Spring came. Warm days have arrived. nature woke up hibernation... Buds swell on the trees, young grass breaks through, the first ones bloom. The birds began to sing their songs more cheerfully, it became affectionate, warm and gives us a good mood.

March can still be cold, but still, spring is stubbornly fighting winter. Spring way! Spring to be!

Tell the kids about spring

Go out with your child for a walk more often, make different discoveries in the spring. Let the child fall in love with spring, feel the spring breeze, the smell of herbs and flowers, admire the first sticky leaves.

In the spring there are changes in nature. Tell the children about this. Pay attention that the sun has already risen higher, it is dazzlingly shining, the day is lengthening. Look at the sky. Ask the child what the sky was like in winter and what it is now. In winter the sky was gray, but now it's blue. You can see clouds in the sky, which sometimes the wind drives. Consider clouds. Find similarities with animals with your baby: what clouds look like. This is a very exciting activity.

If you still have snow, watch how it melts and small streams run. Listen with your baby to how he murmurs. See where the stream runs? Children love to play near streams: they launch paper boats, nutshells, tree bark. It's very fun and interesting!

See how the buds swell on the trees. We cut a branch of cherry and lilac and watched the buds open. Admire the first snowdrops with your children. You can tell them the legend of Spring and the snowdrop. .)

A. N. Tolstoy "Spring has come"

MM. Prishvin "Spring miniatures"

I. S. Sokolov-Mikitov "Spring"

V. Suteev "Spring"

"How spring overcame winter" - Russian folk tale

L.F. Voronkov "New galoshes", as well as the stories of Bianchi, N. Sladkov, G. Skrebitsky about nature, about animals. Yulia and I read little stories about animals. She really likes it. He listens with great pleasure.

Spring stories. L. Pestin

STARLING

The air is still and cool. Light frost. There are grains of ice on last year's sheet, thin ice gleams in the ruts. It seems that spring has stopped on the threshold, and winter does not want to leave - it would be goodbye to pass through the earth with blizzards!

I am going through the grove. Quiet. Suddenly, a starling flew down from a tree straight onto the road. He shook himself, fluffed himself up and quickly jumped on the frost-bound ground, as if he wanted to say:

And here we are!

FIRST

He was born in the morning. He parted last year's foliage, looked out and froze, surprised: there was snow all around.

It's cold here, - the willow said to the snowdrop. - I would sit in the ground, it's warmer there. Upstart!

And the snowdrop spread its petals and reached up. He was the first. He went to investigate.

snowdrops,

In the forest, in the copses and groves, snow still hides here and there. Snowdrops appeared on the thawed patches. And some broke through a thin layer of snow, looked out, turned blue: once, life goes on.

STREAM

The stream was born in the forest. I broke out into a spacious meadow and, joyfully. murmuring like spring, he ran to the river. Young grass grew green around her. Every day she became thicker. Then dandelions sparkled in it with golden splashes.

The waters have gone. Dry stream. But in the place where he had once fled, life went on. Flowers bloomed and grass grew.

FOR ALL

Sunny spring bunnies on the windowsill. The girl catches them with her hand.

Vasya, why is the sun running away? - she asks her brother.

Because the sun is for everyone, - the boy answers.

FRIENDS

There are three oak trees in the grove through which I walk: two of them support the third. He was broken by the wind and fell on the branches of neighboring oak trees, and so he remained standing, leaning on them. I look at the oak trees and think: "So it happens with people."

DEW

Shining, smiling spring sun. And as if responding to a smile, everything around sparkles. Trees drop diamond drops.

It's dew, granddaughter.

No, grandfather, it's the trees that cry. From happiness. Spring, after all, says the grandson, sitting down to his grandfather.

Watch videos and listen to the sounds of nature in spring. They are very soothing.

Read works about spring to children, rejoice with them in the beauty of nature, love and respect your loved ones. Health to you and spring mood!

Read, leave your comments, share your experience.

Short stories about nature in the spring season by Prishvin Mikhail Mikhailovich convey the sonorous and playful mood of spring, which cheerfully and persistently awakens nature after a long winter sleep.

The beginning of the spring of light

On the eighteenth of January it was minus 20 in the morning, and in the middle of the day it was dripping from the roof. This whole day, from morning to night, seemed to bloom and shine like a crystal. The firs, covered with snow, stood like alabaster, and all day changed colors from pink to blue. A fragment of a pale moon hung in the sky for a long time, while below, along the horizon, colors were distributed.

Everything about that first day of the spring of light was perfect, and we spent it hunting. Despite the severe frost, the hares lay down tightly, and not in the swamps, as they are supposed to go to bed in frost, but in the fields, in the bushes, in the islands near the edge of the forest.

spring frost

The frost and the northern storm that night broke into the business of the sun and messed up so much: even the blue violets were covered with snow crystals and broke in their hands, and it seemed that even the sun was ashamed to get up this morning in such shame.

