The gift must be beautiful
And bring joy to mothers.
We consulted at our leisure,
We give you the boogie-woogie dance.
Introduction to the Waltz dance
We know a lot of dances
We can show you any.
Well, now we offer you
Our favorite waltz is our graduation.
Introduction to a couple's dance
We are naughty guys
We live together in the kindergarten.
We're talking about grandma and mom
We sing different songs.
And now it's time to dance,
Show pair dance.
Introduction to the dance “We are little children”
We'll go to school soon,
Today is graduation.
We say goodbye today
Kindergarten, with you.
We are now students
And we are proud of it.
Watch our dance
"We are little children."
Eyeliner for the dance “Droplets”
Autumn is outside the window again,
There's a celebration in the hall again.
We were preparing for it
And the guests were invited.
It's raining outside,
But it doesn’t let us get bored.
Dance "Kapelek" now
The girls will perform for you.
Introduction to the Waltz dance
We grew up big
We're leaving for first grade.
Farewell today
Let's dance the waltz for you.
Yes, the waltz is a little sad,
But he's graduating.
Say goodbye today
We, kindergarten, are with you.
Lead-up to dancing with moms
Well, dear parents.
Are you ready to support the children?
Come out to us soon,
Dance with your children.
Lead to the song
Yes, we honestly admit
That we love our mothers very much.
And in honor of the holiday today
We give you a song.
Dance tip for mom
We won’t buy a gift for mom -
Let's cook it ourselves, with children's hands.
You can embroider her a scarf, you can grow a flower.
You can draw a house, but you can dance.
Eyeliner for any dance
Our kindergarten has talents:
Singers, dancers, musicians.
And how everyone dances here,
We'll show you right now.
Leading up to the kids' dance
It's time to dance,
Look at us.
Even though we are kids,
But we dance from the heart.
Introduction to modern dance
We not only learned
Sing songs, read poems,
We can give you a new dance,
Modern show!
Lead to the song
We're not upset at all
We smile at each other.
And in a good mood
We are engaged in singing.
Leading up to a fun dance
Girls, you are so beautiful
The white light in this hall was eclipsed,
Let's open the ball today
Happy dance, do you agree or not?
Introduction to the dance “Cossack polka with tambourines”
We'll only hear music
Nothing can stop us.
Cossack polka with tambourines
Let's dance together.
We want to surprise everyone
And give your dance.
Conclusion to the song about teachers
You were our second mother,
How will we be at school without you?
Thank you very much from us!
We'll sing you a song now!
Conclusion to the song for graduation from parents
Our parents were sad about something,
The hour of parting has come!
A word to your parents, come out boldly
To the festive joyful hall!
Introduction to the dance "Tango"
We wish mothers and grandmothers
Love us very much,
And we want them on this holiday
Give the Tango dance.
"HELLO SUMMER!!!"
Sounds incendiary music ( latina ) , voice behind the scene.
WE MEET THE EXEMPLARY CHILDREN'S TEAM "DANCE AND SPORTS CLUB "RADUGA"
JUNIOR COMPOSITION, MIDDLE COMPOSITION, SENIOR COMPOSITION - PRIZES AND WINNERS OF CITY, REGIONAL, RUSSIAN, INTERREGIONAL, INTERNATIONAL COMPETITIONS AND TOURNAMENTS IN GENERAL AND INDIVIDUAL.
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HEAD: COACH, ADDITIONAL EDUCATION TEACHER OF THE HIGH QUALIFICATION CATEGORY, JUDGE OF THE DANCE SPORTS FEDERATION OF THE ORENBURG REGION 3rd CATEGORY, WINNER OF THE PROFESSIONAL EXCELLENCE COMPETITION OF ADDITIONAL EDUCATION TEACHERS EDUCATIONAL EMAILS "I GIVE MY HEART TO CHILDREN - 2015" FOR THE GOVERNOR'S PRIZE OF THE ORENBURG REGION.
Procession ( parade ) V in pairs senior composition , ensemble Latins girls And procession average composition from hall ( entrance door ) on stage And leaving behind backstage . From side doors under stage comes out Jr compound , rises on stage And leaves behind backstage . Rising on stage luminaries , founders , Graduates « Rainbows » from hall on stage , do bow And leaving behind stage .
1 presenter: Good evening, Dear friends and dear guests!
2 presenter: Hello! We are glad to welcome you to this hall for the summer holiday! AS YOU HAVE ALREADY GUESSED, THE RAINBOW DANCE AND SPORTS CLUB invites us to celebrate a sunny, hot, sultry, bright, cheerful, vacation summer.
1 presenter: What could be more beautiful than a rainbow? The colors of the rainbow are like the colors of our lives. The rainbow is a bridge between heaven and earth, between continents, hearts and souls of people. Let's meet and make friends on this beautiful bridge, let's communicate, relax and dance.
2 presenter: AND WE DRAW A BEAUTIFUL LIFE OURSELVES!
Average composition.
"BEAUTIFUL LIFE" (Samba)
1 presenter: Why are children waiting for summer?
2 presenter: Summer is a time for relaxation, ka-ni-ku-ly!!! During the holidays you can do whatever you want. You can do what you love......
1 presenter: ...... like dancing. Arseny Permyakov and Olga Omarova will be happy to show us their new dance"Doll". Let's greet the young artists with thunderous applause.
Doll. Arseny Permyakov and Olga Omarova.
Mix (waltz, jive)
the light turns off, a beam is pointed at the doll, and as the dance progresses, the light turns on.
1 presenter:
I am always delighted by the riotous colors of summer, it’s just a carnival of colors...
2 presenter:
Carnival?! You remembered this aptly. After all, carnival is, first of all, fiery dances, colorful outfits and cheerful mood, beautiful girls...on stage are the debutants, the girl group of the Rainbow ensemble. Latin mix. Meet...
Latin mix (cha-cha-cha, samba)
1 presenter comes out with a small couple.
I want to introduce you to the beginning dancers Kira Blyskosh and Savely Rybalko, these are our stars who are just beginning to shine, the guys are on stage for the first time, they are very excited, this is their first dance. Let's support the young dancers with applause.
Saveliy Rybalko and Blyskosh Kira (waltz)
Like a living rainbow
IN bright colors blossomed
Fire, vortex
Samba, jav and cha-cha-cha
Junior staff. Mix. (jive, samba, cha-cha-cha)
1 presenter: It's getting hot!!! Tell me, do you like to dance?
