This collection contains short, clear poems about autumn for first-grade children. Autumn includes the months of September, October, and November, when the leaves on the trees turn yellow and fall, and the weather becomes cooler and rainier. These images are easy to visualize, making the quatrains easy to read aloud and quick to memorize. These poems are perfect for lessons, autumn festivals, and homework.<\/p>\n
\nA yellow leaf flies, swirls, Quietly falls to the window. Autumn is knocking on our door, Painting the foliage gold.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nRain on the path<\/h2>\n
\nThe rain is jumping along the path, The drops are jumping: drip-drip. It has wet all my boots, But I am very happy to walk.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nAutumn umbrella<\/h2>\n
\nI opened my big colorful umbrella above my head. The rain is pounding: knock-knock, wait, I'm walking like a little pilot.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWarm scarf<\/h2>\n
\nThe wind blows near the house, Making cheeks redder. A scarf around the neck is wonderful, With it, autumn is more cheerful.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nPuddle-mirror<\/h2>\n
\nOn the path in a blue puddle, clouds float easily. I look, and I don\u2019t need the sea somewhere far away.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nRowan light<\/h2>\n
\nThe rowan berries are brightly colored, hanging like beads. These are autumn's gifts for boys and girls.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFall Dance<\/h2>\n
\nLeaves swirl above us, As if in a golden dance. They wave their slender arms and fall to rest under the bush.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nApple Day<\/h2>\n
\nThe garden smells like a big bucket, like ripe apples from the branches. Autumn walks quietly, deftly between the beds and alleys.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe birds fly away<\/h2>\n
\nBirds form a wedge in the sky, flapping their wings in the distance. Let's say to them: "Have a safe journey, come back before spring.".\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nSeptember at school<\/h2>\n
\nIn the morning, school awaits the children, Leaves rustle near the school stoves. I am very glad for September - It beckons us to study.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nQuiet park<\/h2>\n
\nThe park is pensive and calm, Fog sleeps on a bench. A birch leaf has made a colorful caftan for the earth.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nMushroom glade<\/h2>\n
\nUnder a leaf by the path a sturdy boletus has grown. It stands on a plump stalk, like a funny old man in the forest.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nAutumn window<\/h2>\n
\nRaindrops tremble on the glass, hanging like beads. And beyond it, the bushes and paths have become a hundred times brighter.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nMaple carpet<\/h2>\n
\nThere's a new rug underfoot\u2014red, russet, golden. It's a maple leaf, a maple leaf, spreading it with its foliage.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nGood October<\/h2>\n
\nOctober marches in boots, Carrying clouds behind its back. But in its orange leaves It's not at all angry.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nNovember Dream<\/h2>\n
\nIn late autumn, the trees became completely silent. Like fairy-tale feathers, the wind hid them between the walls.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nPumpkin on the porch<\/h2>\n
\nA pumpkin is basking on the porch, round and bright. It looks like the sun, hoping for a baby's palm.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nRustling path<\/h2>\n
\nI walk, and the leaves whisper: "Don't hurry, stop." Autumn spreads a soft evening And a rustling leaf-path.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nBreeze-marigold<\/h2>\n
\nThe wind collects leaves, lifts them up to the chimney. And then drops them again onto the paths and mushrooms.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nAutumn is near<\/h2>\n
\nAutumn is near, autumn is here, In the sky, in the leaves, in the yard. Let the rain fall quietly, Still there is warmth in the soul.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"This collection contains short and clear poems about autumn for children in the first grade. Autumn includes the months of September, October, and<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[71],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-68","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=68"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":173732,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions\/173732"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=68"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=68"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=68"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}