Winter began to dance its round dance above the earth again. May health, joy, strength Winter sport will bring it to us. We will all say: “No!” - colds, We don’t care about frosts. We will be friends with skates, with a stick, a puck and a ball.
In a white fur coat, the slide is waiting for you to visit. Take the sled and quickly rush along it with the breeze.
The guys rush down the hill, sweeping away the snow with ice, enjoying the ride and praising the winter. And on the hill, on the mountain. Ice for the kids' joy. And the sleds, skis and colorful ice floats, fly with a whistle.
I'm skating, my ears are warmed up! Mittens on hands, hat on top of head! One, two - I almost slipped, One, two - I almost tumbled. The shine of the ice saucer will become a joy for everyone. And putting on their skates, they cut all the circles.
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 breeze. I'm skiing down the hill, screaming for joy. It shook on the hill, and I’m flying, flying.
The snow is sparkling, the snow is spinning, Suddenly I’m just dreaming about it. What suddenly happened to me? It’s like I’m a hero, I’m defending my snowy fortress in an evil battle! I reflect all blows, I throw snowballs at everyone!
Winter has come to us, bringing the cold with it, the laughter of children can be heard, and winter has a lot of games.
The snow is falling quietly, then winter has come, my friend! We play, have fun, and are not afraid of frost!
Once, I made a lump, round and strong. Two, I threw a snowball and hit Svetka! I’m running like from fire: Svetka is aiming at me! It's fun to play in the snow these winter days! Winter battle for everyone; Two teams, snow and laughter. And snowballs are flying around. We are all winners.
There is a cry on the ice platform, a student is rushing to the gate. Everyone shouts: “Puck! Hockey stick! Hit! Fun game hockey!
Sanka - sled, Lisa - skis, Kolka - stick and skates. Blessed days have arrived for the children. There is snow in the forest and on the alleys, And the river is covered with ice. Dress warmly and run outside!
Guess the riddles about winter activities. Hit boldly with this stick, so that the blow is like from a cannon, This is a stick for hockey And it’s called…. . Who rushes quickly through the snow and isn't afraid of falling through? STICK SKIER I rush forward like a bullet, Only the ice creaks, And the lights flash. Who's carrying me? . . SKATES
I lived in the middle of the yard, Where the children played, But from the sun's rays I turned into a stream. There is such a flower. You can’t weave it into a wreath. Blow lightly on it: There was a flower and there is no flower. SNOWMAN SNOWFLAKE By a string - a bridle, I lead a horse through the yard. I fly down the hill on it, and drag it back. SLED
We stayed all summer, we waited for winter. We waited for the time and rushed down the mountain. I can’t feel my legs with joy, I’m flying down the snowy hill! Sports have become dearer and closer to me. Who helped me with this? . . . SKIING We made a snowball, put a hat on it, attached a nose, and in an instant it turned out... SNOWMAN SLEDGE
I come with gifts, Shine with bright lights, Elegant, funny, On New Year I'm in charge. TREE Roll through the snow - I’ll grow up, Warm me up on the fire - I’ll disappear. SNOWBALL White carrots grew all winter. The sun warmed up and ate the carrots. ICICLE
Here it is our Christmas tree In the brilliance of wonderful lights! She seems more beautiful than everyone else, green and lush! A fairy tale hides in the greenery: White swan swims, the bunny slides on a sled, the squirrel gnaws nuts. Here it is our Christmas tree In the brilliance of radiant lights! We all dance with joy on New Year's Day under it!
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Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva (1878-1964) - Russian and Soviet poetess and writer. Author of the lyrics of the song “A Christmas tree was born in the forest.”
Little is known about the life of Raisa Kudasheva. She graduated from the M. B. Pussel Women's Gymnasium. She served as a governess for Prince Kudashev and later married him. According to her relatives, she had a gift for teaching. She worked as a teacher, and in Soviet time for several decades as a librarian.