2 presenter: I enjoy doing this at evenings, discos and even at home. And when good mood..., I dance the cha-cha-cha. With the onset of summer, I will always be in a good mood.
1 presenter:
Fire warms, earth burns,
This is at night with you we dance cha-cha-cha
The rains fall asleep, the seas come to life,
Today you and I will dance the cha-cha-cha.
Senior members of the ensemble "Rainbow" (cha-cha-cha).
Passionate and heartbroken
Love doesn't save, it's forgotten
Somewhere inside, at the edge of consciousness
There is the joy of meeting and the pain of parting
We can't give up happiness now
We are in captivity of tango, we are in power of tango.
Danil Ryapolov and Ekaterina Erokhina.
(Argentine tango).
1 presenter: Summer literally puts everyone in a romantic mood. It seems to me that the most romantic dance is the waltz.
2 presenter: Yes, I absolutely agree.This is how I remember the lines from the poem:
The sounds of the waltz quietly touched the soul,
imperceptibly penetrated into the depths of all hearts,
hurry up to invite your lady to dance,
let your hearts spin in an enchanted rhythm
Average composition.
(Waltz).
1 presenter:
Summer is the time of awakening vital energy. I want to move, create, live...
2 presenter:
And of course, all this can be expressed in dance.
Elistratov Nikita and Radjabova Angela (Cha-cha-cha)
non-stop
Senior cast (Jive)
“Ah-well, come on!”
1 presenter: This is what I decided, as soon as the concert is over, I’ll go and sign up for the “Rainbow” dance and sports club, I also want to learn to dance like that. I especially like the paso doble dance. There is so much expression, passion, fire in him.
2 presenter: Why sign up, I could at least now portray both passion and expression to you.
1 presenter: Do you know what happened to our mutual friend when they turned on music for him?
Video clip from the film “Real Boys”. Paso Doble.
2 presenter: Yes, I agree, we need to study. We meet candidates for master of sports in sports ballroom dancing Danil Ryapolova and Ekaterina Erokhin.
Danil Ryapolov and Ekaterina Erokhina. Paso Doble.
Dance is live music,
And it’s not for nothing that people say:
The dancer is the embodiment of paradise,
In dance, peace and harmony reign.
ARINA MAVRODY. BALLERINA.
(CLASSICS, WALTZ)
Nikita Eisstratov - Angela Radjabova
Vladislav Fursov - ...................................
Andrey Donkovtsev - Tatiana Savlyukova
(Samba)
NON-STOP.
Graduates of the dance and sports club "Rainbow" jive "I'm staying to live"
Stas Danilevsky,
Rinat Gadylshin,
...........................Hare,
Olga Alexandrova
NON-STOP
Anderey Donkovtsev and Tatyana Savlyukova.
(Jive or cha-cha-cha.)
2 presenter: The main, most passionate color of the rainbow is red. The color of fire, passion, love.
1 presenter:
A stray wave is heading towards the coast,
He and she dance the rumba.
The breeze caresses their delicate skin,
He is free to fulfill any whim.
2 presenter:
No words are needed, the look is expressive,
Feelings say a lot in the soul.
Rumba - melody, passion in unison,
Fire dance, for those who are in love.
Danil Ryapolov and Ekaterina Erokhina
(rumba)
non-stop
Senior staff
(tango)
1 presenter: Find time for yourself. Dance. This is so enlivening, inspiring and exciting!
2 presenter: They say life is not the number of breaths you take; these are the moments that take your breath away. When you dance, you live!
Nikita Tarenkov and Alexandra Momotova
(cha-cha-cha)
1 presenter: People have been dancing for tens of thousands of years because their soul asked them to “dance.”
2 presenter: The soul of the person who is about to go on stage cannot live without dance.
He infects with his energy, optimism, and creativity. For many years now, people who are partial to this type of art, children and their parents, our dear guests who came to today’s concert have been drawn to him. As soon as the melodies start playing in the large parquet hall, your mood rises and you want to dance.
I would give you a shower of stars,
But how? I can't fly.
I would give you a sunset,
But it will also fade later.
I would give you the warmth of the sun,
But I have no power over the universe.
I'll give you your heart,
So that everyone is happy.
1 presenter: Meet!!! Anvar Aldamzharov!!!
Anvar Aldamzharov and everything, everything, everything..... (mix, jive)
1 presenter:
Plasticity, grace, dexterity
Instantly they turn into a feeling.
And without a single word
They proclaim a miracle.
2 presenter:
Paul's deceptive gloss...
Couples in finery flock together.
Dance! Divine dance!
The highest art in the world!
General waltz. The final.
Poems about ballroom dancing
Elena Ivanovna Martynyuk
We'll open the ball with a polonaise.
Here Tchaikovsky began to sound.
And the cadets in a clear formation
This ball is starting.
---
This dance is familiar to everyone,
He learns easily.
I want to invite you
On a leisurely fall.
---
It's good that in this room
We met each other.
Smiles like the sun
A lovely waltz “Getting Acquainted” for us.
---
Work hard, gentlemen,
Invite the ladies to dance.
It's time for everyone to stand up, three at a time.
Polka-three and hurray!
---
Strict medieval style,
Forever young, forever new.
Plus romance, and there you go.
We announce the gavotte waltz!
---
That's what makes Russian lyrical good,
It’s like you’re singing a song to it.
Against each other - and a low bow.
He is nationally great.
---
"Tender Touch"
Like a breath of wind.
Let's dance, let's play,
Let's dream about partners.
---
Greece is calling us all
Get into a wide round dance.
We all need to know the drawing,
To make it work together.
---
This is perpetual motion -
Spanish waltz, spinning waltz.
One, two, three - fluttering of dresses.
Stop - and a new hug.
---
He will exclaim joyfully
Who is waiting for the name “Foxtrot”.
Two slow, two fast
Step. And dance, Moscow!
---
Fascinating story
Our big figure waltz.
He is complex and beautiful,
Dazzling, happy!
---
One, and two, and three, four.
Ira and I walk in a circle.
And then we go back,
And we clap our hands loudly.
Dozado and turn.
The square dance invites everyone to come along.
---
Take a break for a minute
With this nice Polish joke.
Simple claps
And jumping is as easy as feathers.
---
He is both low and high -
This "Secular Brook".
We'll hardly get by
Without him at our ball!
---
Beloved, frisky, ideal,
There is a whirlwind and spurs, a key, a fireworks!
Dancers, what's his name?
There is only one answer: “Hungarian ballroom!”
