Once upon a time there was a small fox. His name was Nick. It was the first of September. It was his first day at forest school. His mother gave him a cake and some sweets to eat it with new friends at school. When Nick came to school he saw that there were many small forest animals. All of them were talking, laughing and eating sweets. "So many animals and so little sweet" thought Nick. " I don't need friends. I will eat it myself" he said and hid behind a busch and ate everything. After school he went home alone. He was happy. He didn't notice a hole and fell down. The hole was very deep. He couldn't get out of it. He started crying. Suddenly he heard somebody talking. There were some pupils from school. They saw Nick and helped him. He was very glad. "now I see, why we need a friend' he thought " We need a friend not only in joy but in sorrow"
Джонатан Свифт, известный английский писатель и автор "Путешествия Гулливера", не был столь щедрым. Он редко давал что-то слугам, которые присылали ему подарки. Но однажды он получил урок от мальчика, который очень часто приносил ему зайцев, куропаток и другую дичь. Однажды мальчик пришел с тяжелой корзиной, наполненной рыбой, фруктами и дичью. Он постучал в дверь, и Свифт случайно открыл, "Вот," сказал мальчик хрипло, "мой мастер прислал вам корзину с вещами". Свифт, недовольный манерами мальчика, сказал ему: "иди сюда, приятель, и я научу тебя как немножко вежливее доставлять посылки. Подойди, представь себя Свифтом, а я буду мальчиком." Затем он вежливо снимает свою шляпу и обращается к мальчику: "Сэр, мой мастер прислал вам небольшой подарок, и умоляет вас сделать ему честь, приняв его." "Ах, очень хорошо, мой мальчик" , ответил мальчик, "передай своему мастеру, что я очень обязан ему, и вот полкороны для тебя" Свифт засмеялся от души и дал мальчику корону за его остроумие.
Ну и елка, просто диво, Как нарядна, как красива. Ветви слабо шелестят, Бусы яркие блестят И качаются игрушки - Флаги, звездочки, хлопушки. Вот огни зажглись на ней, Сколько крошечных огней! И, верхушку украшая, Там сияет, как всегда, Очень яркая, большая, Пятикрылая звезда. (Е.Благинина)
Д Е К А Б Р Ь
В декабре, в декабре Все деревья в серебре.
Нашу речку, словно в сказке, За ночь вымостил мороз, Обновил коньки, салазки, Елку из лесу привез. Елка плакала сначала От домашнего тепла. Утром плакать перестала, Задышала, ожила. Чуть дрожат ее иголки, На ветвях огни зажглись. Как по лесенке, по елке Огоньки взбигают ввысь. Блещут золотом хлопушки. Серебром звезду зажег Добежавший до макушки Самый смелый огонек.
Год как день вчерашний. Над Москвою в этот час Бьют часы Кремлевской башни Свой салют - двенадцать раз. (С. Маршак)
Children's poems about New Year
TREE
Well, the Christmas tree, just a miracle, How Smart is beautiful. Branches little rustle, Beads bright shine And swing toys - Flags, stars, firecrackers. Here the lights lit up on it, How tiny lights! And the top of the decorating, It shines, as always, Very bright, large, Pyatikrylaya star. (E.Blaginina)
DECEMBER
In December, in December All the trees in silver.
Our river, as if in a fairy tale, Per night paved frost Updated skates, sled, Christmas tree out of the forest brought. Christmas tree crying first From home heat. In the morning crying stopped, I am breathing, alive. A little shake of her needles, On the branches of the lights lit up. As the ladder, on the Christmas tree Vzbigayut lights up. Shine gold firecrackers. Silver star lit Running to the top Most bold light.
A year has passed, as yesterday. Over Moscow in this hour Kremlin tower clock strikes His salute - twelve times. (S. Marshak)
Once upon a time there was a small fox. His name was Nick. It was the first of September. It was his first day at forest school. His mother gave him a cake and some sweets to eat it with new friends at school. When Nick came to school he saw that there were many small forest animals. All of them were talking, laughing and eating sweets. "So many animals and so little sweet" thought Nick. " I don't need friends. I will eat it myself" he said and hid behind a busch and ate everything. After school he went home alone. He was happy. He didn't notice a hole and fell down. The hole was very deep. He couldn't get out of it. He started crying. Suddenly he heard somebody talking. There were some pupils from school. They saw Nick and helped him. He was very glad. "now I see, why we need a friend' he thought " We need a friend not only in joy but in sorrow"