really, mom? You won't refuse
And you yourself will probably say:
“Well, hurry up and go for a walk!” (A. Fet)

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Winter sings and echoes,
The shaggy forest lulls
The ringing sound of a pine forest.
All around with deep melancholy
Sailing to a distant land
Gray clouds.

And there's a snowstorm in the yard
Spreads a silk carpet,
But it's painfully cold.
Sparrows are playful,
Like lonely children,
Huddled by the window.

The little birds are cold
Hungry, tired,
And they huddle tighter.
And the blizzard roars madly
Knocks on the hanging shutters
And he gets angrier.

And the tender birds are dozing
Under these snowy whirlwinds
At the frozen window.
And they dream of a beautiful
In the smiles of the sun is clear
Beautiful spring. (S. Yesenin)

Poems about winter by A. S. Pushkin for elementary school children

And let us separately highlight the rhymes of the wonderful A.S. Pushkin. I also like how S. Yesenin wrote about this time of year. How much emotion and beauty are conveyed by ordinary words! Just a miracle!

Through the wavy mists
The moon creeps in
To the sad meadows
She sheds a sad light.
On the winter, boring road
Three greyhounds are running,
Single bell
It rattles tiresomely.
Something sounds familiar
In the coachman's long songs:
That reckless revelry
That's heartbreak...

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Neater than fashionable parquet,
The river shines, covered in ice;
Boys are a joyful people
Skates cut the ice noisily;
The goose is heavy on red legs,
Having decided to sail across the bosom of the waters,
Steps carefully onto the ice.
Slips and falls; funny
The first snow flashes and curls,
Stars falling on the shore.

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The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
Then he will cry like a child,
Then on the dilapidated roof
Suddenly the straw will rustle,
The way a belated traveler
There will be a knock on our window.
Our dilapidated shack
And sad and dark.
What are you doing, my old lady?
Silent at the window?
Or howling storms
You, my friend, are tired,
Or dozing under the buzzing
Your spindle?
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth

The heart will be more cheerful.
Sing me a song like a tit
She lived quietly across the sea;
Sing me a song like a maiden
I went to get water in the morning.
The storm covers the sky with darkness,
Whirling snow whirlwinds;
Then, like a beast, she will howl,
She will cry like a child.
Let's have a drink, good friend
My poor youth
Let's drink from grief; where is the mug?
The heart will be more cheerful.

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Frost and sun; wonderful day!
You are still dozing, dear friend -
It's time, beauty, wake up:
Open your closed eyes
Towards northern Aurora,
Be the star of the north!

Sliding on the morning snow,
Dear friend, let's indulge in running
impatient horse
And we'll visit the empty fields,
The forests, recently so dense,
And the shore, dear to me.

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Here is the wind, driving up the clouds,
He breathed, howled - and here she is
The sorceress winter is coming.
She came and fell apart; shreds
Hanged on the branches of oak trees;
Lay down in wavy carpets
Among the fields, around the hills;
Brega with a still river
She leveled it with a plump veil;
Frost flashed. And we are glad
To the pranks of Mother Winter.

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Winter!.. The peasant, triumphant,
On the firewood he renews the path;
His horse smells the snow,
Trotting along somehow;
Fluffy reins exploding,
The daring carriage flies;
The coachman sits on the beam
In a sheepskin coat and a red sash.
Here is a yard boy running,
Having planted a bug in the sled,
Transforming himself into a horse;
The naughty man has already frozen his finger:
It's both painful and funny to him,
And his mother threatens him through the window...

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Through the wavy mists
The moon creeps in
To the sad meadows
She sheds a sad light.

On the winter, boring road
Three greyhounds are running,
Single bell
It rattles tiresomely.

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Dawn rises in the cold darkness;
In the fields the noise of work fell silent;
With his hungry wolf
A wolf comes out onto the road;
Smelling him, the road horse
Snores - and the traveler is cautious
Rushes up the mountain at full speed;
At dawn the shepherd
He no longer drives the cows out of the barn,
And at midday in a circle
His horn does not call them;
A maiden singing in a hut
Spins, and, friend of winter nights,
A splinter crackles in front of her.

I hope that after reading these wonderful lines, you will be in a great mood and you will definitely want to go outside and enjoy the winter beauty with your own eyes. Also, try to come up with short winter poems yourself or together with your children, because this time of year is not only freezing, but also inspiring, encouraging you to do something new and wonderful. Bye, bye everyone!

Short quatrains about winter. Poems for children on the theme "winter"

Poems about winter for children and adults

Winter morning

First snow

Blue and white

In the cold

Winter handicraft

Birch

Winter colors

Where do they carry snow in cars?

Puppy and snow

Snowball

Hello winter-winter!

Snowflakes

Christmas tree

Snowman

Freezing

What is New Year?

Our Christmas tree

New Years is soon

Old year

Bullfinches

Children's poems about winter. Part 1.

Poems about winter for the little ones (children 1-3 years old)

N. Sakonskaya. Where's my finger?

N. Pikuleva. Felt boots

I. Tokmakova. Bear

O. Vysotskaya. Cold

V. Orlov. Why does a bear sleep in winter?

V. Khorol. Bunny

T. Elchin. Winter song

Z. Alexandrova. Snowball

I. Pivovarova. Hare

O. Vysotskaya. Snow bunny

O. Vysotskaya. Sledging

Z. Alexandrova. In small mittens

V. Lunin. Who gets hot in winter?

V. Orlov. Merry snow

S. Marshak. Snow is pouring and falling in armfuls

O. Vysotskaya. Winter has come

I. S. Nikitin. Fragment

V. Berestov. Snowfall

M. Sadovsky. Winter coat

Winter has come (folk song)

Like in the snow (folk song - nursery rhyme)

Felt boots. Folk nursery rhyme.

Our Masha (folk nursery rhyme)

Zimushka (folk cry)

Poems about winter for children 4 years and older

G. Lagzdyn. Freezing

V. Berestov. Black ice

V. Stepanov. Stars are snowflakes

A. Fet “Mom, look from the window”

I. Surikov. Winter (fragment)

M. Lukashkina. First Snow Festival

A. Barto. Not alone

Ya. Akim. First snow

S. Kozlov. Winter

Short poems about winter for memorization

Poems about winter by Russian poets and writers

Poems about winter by A. S. Pushkin for elementary school children

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