---
Familiar rhythm bars,
Excited heartbeat.
Tango dance melody.
Be brave! Your hand, friend!
Vintage ballroom dancing
Elena Kornienko 3
Oh, how weak we are in our knowledge!
Here's the theme: dancing. How many are there?
Manners, and styles, and names,
Understandable, strange and alien.
A chord, another chord. Fanfare!
And there is still interest:
How proudly the couples perform!
The ball opens with Polonaise!
KURANTA - dance of dialogue.
A gentleman approaches the lady,
He is refused, and untouchable
An example of beauty and pride.
Here is the MENUET - bow and poses,
And how graceful is the curtsy!
How wonderfully graceful ladies are
And unlike us.
PAVANA: step, another, bows,
Antics, glances, modest gestures.
And the fan is densely feathered.
Poems of ancient anapest.
Ah, ALEMANDRA! The Age of Shakespeare.
Chu! Old England smoke.
Hand in hand, and figure like a lyre...
Could you do that? I would - no, I couldn't.
Here is SARABAND - court style.
How decorously couples stand in a circle
And they march languidly in a column.
“There,” he was spot on. “There” is not “here”.
GAVOTTE: affectation, step, second.
The voice of the bagpipes is noticeable.
And the gentleman - what a hero! -
Gave a bouquet of flowers.
BURRE: everyone stands in a big circle,
The pace is fast, the step is airy.
And a noisy bright crowd -
Along the hall. They are not bored!
Here is the COTILLION, piquancy, jokes,
There is flirting and fun conversation.
And petticoats were allowed
Show everyone the sewing pattern.
Oh, how I wish I could dance
IN ancient castles at the balls!
Or is life not the same..., aren't there enough balls...?
And I don't know. Alas and ah!
Bachata
Lyudmila Nikonova
Bachata will warm up the passion in your body.
Enjoying the poetry of movements.
In a hot dance, eroticism beckons,
Rhythmic stride, hip rotation...
Harmony of partners, pace, plasticity,
Lock of hands, hands, easy game...
Our style is unique... we are virtuosos,
Synchronization of legs, breathing in unison...
We are not afraid of bitter frosts,
The hoarse moan does not irritate the blizzard.
And the memory returns to the Caribbean:
To the tropical trade wind hot land,
Where the azure waves have gentle curves
Caressing the snow-white shore... paradise!
There the wind breathes heat and love.
Dominicans are a cheerful people,
Bachata and a smile are the path to health.
It’s as if there is no grief or worries.
Let's light a flame in the hearts that have cooled down,
Let the dance warm up the passion in your body.
We will melt the sadness of the cold and the ice of the soul,
Feeling the rhythmic power!
Bolero
Bolero - Spanish dance
alternation of folk scenes,
combination of ardent glances
and noble movements.
They're going for a walk
those who are not old
not alone - accompanied
drum and guitar.
And then one by one
show off your dance
alone and in pairs
either Spanish or Spanish.
The backs are arched elastically,
fingers are threaded through the laces,
and lead intricately,
clear rhythm - castanets!
This is a dance, a break dance!
Zarina Morskaya
I breakdance freely
can you do this too?
The body walks so cool!
Take my example, weirdo!
You put a leg... and you break it...
you suddenly fall to the floor -
you hug the globe,
resting your head...
You circle on your shoulders like a top,
legs look up like a candle,
hands flash quickly, deftly,
this is a dance! Break dance!....
Body feels like it's on hinges
movement - robot, look!
Well, that's not bad... nice...
Come on, enter the breakdance circle!
And the body is invisible like a key
come on, start it quickly!
Fold! Kip! Heel emphasis!
A sharp left turn!
And now almost squatted!
Throw your head to the side!
This is a dance! Break dance!
Don't feel sorry for yourself in it!
Stand on your shoulder more boldly,
pull your legs up straighter!
After all, not everyone can do this...
But try it, my eccentric!!!
Gavotte
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
There is a ball in the palace, people are having fun,
Violins and flutes play the gavotte.
Huge chandeliers sparkle brightly,
There are so many people in the huge hall.
Oh, how beautiful the salon ladies are,
The rustle of their dresses in a bow and straight.
How elegant are their gentlemen,
What smiles, what manners!
Gavotte helps everyone change,
Loving faces in front of each other.
The eras of balls have sadly sunk into oblivion,
But they end up on the poet’s line,
When a musician picks up notes,
Playing the flute for us an old gavotte.
The wave of mood takes us back,
That I want to go dancing again.
The ball continues in the magic palace,
Our poet danced the gavotte there too,
Diligently made jumps and movements,
Then a poem came out.
Gavotte
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
Elegant, graceful
friendly gavotte!
Gavotte gave rise to
folk round dance.
Then the court dance
the gavotte was sedate.
Mazurka, polka, waltz
he gave up his place.
But he himself rose higher:
in a different symphony
we suddenly hear a gavotte,
smells like old times...
Gallop
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
Fast, frisky and cheerful
friendly clatter of many feet.
They dance like horses,
that's why he gallops.
The hussar galloped
in the arena - and to the ball,
where gallop is already like a dance
The hussar's day was ending.
This happened to the hussars
not everywhere and not always,
but of course there was dancing
very fun then!
Gopak
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
He is initially combative,
Born in Zaporozhye Sich.
Beware, any stranger,
If you meet a Cossack by chance!
No warrior, be brave in battle
In all the expanses of Ukraine,
Lead your life with dignity
During the reign of Catherine.
But where else could I show
Cossack kneeling art?
Of course, dear one, give
Your love and faithful feelings!
Around her he curls - hop!
And blocks her way.
The girl's appearance is quite strict,
But he is also only a little crafty.
Red boots flash
And the ribbons curl on the wreaths,
And what a handsome boy he is
Stands before the maiden as a suitor!
Whirlwind dance at a wedding
And wishes - to live without troubles.
Drinking a glass of vodka,
A poet wrote a poem there.
Gopak
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
Who is a master -
dance hopak,
do it this way, do it this way.
Don't be lazy, jump in a squat,
so that the heels flash!
So once upon a time in Zaporozhye
Cossacks danced.
Bloomers, forelock on the forehead,
dance to the screams:
- Gop! - Gop! - Gop!
Jig
Marina Fridman
I'm dancing a jig!
Jig is the best dance
For those who are free at heart.
All my dreams
strung on a thread,
placed on the neck.
With any movement
hitting each other
and knock on the soul,
punching time
fear
and impossibility.