It was not easy to correct everything, but the sun in the spring cannot be put to shame, and already at eight o'clock in the morning on a roadside puddle, open to the sun's rays, riders galloped.

Road at the end of March

During the day, all spring birds flock to the spring road to feed; at night, in order not to get stuck up to the ears in granular snow, animals also pass along the same road. And for a long time, along the red road, along the manure that protects the ice from melting, a man will ride in a sleigh.

The road is gradually becoming a dam for spring streams running towards it. A man and his boy were riding on a sleigh when a whole lake merged from the streams on one side of the road. The water pressed against the dam with great force, and when a new stream added water, the dam could not stand it, it broke, and the noisy stream crossed the path of those riding on sledges.

First streams

I heard a light take-off of a bird with a dove gurgle and rushed to the dog to check whether it was true that woodcocks had flown in. But Kenta ran quietly. I went back to admire the spill and again heard the same dove-gurgling sound on the go. And more and more.

I finally got the idea to stop moving when I heard that sound. And little by little the sound became continuous, and I realized that somewhere under the snow the smallest stream was singing like that. I liked it so much that I went, listening to other streams, with surprise distinguishing their different creatures by the voice.

spring stream

I listened to the water. The water rolled noiselessly along the meadow hollow, only occasionally there was a trickle with a trickle, and this splashed. And listening, waiting for the next surge, I asked myself, why is this? Maybe the snow up there, from under which the stream flowed, collapsed from time to time, and this event in the life of the stream here was transmitted by the collision of streams, or maybe. Little can be! After all, if you only delve into the life of one spring stream, it turns out that you can understand it perfectly only if you understand the life of the universe, conducted through itself.

water spring

The snow is still deep, but so granular that even a hare falls to the ground and scratches the snow above with its belly.

After the road, the birds fly to feed on the fields, on those places where it has become black.

All the birches in the rain seem to cry joyfully, sparkling drops fly down, go out in the snow, which is why little by little the snow becomes granular.

The last crunchy remains of ice on the road - they are called shards. And that ice bed, along which the stream ran, was also washed away, and it softened under water: on this yellow bed, the hare, running across to the other side at night, left traces.

Song of the water

The spring of water collects related sounds, sometimes you can’t understand for a long time what it is - water gurgles, or black grouse mutter, or frogs purr. Everything merges together into one song of water, and according to everything, the snipe bleats over it, in agreement with the water, the woodcock wheezes and the bittern mysteriously hoots: all this strange song of birds came out of the song of spring water.

spring cleaning

A few more days, some week - and nature will begin to cover all this incredible rubbish in the forest with flowers, grasses, green mosses, thin young growth. It is touching to watch how nature carefully removes its yellow, dry and dead skeleton twice a year, once in spring it closes it from our eyes with flowers, another time in autumn with snow.

The walnuts and alders are still blooming, and their golden earrings are still smoking from the touch of the birds, but they do not live in them now, but their time has passed. Now blue flower beds with an asterisk surprise and dominate with their multitude and beauty. Occasionally comes across, but also surprising, wolf's bast.

The ice melted on the forest road, dung remained, and this dung, as if sensing it, flew from spruce and pine cones many seeds.

bird cherry

Sympathizing with the fallen birch, I rested on it and looked at the big bird cherry, then forgetting it, then again returning to it in amazement: it seemed to me that the bird cherry immediately before my eyes was dressing in its transparent clothes, made as if from green noise, yes , among the gray yet undressed trees and frequent bushes, it was green, and at the same time, through this greenery, I saw behind it frequent white birch trees. But when I got up and wanted to say goodbye to the green bird cherry, it seemed to me that there were no birch trees behind it. What is it? Or I myself invented it, as if there were birch trees, or. or the bird cherry got dressed while I was resting.

spring coup

During the day in the sky there were "cat's tails" at one height, at another - a huge innumerable fleet of cumulus clouds floated. We could not find out what was coming and what was passing: a cyclone or an anticyclone.

Now, in the evening, everything had an effect: it was on this evening that the long-awaited coup took place, the transition from an undressed spring to a green spring.

M. Prishvin "Seasons"

So spring has come ... Happy Spring to you, friends !!! I love spring very much... Yes, all seasons are good, and each is beautiful in its own way. But here is the amazing magic, the beautiful awakening from the sleep of everything and everything around, this miracle exists only in spring ... In the heading "" we will talk about it today, about spring, which gives hope, awakens the most wonderful feelings in us and makes us believe in the most incredible!

For children about spring

Spring is a very interesting and amazing time of the year. It is in the spring that it is so fresh and easy to breathe, the sun appears, for which we all yearned so much for the winter. In the spring you can find so many unusual things around, the main thing is to look around properly, and spring will seem to you and your baby a fairy tale no worse than a snowy winter. Spring is very beautiful and bright. No wonder there is an interesting legend about her arrival.