Since childhood I wrote poetry. The first essay appeared in print in 1896 (the poem “To a Stream” in the magazine “Malyutka”). Since then, Kudasheva’s poems and children’s fairy tales began to appear on the pages of many children’s magazines, such as “Malyutka”, “Firefly”, “Snowdrop”, “Solnyshko” under the pseudonyms “A. E", "A. Er", "R. TO.". “I didn’t want to be famous, but I couldn’t help but write,” she later said.
In 1899, Kudasheva’s story “Leri” was published in the magazine “Russian Thought”, which remained her only work for adults. The story tells about the adolescence and youth of a girl from a noble family, her first great love for a brilliant officer.
In December 1903 in New Year's issue The magazine “Malyutka” published the poem “Yolka”, signed with the pseudonym “A. E." The poem, set to music two years later by Leonid Bekman, gained nationwide fame, but the name of its true author remained unknown for a long time. Raisa Adamovna did not know that “Yolochka” became a song. Only in 1921, completely by accident, when she was traveling on a train, did she hear a girl singing her “Yolochka”. The poem was republished again just before the start of the war in 1941 in the collection “Yolka” (M.-L.: Detizdat, 1941). The compiler of the collection, Esther Emden, specifically sought out the author of the poem and indicated Kudasheva’s surname in the text.
There is a legend that Kudasheva’s authorship was revealed upon joining the USSR Writers’ Union. According to one version, one day an elderly woman knocked on Maxim Gorky’s office and said that she would like to join his organization. When Gorky asked what she had written, the woman replied: “Only thin children’s books.”
To this Gorky replied that his organization only accepts serious authors who have written novels and stories. “No, no,” the woman answered and walked towards the exit, and then turned around and asked: “Have you heard at least one of my poems?” and read the famous lines to Gorky: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest, it grew in the forest, it was slender and green in winter and summer.”
Having heard these lines, Gorky immediately accepted Kudasheva into the Writers' Union. According to another version, this story happened to Alexander Fadeev. Fadeev asked: “So you wrote this?” And he began to remember where it was published and how he read these poems for the first time and cried, as all children cry when they reach the last lines of a poem. He summoned his employees and ordered that the author be immediately registered with the Writers' Union and provide her with all possible assistance.
In total, Raisa Kudasheva published about 200 songs and stories, fairy tales and books of poetry: “Sled-scooters”, “Stepka-Rashkatka”, “Cockerel in Trouble”, “Grandma-Fun and the Dog Boom”... Since 1948, after a many-year break, they began to publish again collections of her works: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest...”, “Christmas tree”, “Lesovichki”, “Cockerel” and others.
Fame and recognition came to the writer only in the late 1950s, when she was already in her seventh decade.
WINTER SONG
Winter has come
silver,
Covered with white snow
the field is clean.
Daytime skating with children
everything is rolling
At night in the snowy lights
crumbles...
Writes a pattern in the windows
ice-pin
And knocking on our yard
with a fresh Christmas tree.
Kustodiev B M Winter. 1916
NEW YEAR TREE
Shaggy branches bend
Down to the children's heads;
Rich beads shine
Overflow of lights;
Ball hides behind ball,
And star after star,
Light threads are rolling,
Like golden rain...
Play, have fun
The children have gathered here
And to you, beautiful spruce,
They sing their song.
Everything is ringing and growing
Goloskov children's choir,
And, sparkling, it sways
The Christmas tree is a magnificent decoration.
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest
Slim in winter and summer,
it was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
"Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!"
Frost covered with snow:
"Make sure you don't freeze!"
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
The nuts in them glitter gilded...
Who is not welcome here, green spruce?..
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner.
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood,
There's an old man on the wood.
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here you are, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday.
And lots and lots of joy
I brought it for the kids.
Sing more cheerfully and friendly, children!
The tree will soon bow its branches.
Choose what you like...
Oh, thank you, beautiful spruce!..