All my hopes
rolled up in bracelets,
worn on the wrists
And with every swing
sent to the sky
flaming arrows
and pierce the darkness
sparks of desires.
Skirts look like they're alive
an irrepressible whirlwind
then fire to the left,
then fire to the right,
then touching thighs,
then kissing the feet..
Best clothes for crazy jig -
this is inspiration.
The best platform for crazy jig -
disappointment.
Best melody-
it's a mixture of despair
and liberation.
And while there is confusion
grabbed my hair
I'm a beautiful bird
I'll soar to the music.
I'll trample the cobblestones
on a deserted square
And to the delight of the audience
I'll finish the dance anyway
Jigu is the best dance
for those,
who already
does not believe.
Irish dances
Alexander Vladimirovich Chernyshev
The rhythms of Irish dances are enchanting,
I can look endlessly
The way the Irish move
With your feet, deftly moving.
Irish dance
Galina Nazarenko-Umbdenstock
Girls flutter like butterflies
Under the bagpipes there is a monotonous sound,
On my feet are boots instead of slippers,
Do not separate your hands pressed to your body.
Their legs are unshackled up to the knees
And they flutter like a bird's tail,
And they knock with iron horseshoes,
Wooden tormenting platform.
Like dolls tied with threads,
Like a string stretched across your back,
And although they are all so different,
But they dance clearly, as one.
And the bagpipes hum tirelessly,
The dancers keep an orderly row.
Faces are not happy, not sad -
The butterflies won't fly away.
Irish dances
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
In the gray, endless ocean,
Where the stray wave is walking,
Accepts the tramp wind
“Emerald” * this country.
There, in the valley of crystal dew
Don't snow for too long.
"Emerald" girls, guys
They kick the step.
From distant centuries they “sailed”
Dance figures numbers.
Irish style party
It always went on until the morning.
Maybe you'll say it's not difficult
Masterfully strike blows
And for this the emerald pie,
How can I get a reward later?
How, how! Try a couple
Train your feet this way
To seventy-five strokes
Beat it off in fifteen seconds!
What, it was weak and that was not the case?
So there is a big secret here!
Exchange it for an awl, or for soap,
You'll never know, no.
And the poet just shouted heart-rendingly:
- Bravo, bravo! Cheers cheers!
They danced fervently, meticulously
"Emerald" step masters!
*Ireland is called emerald for its evergreen grass.
Irish step
Marie Polyakova
Ireland is my emerald island!
Here Celtic music sounds divine...
To the sounds of a harp, violin, flute, starry
Irish step dance is sweeping across the planet!
What a sight! What a pleasure
Look at fast feet fancy script.
Heartbeat, heels! And for a moment
It’s like the soul has been taken away from the body!
Here the hands are dumb, the body is motionless,
The story is told only by the movement of the legs,
And the rhythm of the syncopation is both understood and heard,
And the dancing God rejoices!
May this dance live for centuries!
I died and was resurrected from delight!
"Lord of the Dance", the great Michael Flatley
Opened in Irish dance world of Wonders!
Spanish dance
Elena Kiyanka
The castanets began to sound.
The guitar sobbed quietly.
Shoulders straightened proudly.
Passion blazed in his eyes...
And majestically Donya
Flickered like a heart
And Torero - towards her,
Leaving honor and fear.
More and more blissful and painful
Silver strings burned
And they looked at each other,
And the blood was pounding in the bodies...
And they no longer dared
Protect yourself from suffering
They understood without words
What is hidden in the hearts.
The head dance was intoxicating,
And sometimes with timidity, sometimes boldly
Hands played with air
The flames curled on the cheeks,
And Donya circled like a bird,
The wayward spirit of flamenco...
He was dangerous, like a Navaja,
Fire swing dresses.
They became related in a duel
Sounds of song and guitar,
Castanets spilled
Sparks of passion in the clouds...
And two became mad
From a single desire,
And she danced frantically
Life with Death is in their hands.
Spanish dances
Ella Esyreva 2
Spanish dancing is a symbol of Freedom,
Passion and rhythm of deep nature.
The power of duende is a manifestation of the spirit,
Experience the rhythm and sound!
In flamenco dancing, all gestures are just feelings.
Body flames, guitars of madness...
The elements of struggle and victory are bursting
From the depths, without giving answers...
Hearts are rich, this is the center of the Universe!
The essence is not subject to the understanding of consciousness...
Flamenco dancing is a trance movement,
A thrill of melody, a cry of dissonance!
Slow Solea por buleria -
Zapoteado and polyrhythm...
Minor colors in mournful thoughts,
A song that hurts in the sign of madness...
Bright Alegrias - life's fun!
A whirlwind of zapateo and a rise in mood,
The Spanish spirit, the glory of victory...
And the legacy of generations gone by.
African hot crazy motives
Connected with the gypsy anguish...
Hips sway, shoulders move...
The festive Tangos will heal sorrow.
Here is the triumph of the majestic Farruka -
Male pride, hands raised...
Zapateo again, the dynamics of the pose!…
The boring vocabulary of prose cannot be conveyed...
Deep singing of ancient centuries
The “First Cry” of the times of hard times...
The guitar groans, longing for the past,
Into the abyss of a gone moment of a kiss...
Passion and fire in every new movement,
The dance breaks in like an obsession...
And all the excitement in the mystery of rhythm
They rush upward like a prayer.
My Carmen
Funikova Anna
Rose in a black curl,
Lace veil.
I don't deserve you
But I don’t feel sorry for myself.
I don't promise loyalty
Even if I love you
But I don’t forgive betrayal
And I don’t tolerate insults!
God of hearts, my bullfighter -
How good he is!
Someone's shadow behind the curtain,
And in his bosom is a knife.
And an insidious smile
And the eyes are stern...
The violin has died down,
There is no other way!
No prayer, no groan
You won't hear back
Maddened by the ringing
Fatal castanets.
Russian square dance
Elena Zhukova-Zhelenina
I dance in winter and in summer.
How good are you, square dance!
Will unfold in it like an accordion
My Russian soul!
---
The legs began to dance on their own.
Very lively dance.
I'll meet you at the quadrille.
Dance with me, my friend!
We are advancing. Retreat.
Two steps and a turn.
Instantly my square dance is alive
It will take us into circulation.
Don't burn me with your eyes!
I'm serious now.
I speak very important.
Dim the shine in your eyes!
Oh! My friend, Irka,
Don't look so tenderly!
I bewitched him.
With him we have everything ahead.
Two stomps and a spin.
