Autumn is a wonderful time of year when leaves change colors and swirl in a dance. Trees turn gold, red, and orange, and the air fills with freshness. In autumn, you can collect beautiful leaves, pine cones, and acorns, and watch migratory birds. These poems will help your little one experience the beauty of autumn nature and learn many new things about this season.<\/p>\n
\nLeaves are flying from the trees, covering the ground with a yellow carpet. The wind softly calls them, carrying them away in an autumn dance. We gather a leaf, bright as a ray of sunshine. It is beautiful and light, autumn gives us its key.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn rain<\/h2>\n
\nIt's raining in the fall, tapping on the window. It washes everything around, and the earth rushes with joy. We'll put on our boots and run through the puddles. We'll splash merrily, we love the rain in the fall! The sun has hidden behind the clouds, but we won't be sad. Autumn is the time for walks, we will love autumn!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nApples in the garden<\/h2>\n
\nApples hang in the garden, red and rosy. We will pick them, delicious and fragrant. We will chew the apples, treat ourselves to sweet juice. Autumn generously gives us, to be filled with joy.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nSquirrel-hostess<\/h2>\n
\nA squirrel hops through the forest, collecting pine cones in its paws. It's storing them up for the winter, so it won't go hungry. Its red tail flickers, its nest is in a hollow tree. Autumn is knocking on its door, bringing warmth. The squirrel gnaws on nuts, and sings softly. Autumn is a time of wonder in the forest, where the squirrel lives!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nMushroom in the forest<\/h2>\n
\nI found a mushroom under a leaf, red as the sun. We won't touch it, no, it's beautiful, but dangerous. You should go to the forest with your mother, know how to choose mushrooms. Autumn generously gives gifts, you need to know how to pick them.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nThe Wind Hooligan<\/h2>\n
\nThe wind blows, the wind howls, Tears leaves from the trees. It plays and frolics, And runs across the field. It chases the clouds, And calls for rain. The wind is a real hooligan, But we still love it! The wind sings songs, And sways the trees. In autumn it is very strong, And we do not get bored with it.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn colors<\/h2>\n
\nYellow, red, gold, the autumn leaves are ablaze. Bright colors are all around, delighting our gaze. The sun shines so tenderly, autumn bestows beauty. We stroll through the forest, admiring all this beauty.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nThe birds are flying away<\/h2>\n
\nBirds gather in a flock, Flying to warmer climes. In autumn they feel cold, And they fly away into the distance. We wave to them, And wish them a safe journey. The birds will return in the spring, And will sing to us again. Autumn is a time of partings, But we will wait for them. The birds will return to us again, And bring us joy!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nPine cones and acorns<\/h2>\n
\nThere are acorns under the oak tree, and pine cones under the fir tree. We will collect them and play with them a little. We will build houses and tall towers. Autumn generously gives us fun toys.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn forest<\/h2>\n
\nThe autumn forest is quiet, Leaves rustle underfoot. The trees stand beautifully, In golden attire. The sun shines through the branches, And mushrooms hide there. Walking in the forest is very interesting, And secrets happen there. A squirrel jumps along the branches, And collects nuts. The autumn forest is a miracle, And we love it!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn wind<\/h2>\n
\nThe wind blows, the wind whistles, Tears leaves from the trees. It runs across the field, And plays with us. It chases the clouds, And calls the rain to us. The wind is a true friend, And we are never bored with it! The wind sings songs, And sways the trees. In autumn it is very strong, And we are never sad with it.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn flowers<\/h2>\n
\nAsters are blooming in the field, bright and beautiful. Autumn gives us joy and smiles. We'll pick a bouquet and give it to Mom. She'll be so happy and give us a hug. Autumn flowers are a miracle, their scent is so pleasant. Autumn is a time of beauty, and we love it!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn harvest<\/h2>\n
\nIn the garden, a pumpkin is ripening, large and orange. We'll cut it up and make a lantern. Apples and pears too, ripe and delicious. Autumn generously gives us a wonderful harvest.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn walk<\/h2>\n
\nWe're strolling through the park, the leaves rustling under our feet. We're picking a bouquet, and laughing merrily. The sun is shining so tenderly, and the birds are singing to us. Autumn is the time for walks, and it brings us joy. We run and jump, and play tag. An autumn walk is a miracle, and we love it!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\nAutumn has come<\/h2>\n
\nAutumn has come to visit us, bringing yellow leaves. The wind quietly whispers to her, and the leaves dance with her. The sun shines less often, the rain drizzles more often. But autumn is beautiful, and we love it! We'll put on our boots and run through the puddles. Autumn is a time for games, and joy for us!\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Autumn is a wonderful time of year when the leaves change colors and dance. The trees turn gold, red, and orange.,<\/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-70","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70","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=70"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":173730,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70\/revisions\/173730"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=70"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=70"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bukvaved.top\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=70"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}