THE GOOSE IS MISSING
Geese walk in the morning
Across the wide yard
They worry, they scream,
The goslings won't count...
"Ga-ha-ga! Go-go-go-go!
There is no gosling alone..."
- “Didn’t he run into the woods?” -
The cockerel tells them.
- “No; wasn’t it carried away by a kite?” -
Duck argues - flat nose.
And the turkey: “You idiots!
Look near the water."
The white geese have converged
We trudged along the road.
The black raven has arrived
He sat higher up on the fence:
"Karry-karr! I saw it myself,
The wolf ran like a gosling."
How can we help the trouble now?
Geese with grief - march to the water
And they set off on the waves...
Lo and behold, the gosling is there too!
The geese began to cackle at once:
"How dare you leave us?"
And the gosling: “Ho-ho-ho!
Water is my favorite"
A Christmas tree was born in the forest (song version)
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest.
Slim in winter and summer,
It was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
“Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!”
Frost covered with snow:
“Make sure you don’t freeze!”
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood
A man on the wood
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here she is, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday,
And much, much joy
I brought it for the kids.
Words by Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva,
music by Leonid Karlovich Bekman.
TROUBLE COCK
By the river above the water
The tower was built
There with my sister hen
There lived a brother cockerel.
Winter is already turning silver,
There was ice on the river.
“What a nice ride,”
Thought the Cockerel.
Sister forbade
Ride the Cockerel
And she didn’t even let me in
Walk along the shore.
I watched him closely,
Scarecrow Cockerel:
"You'll slip down the hill there,
And the river is deep."
Sister on her birthday
I was expecting guests,
And she had to prepare a lot of treats.
She's standing by the stove
And fries pies
And the brother rushed to the river,
Grabbing your skates.
He barely rolled
And he sang: “Crow!”, Yu
How the ice suddenly broke...
Oh, woe to the Cockerel!
Can't move
Like a key, it goes to the bottom.
-Oh oh! Save me, sister!
Oh, little chicken, I'm drowning!
My sister runs to the cry,
And the guests follow her:
Magpie, Goose, Tit,
Bullfinch and Sparrow.
They have a lot of difficulty
the prankster was saved
Covered with a blanket
And they took us on a sled.
I came to see the patient
Scientist Doctor Goose.
"There is no great harm here,
I undertake to cure."
Let him drink aspirin
Twelve powders
Wash it down with tea and raspberries
And he will be healthy."
(Variations of the last quatrain, considered lost)
The guests sat down at the table
They were served a pie...
He looked at them with sadness
Poor cockerel.
The guests sat down at the table
They were served pie
The patient lies in bed
Poor cockerel.
Autumn days have come;
The kids have grown up this summer...
It's enough to play around at home,
Time to go to school!
Bags, books - right there!
The children are crying and not going:
“What we knew, we forgot everything
And they didn’t repeat the poems!
The lesson drags on for a long time
And the teacher is very strict!..”
The day has passed... They are running in a crowd
Our schoolchildren are home.
Everyone is happy, cheerful:
- Oh, how nicely we learned!
- I read two fairy tales!..
- I counted all the fingers!..
- I wrote everything in a notebook!
- I copied a horse!..
- Tomorrow we will go again,
How not to oversleep!
At Grandma's Zabavushka
The dog Boom lived
One day boomu grandma
I baked some cakes.
- Here, Boom, take the plate,
Let's go with you to the buffet...
They look, and the mice have eaten everything,
There are no more cakes.
1906
Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva (1878-1964) - Russian and Soviet poetess and writer. Author of the lyrics of the song “A Christmas tree was born in the forest.”
Little is known about the life of Raisa Kudasheva. She graduated from the M. B. Pussel Women's Gymnasium. She served as a governess for Prince Kudashev and later married him. According to her relatives, she had a gift for teaching. She worked as a teacher, and in Soviet times as a librarian for several decades.