The dance burns like a fire in the chest.
This is a wonderful movement.
Now I'm ahead.
Let's shake hands here.
It's important, let's move away.
Then there are four of us in a quadrille,
Then the two of us sail again.
Look, my friend,
The guys are coming towards us like a wall.
You and I are retreating.
Do not be afraid! I'm here!
After all, square dance is with us.
Mom, my grandmother
They also performed dances,
How I am with you now.
I became so friends with music!
I'll wave my skirt wildly,
I'll spin around and put my hands on my hips.
I feel like I’m burning with fire!
Don't oversleep! Let's change pairs!
We are advancing like a wall.
The dance is cute and crafty.
Hurry up and dance with me!
Don't look at your girlfriend like that!
Spin me around in a dance.
I want to be the best for you.
I'm advancing! Move away!
You're laughing. I'm serious.
And the square dance is leading me.
Two stomps, three slams.
We need a twist here.
Happiness is expensive
Walk like this in a dance.
Let's attack! Retreat!
I can dance until the morning!
I'll tap my heel loudly.
The dance is windy and funny.
Then you and I will sail to the side,
Then someone else is with me.
There is no better quadrille for us.
A step and a turn.
In a moment my dear quadrille
It will get to your liver!
I will smile at you slyly.
Here I am coming towards you.
What a dance! What fun!
I'll spin around and move away.
And my friend, Irka,
Do not look like that! Don't spoil!
I have already chosen the boy.
I expect a kiss from him.
There is no more beautiful quadrille!
Russian dance, naughty!
Mothers and grandmothers loved.
We love you and me.
Quadrille
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
There are many different styles of dance,
There is a “transition”, an “interception”.
But “Acquaintance” is in quadrille
Or “Girls in great demand.”
According to the drawing there are two floods
Or two steps with a heel.
Don't be lazy, clap your hands
The gait is smooth and easy.
How much life is in this dance,
Don't take away the importance.
All partners are dressed up
To dance a square dance.
The poet is overcome with emotion
Head is spinning.
And he left, by the way,
Write down the words in verse.
Quadrille
Olga Altovskaya
From exchanges of glances, from balas -
Break into pairs and dance.
Perky, lively and eloquent
The accordion player starts the tune,
The breeze blows over our heads.
And now we’ve started from the corners:
“Acquaintance” goes in pairs -
Toward and to turn around.
“Mine is the best! Trump ace.
Striped vest and cap."
“Mine is in a Chinese jacket with a belt,
In boots with a narrow toe.
Nose up, handle to fly away -
Like a peahen lady walks.
And I’m going to meet her.”
We change pairs. Have fun!
In the center, “star”, in the corners...
The hemlines flash teasingly.
Boots and boots shine...
Flood, passage, steps -
And why not bar gentlemen?
Sloboda is dancing quadrille!
Russian square dance
Ural Gems
How many dances are there in the world?
slow and fast.
Everything is as it is, you can’t count it
neither in mind nor in numbers...
Dance as the face of the people
disposition and temperament,
what is its nature,
few people even know.
Tango is sensual and tender,
twist like a windmill in a field...
Polka - the sound of a coastal wave
spreading over the sea.
Waltz - majestically smooth,
Czardash - fire dance,
Only Russian dance is the main one!
A lively, combative dance!
From heel to toe,
and then - back!
Immediately - “fraction”, then jump!
This dance is famous.
The most Russian dance
hands are the wings of a bird!
Lighting up, beckons us
start dancing too!
There is room for the Russian darling,
he eclipsed everyone,
lively, joyful, cheerful
dance - Russian quadrille!
Beads. Cancan
Vladimir Borodkin
Cafe-shantana fun:
Frivolous girls gangbang.
The hem turns with temptation,
Garters look funny.
The downhole music amuses the ear,
And even the ancient old woman
The gaze warms, seeing the maidens,
Having undressed myself, from memory.
Instinct of an ancient trick
The young demons knew.
For a man, just give him time,
A leash will be thrown on passions.
Komarinsky
Andrey Sklyarov
If you become Kamarinsky,
After drinking a glass, sing and dance,
You will recognize the Russian soul,
You can't find a wider one!
Country dance
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
Bored of court pomp,
Where in the dance are squats and curtsies?
He rushed in like morning freshness,
With a gust of wind, a new country dance.
The success that came to him was phenomenal,
It has mass character and simplicity of movements.
In Europe it has become a favorite ballroom dance,
Where you can jump without embarrassment.
He became closer to people, closer,
Already entered the stage, vaudeville,
Noisy behind the barricades in Paris,
Having set a fundamentally fashionable style.
The poet, raising his elegant leg,
I was not alone at the party.
He shook off his fatigue a little
And I wrote a poem about country dance.
Krakowiak
Andrey Sklyarov
I've never been to Krakow
And not a Pole by birth.
But, by God, with a proud lady
A Krakowiak would dance.
Lambada
Andrey Sklyarov
From the flying melody
Immediately you will breathe more often,
As a mulatto, you will be glad
Dance a lambada with me.
Lambada
Sergei Neverskoy
I will say: “Oh, Madonna! Oh, Dios mio!”
Perhaps due to an oversight,
from Santos, and maybe even from Rio,
that Brazilian lambada has come to us!
They spread arrow leaves where the palm trees are,
Copacabana wet golden sand,
that dance of the urban favela beggar,
swinging hips, twisting bare feet.
And passion is visible, but everything is decent,
lead them reverently, always skillfully,
all the guys carefully and so tactfully,
partners that seem to be torn from the body!
They are drunk from the smells of flowers,
on the beaches of Rio - warm, smooth,
that the waves of the ocean always lick,
Slender mulatto girls are dancing!
Tango, rumba, waltzes,
shake, letka-enka, twist, Charleston,
but I hear a chant in Portuguese
and this dance is like a magical dream!
Dance Letka-Enka
Boris Khanin
Jumping gallop,
Everyone is jumping around.
Jumping gallop,
The circle is not too small for them.
Jumping gallop,
from heel to toe.
Grab me by the waist, my friend.
Jumping gallop
and obliquely.
Jumping gallop,
we take the leap.
Jumping gallop
and leg throw
Left, right - from south to east.
Jumping gallop,
like through a threshold.
Jumping gallop,
don't be sorry for your boots.
Jumping gallop,
you are not alone,
You see a lot of legs jumping nearby.
Dance Letka-Enka-
It couldn't be easier to find:
As if from a step
You jump along the way.
And repeatedly
One hundred twenty-five times.
Very nice
Yenka dance.
Mazurka
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
The audience is eagerly awaiting
The Mazurka at the end is the culmination of the ball.
So that the dance will certainly start,
Let's ask maestro Chopin to the piano.
And here are the stories in color from life -
Partners draw figures with their legs.
And he will be the first and best partner,
Which did not repeat the pattern.
Oh, so much expression, so much fire,
They can’t leave me calm!
And how many beautiful and gentle bows
Causes sighs and groans from the ladies!
Passions rage as if on stage,
The partner is already standing on bended knee.
Mazurka, like a toast, swept through the years,
After all, every man dances “for the ladies”!
Pan is the leader and assistant in this dance,
Now they would say about it: master class!
In the mazurka he was sparkling and sparkling
Russian dancer - officer - "mazurist".
Our poet watched the dance from the dress circle,
He even came up with a rhyme on the cuff.
If you want to read a poem,
Then we need to find that poet.
Centuries have flown by, faces have melted,
Oh, how we miss our old chic!
Mazurka
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
Mazur - a resident of Polish Mazovia -
when he was free,
with a folk peasant touch
I danced my mazurka.
She sounded soulful
although I surprised you more than once,
inspiring speed, daring,
belligerence even sometimes.
Later, three centuries later,
to the ardent girlish “Ah!”
Russian regiment officers
loved to show off at balls
in the mazurka. Mazurka, mazurka -
decoration of balls and scenes.
Here is the author of the mazurka - Tchaikovsky,
Here is the author of the mazurka - Chopin.
The Mazurkas are passionately tragic,
they are tenderly lyrical,
capricious and melancholic,
sometimes it's like a cute joke.
Minuet
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
There was a different century, palace scenes
Here and there they were full of successions,
Where couples danced minuets
To a harpsichord with a simple melody.
Features of sophistication and affectation
They were everywhere here.
There were bows, curtsies,
The court jester beat his foot to the beat.
Oh, those glances of intriguers,
The coquetry of lovely, gentle ladies!
Heroes of future novels
They swore allegiance to the kings.
Coming straight from the people
There was this dance - a minuet.
For kings he was a pleasure,
And why is a big secret.
Rhyme by the court poet
Epoham did not reveal the secret.
And I won't reveal it.
Why do you need to know this?
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
From distant countries and years
dancing comes to us.
Smooth dance minuet -
he came from France.
His people danced
in the old days, and later
loved that dance
noble nobles.
Showed off at balls
ladies and brides,
reflected in the mirrors
polite gestures.
A lush fan, a wave of the hand,
powdered shoulders,
gentlemen, wigs,
candles, candles, candles...
Pavana
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
The most exquisite pavan dance,
There is a lot of luxury, but there is no flaw in it.
The dance is courtly and without a doubt,
The elegance of his manners and movements.
Couples in the column move smoothly,
The first one here is Lizaveta Petrovna*.
Counts, princes and ambassadors different countries -
How much greatness there is in this organ!
Here are gentlemen with swords in cloaks,
The ladies have a slightly swaying train on their shoulders.
Balls at court are a new series,
Torchlight in the dark. oh mystery!
Let's leave Tsarevo to the Tsar,
And I’ll write a poem about pavana.
How to write impressions on a piece of paper
My imagination will tell me.
*Elizaveta Petrovna - Russian Empress, daughter of Peter the Great.
Pavana
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
This dance
he was called pavana.
He imitated
the movements of a peacock.
Celebration:
with cloaks and swords
danced pavana
men.
But about that
the evidence is vague.
Nowadays
pavan preserved
not like a dance -
like a piece for lute,
composition for piano.
Paso Doble
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
Passions are raging, there’s definitely no ball here,
The Latin Quarter is full of people.
They didn't gather here just for show,
And to see the bullfight dance.
Red colors captivate your eyes,
And here in front of you is a “toreador”.
Another main character in the mise-en-scène -
The “bull” rushes rapidly around the arena.
Now they are apart, then together again,
Hands up, as if with a sharp “spear”.
The magic of dance will captivate the soul,
The blood in my veins is boiling with excitement.
The spectator is captured with excitement by the bullfight,
Storm of emotions! How else?
Now the “bull” is defeated, and the cloak is to the side,
The outcome is known, everyone is completely happy.
The words began to pound in the poet's mind,
Like gypsies holding castanets in their hands.
He wrote with a pen at a late hour by candlelight,
And his dance turned out to be in verse.
Polonaise
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
Oh, polonaise! The posture is proud,
In the procession column, the owner is an example to everyone.
Every dancing diva is here
A gentleman could “beat” in a bow.
And at this time the dreamer-owner
Already leading the column into the lush garden,
There the table is set with overseas grub,
He forces everyone to taste it.
He takes a shoe off a nice lady
And puts down a glass full of wine
He drinks himself, offering directly
Drink it from your ladies to the dregs.
The dancing divas are brilliant,
Henry Valois is delighted with them,
Although he is a king, he is quite playful
Throws flattering words at the ladies.
In the garden we will meet the strict Chopin,
We can meet Oginsky there,
They are applauded by both Paris and Vienna
Here's to Polish sophistication!
There was a poet no less pompous
And he also showed pride in dancing.
He listened to many songs at the ball,
Then I wrote a poem about it.
Polonaise
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
There was once a polonaise
a solemn procession,
expressed pride
in his step and in his gesture.
They say it was like this
(there is some truth in that):
dancing to the beat,
peasants were coming from the field.
Everyone knew the value of the matter,
he was sedate and important.
I adopted this gait
noble sir.
And then he became a palace
dance - Poland's pride.
Combined gracefulness
he is in himself and firmness.
He reached high stages.
Very famous
did the dance
Chopin -
Polish composer.
Polka
"Heel, toe and let's go from here"
The chasse around the hall will be quick.
There is no apathy here, happiness is a river,
A hand holds your hand tightly.
Polka - a perky magic circle,
Those who were not familiar became your friend.
They don't dance here without the mood,
And this is of great importance!
The dance was invented by the girl Anna,
Became the most desired in the whole world.
For a poet to create his own poem,
Take half a step at a time.
Heel, toe - our poet at the table,
Lo and behold, rhyme after rhyme has already started.
Line by line lie on a piece of paper,
At the very end there will be a bold dot.
The girl Anna won’t know about it,
Another Anna will read the verse.
Polka
Movshovich Anatoly Grigorievich
Who dances the polka in the field,
who dances polka at school,
who dances at the ball
on the mirror on the floor.