Since childhood I wrote poetry. The first essay appeared in print in 1896 (the poem “To a Stream” in the magazine “Malyutka”). Since then, Kudasheva’s poems and children’s fairy tales began to appear on the pages of many children’s magazines, such as “Malyutka”, “Firefly”, “Snowdrop”, “Solnyshko” under the pseudonyms “A. E", "A. Er", "R. TO.". “I didn’t want to be famous, but I couldn’t help but write,” she later said.
In 1899, Kudasheva’s story “Leri” was published in the magazine “Russian Thought”, which remained her only work for adults. The story tells about the adolescence and youth of a girl from a noble family, her first great love for a brilliant officer.
In December 1903, in the New Year's issue of the magazine "Malyutka" the poem "Yolka" was published, signed with the pseudonym "A. E." The poem, set to music two years later by Leonid Bekman, gained nationwide fame, but the name of its true author remained unknown for a long time. Raisa Adamovna did not know that “Yolochka” became a song. Only in 1921, completely by accident, when she was traveling on a train, did she hear a girl singing her “Yolochka”. The poem was republished again just before the start of the war in 1941 in the collection “Yolka” (M.-L.: Detizdat, 1941). The compiler of the collection, Esther Emden, specifically sought out the author of the poem and indicated Kudasheva’s surname in the text.
There is a legend that Kudasheva’s authorship was revealed upon joining the USSR Writers’ Union. According to one version, one day an elderly woman knocked on Maxim Gorky’s office and said that she would like to join his organization. When Gorky asked what she had written, the woman replied: “Only thin children’s books.”
To this Gorky replied that his organization only accepts serious authors who have written novels and stories. “No, no,” the woman answered and walked towards the exit, and then turned around and asked: “Have you heard at least one of my poems?” and read the famous lines to Gorky: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest, it grew in the forest, it was slender and green in winter and summer.”
Having heard these lines, Gorky immediately accepted Kudasheva into the Writers' Union. According to another version, this story happened to Alexander Fadeev. Fadeev asked: “So you wrote this?” And he began to remember where it was published and how he read these poems for the first time and cried, as all children cry when they reach the last lines of a poem. He summoned his employees and ordered that the author be immediately registered with the Writers' Union and provide her with all possible assistance.
In total, Raisa Kudasheva published about 200 songs and stories, fairy tales and books of poetry: “Sled-scooters”, “Stepka-Rashkatka”, “Cockerel in Trouble”, “Grandma-Fun and the Dog Boom”... Since 1948, after a many-year break, they began to publish again collections of her works: “A Christmas tree was born in the forest...”, “Christmas tree”, “Lesovichki”, “Cockerel” and others.
Fame and recognition came to the writer only in the late 1950s, when she was already in her seventh decade.
WINTER SONG
Winter has come
silver,
Covered with white snow
the field is clean.
Daytime skating with children
everything is rolling
At night in the snowy lights
crumbles...
Writes a pattern in the windows
ice-pin
And knocking on our yard
with a fresh Christmas tree.
Kustodiev B M Winter. 1916
NEW YEAR TREE
Shaggy branches bend
Down to the children's heads;
Rich beads shine
Overflow of lights;
Ball hides behind ball,
And star after star,
Light threads are rolling,
Like golden rain...
Play, have fun
The children have gathered here
And to you, beautiful spruce,
They sing their song.
Everything is ringing and growing
Goloskov children's choir,
And, sparkling, it sways
The Christmas tree is a magnificent decoration.
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest
Slim in winter and summer,
it was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
"Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!"
Frost covered with snow:
"Make sure you don't freeze!"
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
The nuts in them glitter gilded...
Who is not welcome here, green spruce?..
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner.
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood,
There's an old man on the wood.
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here you are, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday.
And lots and lots of joy
I brought it for the kids.
Sing more cheerfully and friendly, children!
The tree will soon bow its branches.
Choose what you like...
Oh, thank you, beautiful spruce!..