Nice Polish dance,
Is he Polish? Not at all!
Czech dance is named after
because in Czech polka -
for dancers - not a step,
but only half a step.
Rumba
Andrey Sklyarov
Cuba will once again shake up the fun -
The palm trees will clap their leaves,
Only the couples will dance the rumba,
Lighting up with syncopations.
Rumba
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
A stray wave is heading towards the coast,
He and she dance the rumba.
The breeze caresses their dark skin,
He is free to fulfill this whim.
Smoothness of movements, severity in a major key,
Sun, sand and azure sea.
Dance melody “Guantanamera”
Makes rumba in the right size.
No words are needed, the look is expressive,
Feelings say a lot in the soul.
Rumba - eroticism, passion in unison,
Wedding dance, for those who are in love.
The sun is setting and the wind has died down,
At night the poet dreams of a verse,
Like the Cuban midday heat
They dance rumba. And there are only two of them.
Rumba
Natalia Fox
Waved a butterfly into the fire -
I'm dancing solo!
She squeezed her pain into her palm -
A fragment of love...
The flames rage, standing like a wall,
And there is coldness in my heart!
My world is washed away by a fiery wave,
My world is split...
In the bloody mess of the fire
Feelings are burning...
Continue on, rejecting fear -
Akin to art.
I'm dancing like it's the last time...
Now everything is possible!
How lonely I feel now
It's hard to notice...
Swing, turn - don't touch me!
Believe me, it's dangerous...
Let's dance... Me and my Fire,
Let's dance passionately!
Folk dance
Nadezhda Vedenyapina
Folk dance never gets old!
Inspired by ardent passion,
It intoxicates, it warms with passion
Us since time immemorial!
Various rhythms, movements,
There's a whirlwind there! They circle here leisurely.
But in everyone there is, like a revelation,
People's feelings and soul!
Folk dance excites everyone!
It will light up anyone's heart!
After all, he has been dancing since time immemorial
His Majesty is the PEOPLE!
Samba
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
Measuring miles of space,
From distant shores
Young filibusters
Slaves were brought to the show...
Under the bottomless sky of Rio
Life goes by dancing.
Samba - dance of positivity
It will “ignite” so much that at least hold on!
Sexy and rhythmic
Both perky and funny
This samba is dynamic -
The whole country is “lighting up”.
African habit
Under the blows of heels,
The mulatto moves her hips,
Attracting suitors.
Someone's hat flashed by
Scarf hanging on the shoulders.
It was Ostap's phantom*
On a walk in those places.
The poet measured with lines
The poem I wrote.
It's good that filibusters
He did not meet him in the seas.
*Here we mean Ostap Bender.
Sardana
Alena Demidova 2
The harmonious sounds of the orchestra flow -
Flabiola, trumpet, double bass.
There is no empty place on the street,
The whole city starts dancing.
Heaven and Earth combine,
Hands weave Catalan thread.
Strength of spirit and joy are with you
In an irrepressible desire to live.
Warms the palm of a stranger
Warmth that went around the circle.
This dance contains the soul of a Catalan,
This dance is called Sardana.
I'll wink at baby cupid,
To choose a sharper arrow,
Come dance to Barcelona
Gathering friends in a tight circle!
Sardana
Andrey Sklyarov
The Catalans stood in a circle
Putting things in the center,
And they raised their hands,
Linking them together.
And dance the sardana
They fell to a simple tune,
To feel yourself in it
One nation again.
Sirtaki - a symbol of Greece
Valentina Sukhanova Assorted
"Sirtaki" is danced in Greece
It's called "Zorbas"
That's more correct in Greek
For us, “Sirtaki” is just right.
The dance is fast and lively.
Stop - rhythm with explosion
And he leads
A selection of sharp lines.
This Greek "horos"
Everyone dances happily
We sometimes admire -
The step is pressed in a fast rhythm.
This dance is popular -
The symbol of Greece, moreover,
Posted by Theodorakis
This music of the times.
Sirtaki
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
He is not popular
But his people loved him,
As a symbol of free Greece,
For the passion that touches the soul.
Almighty Zeus looks down from Olympus,
I don't blame Prometheus
For giving to people abundantly
He is in the soul of a bright fire.
In “Zorba’s dance” there is aesthetics,
Characteristic color.
For linearity, dynamism
Euclid praised him.
Archimedes couldn't resist
I also submitted my resume,
Like, the square doesn’t fit here,
But in Sirtaki everything is for me.
There was a poet there as a stranger,
On the excursion later
He's on a Greek column
The autograph was drawn with a nail.
Sirtaki (from Greek - touch) - popular dance Greek origin, created in 1964 for the film Zorba the Greek.
Sirtaki
Lyudmila Leader
Probably everyone will support me,
Who heard this catchy dance,
What do the world love about Greek SIRTAKI,
Sometimes quiet, sometimes insanely mischievous!
It begins timidly with a drop,
Drip... drip, drip, drip... drip, drip,
Takes you to the rhythm of a crazy carousel,
Under a stormy downpour, accelerating your pace!
The free wind refreshes the soul,
Bathing in the bliss of a blue wave,
The rays of the sun warm the heart,
And quietly draws you into half-asleep...
And again the rhythm that awakens the heart,
It is danced by three and seven and a hundred...
He opens the door to our friendship,
SIRTAKI is simple and easy!
Step-tap dance
Andrey Sklyarov
In wooden shoes
The Irish were drowning -
It went on like this for centuries,
Turning around to dance.
The dance of the feet captivated me
West in a clear fraction -
There it was called steppe,
And with us - tap dancing.
Twist
Lyudmila Kulikova 2
Bears lived at the Pole
It wasn't easy for them there
They twisted meticulously
The back is an invisible axis.
And people, extinguishing at the same time
Kicking a couple of cigarettes,
Together with a song verse
The whole secret was revealed in a tweet.
Many centuries have passed by
That's how it is in the world,
The bears won't let us in,
So that we don't move the axis.
Then we took towels,
Spun on its own axis
Together with the heels of the knees,
So as not to ask for bears.
And on a competitive basis
They're doing a twist on the floor.
There are a lot of new movements here
The artist asks himself.
Bears lived at the Pole
The poet had to see them.
He wrote a verse, they played it
Earth's invisible axis.
Irina Sosidka
Introductions to dances and songs in verse
Introductions to dances and songs in verse
Introduction to the dance “Boogie-woogie”
We thought for a long time and wondered
Well, what should I give to mothers?
The gift must be beautiful
And bring joy to mothers.
We consulted at our leisure,
We give you the Boogie-Woogie dance.
Introduction to the Waltz dance
We know a lot of dances
We can show you any.
Well, now we offer you
Our favorite “Waltz” is our graduation.
Introduction to a couple's dance
We are naughty guys
We live together in the kindergarten.
We're talking about grandma and mom
We sing different songs.
And now it's time to dance,
Show pair dance.
Introduction to the dance “We are little children”
We'll go to school soon,
Today is graduation.
We say goodbye today
Kindergarten, with you.
We are now students
And we are proud of it.
Watch our dance
"We are little children."
Eyeliner for the dance “Droplets”
Autumn is outside the window again,
There's a celebration in the hall again.
We were preparing for it
And the guests were invited.
It's raining outside,
But it doesn’t let us get bored.
Dance "Kapelek" now
The girls will perform for you.
Introduction to the Waltz dance
We grew up big
We're leaving for first grade.
Farewell today
Let's dance the waltz for you.
Yes, the waltz is a little sad,
But he's graduating.
Say goodbye today
We, kindergarten, are with you.
Lead-up to dancing with moms
Well, dear parents.
Are you ready to support the children?
Come out to us soon,
Dance with your children.
Lead to the song
Yes, we honestly admit
That we love our mothers very much.
And in honor of the holiday today
We give you a song.
Dance tip for mom
We won’t buy a gift for mom -
Let's cook it ourselves, with children's hands.
You can embroider her a scarf, you can grow a flower.
You can draw a house, but you can dance.
Eyeliner for any dance
Our kindergarten has talents:
Singers, dancers, musicians.
And how everyone dances here,
We'll show you right now.
Leading up to the kids' dance
It's time to dance,
Look at us.
Even though we are kids,
But we dance from the heart.
Introduction to modern dance
We not only learned
We can give you a new dance,
Modern show!
Lead to the song
We're not upset at all
We smile at each other.
And in a good mood
We are engaged in singing.
Leading up to a fun dance
Girls, you are so beautiful
The white light in this hall was eclipsed,
Let's open the ball today
Happy dance, do you agree or not?
Introduction to the dance “Cossack polka with tambourines”
We'll only hear music
Nothing can stop us.
Cossack polka with tambourines
Let's dance together.
We want to surprise everyone
And give your dance.
Conclusion to the song about teachers
You were our second mother,
How will we be at school without you?
Thank you very much from us!
We'll sing you a song now!
Conclusion to the song for graduation from parents
Our parents were sad about something,
The hour of parting has come.
A word to your parents, come out boldly
To the festive, joyful hall!
Introduction to the dance "Tango"
We wish mothers and grandmothers
Love us very much,
And we want them on this holiday
Give the Tango dance.
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SUMMARY TO THE DANCE "Invite me, dad, to a waltz!"
My mom recently told me:
I'm telling you, baby, so you know,
Even if you dance well,
It's indecent to invite a boy.
Well, I don’t need a boy
None from our garden.
I'm just friends with the boys,
I go to the same group with them.
And I offer my palm
Only for dad, I dream about this,
He will invite me with a smile,
And the waltz will spin us around the hall.
When sweet childhood ends,
And I will become a happy bride,
We will dance with you at the wedding,
Do you promise, my dear dad?
Let's sing and spin quietly
And love and be proud of each other!
In the meantime, I'm a baby, now
Invite me, dad, to a waltz!
Tips for the DANCE "Stomp, my foot"
1.Legs don’t stand still
Apparently they want to dance?
So, the legs are naughty,
Dance and running!
We need to start dancing
I can't resist anymore!
Remote girl!
And the little eyes are mischievous!
All the boys are in groups
They're looking at me,
They want to dance with me!
Well, I won’t refuse!
I’ll dance “Stamp your foot!”
Conclusion to the SONG "Stamp, my foot"
So what if it’s small!
Remote girl!
And the little eyes are mischievous!
All the boys are in groups
They're looking at me,
They want to please me!
I'll sing for them now
I ring my song!
SUMMARY TO THE SONG “DADDY, GIVE ME A DOLL”
There are so many dolls, you can’t count them,
Tanya is there, Marishka is there,
There is curly Natasha,
And with pigtails Milasha,
Olya in a red sundress,
Wind-up doll Anya,
There are Winx and Barbie too,
I’m telling you, you can’t count them.
A whole doll kindergarten,
And each has its own outfit.
They are all my friends...
But I whispered in my ear
Daddy has his wish
"Dad, give me a promise
Should I buy a new doll?
I promise not to be naughty!”
I saw it in the window
The Mashenka doll was standing.
Blue eyes,
And the hairs are flaxen.
She looked at me
And she wanted to come to me!
She's hot and stuffy in the window,
We need to save Mashenka!
Scarf, mittens, boots...
Her hat is made of drape...
….Give me a doll, dad!
SUMMARY TO THE SONG ABOUT THE SUN.
A little chick was sitting on a branch,
He happily sang a song about the sun.
The sun heard that song,
It shone brighter with rays!
And it winked at the sparrow:
I like to listen to your song,
Hey, Sparrow, fluffy ball,
Let me kiss your side!
We all sang a song about the sun,
We wanted the sun to like it!
Today we will ask him very much:
Give us a kiss, sunshine, on our cheeks and nose!
SUMMARY TO THE THEME OF DOVES.
We need to release the birds today
At our graduation ball,
Pigeons! Fly over the kindergarten
In sky blue lace!
The feathers have grown stronger and fledged
The little doves have grown up,
They grew up and set off on a long journey,
Leaving us, graduates!
We wish you blue skies,
Warm native breeze!
The future is bright, big,
Pigeons, fly to the clouds!
Summation to the song “The baby tooth fell out”
I'm growing up unnoticed
I'm leaving kindergarten soon,
And I grow up hour by hour:
I can do everything myself!
They bought me boots -
Thirty-six is the size of your feet!
I deny tights
I only choose trousers!
They say it's milky
Will soon fall out, fragile,
But it sits in my mouth stubbornly
And it puts me to shame!
I downloaded it for two days,
Then he pushed with his tongue,
Apple, carrot gnawed,
And I achieved it! What a surprise!
A tooth fell out, there was a hole in my mouth...
So it's time for me to go to school!
No milk, no teeth
I'm ready to go to school!
They need grown up kids!
And with baby teeth
Sit in the nursery yourself!