THE GOOSE IS MISSING
Geese walk in the morning
Across the wide yard
They worry, they scream,
The goslings won't count...
"Ga-ha-ga! Go-go-go-go!
There is no gosling alone..."
- “Didn’t he run into the woods?” -
The cockerel tells them.
- “No; wasn’t it carried away by a kite?” -
Duck argues - flat nose.
And the turkey: “You idiots!
Look near the water."
The white geese have converged
We trudged along the road.
The black raven has arrived
He sat higher up on the fence:
"Karry-karr! I saw it myself,
The wolf ran like a gosling."
How can we help the trouble now?
Geese with grief - march to the water
And they set off on the waves...
Lo and behold, the gosling is there too!
The geese began to cackle at once:
"How dare you leave us?"
And the gosling: “Ho-ho-ho!
Water is my favorite"
A Christmas tree was born in the forest (song version)
The Forest Raised a Christmas Tree,
She grew up in the forest.
Slim in winter and summer,
It was green.
The snowstorm sang a song to her:
“Sleep, Christmas tree, bye-bye!”
Frost covered with snow:
“Make sure you don’t freeze!”
Cowardly bunny gray
Jumped under the Christmas tree.
Sometimes a wolf, an angry wolf,
I ran at a trot.
Chu! Snow in the dense forest
It creaks under the runner
Hairy horse
He's in a hurry, running.
The horse is carrying wood
A man on the wood
He cut down our Christmas tree
Right down to the spine.
And here she is, dressed up,
She came to us for the holiday,
And much, much joy
I brought it for the kids.
Words by Raisa Adamovna Kudasheva,
music by Leonid Karlovich Bekman.
TROUBLE COCK
By the river above the water
The tower was built
There with my sister hen
There lived a brother cockerel.
Winter is already turning silver,
There was ice on the river.
“What a nice ride,”
Thought the Cockerel.
Sister forbade
Ride the Cockerel
And she didn’t even let me in
Walk along the shore.
I watched him closely,
Scarecrow Cockerel:
"You'll slip down the hill there,
And the river is deep."
Sister on her birthday
I was expecting guests,
And she had to prepare a lot of treats.
She's standing by the stove
And fries pies
And the brother rushed to the river,
Grabbing your skates.
He barely rolled
And he sang: “Crow!”, Yu
How the ice suddenly broke...
Oh, woe to the Cockerel!
Can't move
Like a key, it goes to the bottom.
-Oh oh! Save me, sister!
Oh, little chicken, I'm drowning!
My sister runs to the cry,
And the guests follow her:
Magpie, Goose, Tit,
Bullfinch and Sparrow.
They have a lot of difficulty
the prankster was saved
Covered with a blanket
And they took us on a sled.
I came to see the patient
Scientist Doctor Goose.
"There is no great harm here,
I undertake to cure."
Let him drink aspirin
Twelve powders
Wash it down with tea and raspberries
And he will be healthy."
(Variations of the last quatrain, considered lost)
The guests sat down at the table
They were served a pie...
He looked at them with sadness
Poor cockerel.
The guests sat down at the table
They were served pie
The patient lies in bed
Poor cockerel.
Autumn days have come;
The kids have grown up this summer...
It's enough to play around at home,
Time to go to school!
Bags, books - right there!
The children are crying and not going:
“What we knew, we forgot everything
And they didn’t repeat the poems!
The lesson drags on for a long time
And the teacher is very strict!..”
The day has passed... They are running in a crowd
Our schoolchildren are home.
Everyone is happy, cheerful:
- Oh, how nicely we learned!
- I read two fairy tales!..
- I counted all the fingers!..
- I wrote everything in a notebook!
- I copied a horse!..
- Tomorrow we will go again,
How not to oversleep!
At Grandma's Zabavushka
The dog Boom lived
One day boomu grandma
I baked some cakes.
- Here, Boom, take the plate,
Let's go with you to the buffet...
They look, and the mice have eaten everything,
There are no more cakes.
1906