The legend of the origin of Spring

One day the Sun descended to earth in the form of a beautiful girl. The sun wanted to have fun, to rejoice with people. The Evil Serpent stole and closed the Sun in his palace. The birds stopped singing, all people, especially children, forgot what cheerful laughter, friendly smiles, kind looks are. The world plunged into sadness and despondency. One brave young man volunteered to save the Sun. For a whole year he searched for the palace of the Serpent. All the same, he found and challenged him to battle.

He fought all day and night. A sharp and cold wind blew on Earth. It snowed in large flakes. It seemed that the bad weather would never end.

But the brave young man, of course, defeated the evil Serpent. The bad weather immediately stopped: the wind calmed down, the snow began to melt ... And the sun rose to the sky, illuminating the whole world. Nature began to revive, people were delighted, but only the brave young man did not have time to see spring. His warm blood dripped onto the snow. The last drop has fallen. A brave young man has died. Where the snow melted, white flowers grew - snowdrops, heralds of spring. ()

Nature observations in spring

With the advent of spring, general rejoicing and awakening begins. Everything around is gradually changing. Nature changes slowly, but with each new day you can notice something completely new and wonderful.

With the advent of spring, the sun shines more and more and rises higher, the day gets longer. The snow begins to melt, spring streams are running with might and main, spring drops are dripping cheerfully and fervently. The ice that fettered the lakes and rivers does not stand up either, becomes covered with cracks and gradually breaks, starting the ice drift. At this moment, the flood is in full swing, the lowlands are flooded with melt water. The weather is very changeable, then the bright sun shines, then suddenly a strong wind begins to blow.

How animals, birds and insects live

Feeling the sun and the approaching heat, insects crawl out after a long winter hibernation. Migratory birds return from the south to their native lands. One of the first to be seen are rooks, then starlings, larks and wagtails arrive. Animals wake up after winter, a bear with cubs crawls out of the den, a badger crawls out of its hole. Animals change their coat, molt by spring, hares and squirrels also change the color of their coats for the summer version.

How plants grow

Plants also feel how warm the spring sun is, and begin to come to life. From the roots, the juice rises to the buds that are about to swell, and the leaves will soon begin to appear.

The willow is the first to bloom - the first harbinger of spring. Soon alder and hazel will dress up in fluffy buds.

Everywhere from under the ground, the first flowers of spring make their way out to the sun - coltsfoot and lungwort. Gardens are filled with bright colors, where fruit trees bloom in late spring.

Features of human activity in the spring

With the advent of spring, not only animals and plants wake up. A person also feels a surge of strength. There is a lot of work at this time, especially outside the city. After all, it is necessary to cultivate the land, and then sow millet, barley and rye. Also at this time, greens, onions, carrots are sown.

And what about sports in the spring?

You can play sports at any time of the year. However, in the spring it is doubly pleasant to do this. The temperature is optimal, the air is fresh, and the soul is in a great mood. In the spring, when the day is long and bright, when everything around starts to dry out, you can start running in the park. For the more active, you can offer roller skating or cycling. Also now in many parks they hold exercises and dance master classes.

Spring in Literature

Tales about spring

Perhaps the most famous fairy tale about spring is the Russian folk tale "", which tells about the confrontation between Winter and Spring, in which a warm and gentle spring still wins, legally coming into its own.

It is noteworthy that in Japanese culture there is also an interesting fairy tale about spring. It is called "The Nightingale House". It tells about a lumberjack who disobeyed his wife and looked out the coveted window.

An interesting and informative fairy tale by S. Prokofieva "". Little Freckle seeks out and protects freckled children.

And do not forget our favorite heroes of E. Uspensky by reading the fairy tale "".

Spring stories

Many authors once dedicated their creations to the beautiful spring and its ringing melodic drops. After all, writing about spring is a pleasure! The outstanding writer A. N. Tolstoy wrote about spring in the story “Spring has come”.

If you want to know how a spring day begins in the steppe, then you can read “The Steppe in Spring” by the talented writer A.I. Kuprin. To get an idea about spring in general, you can read more short story"Spring Miniatures".

All these small works will definitely add mood and help you and your baby better understand spring and all the changes associated with its onset. An extremely informative and exciting journey into the spring.

Proverbs about spring

April with water, May with grass.
May, May, don't take off your coat.
Whoever does not start sowing in March forgets about his good.
Spring is our father and mother, whoever does not sow will not gather.
Spring is red during the day.
Spring will show everything.
Martok - put on two trousers.
March frost on the nose sits.
No matter how angry the blizzard is, everything blows in the spring.
Water flowed from the mountains - brought spring.
Prepare the sleigh from spring, and the wheels from autumn.
In the spring you will miss a day, you will not return a year.
Sow the day before, harvest the week before.
Sow in the weather - more offspring.
Who sows early, does not lose seeds.
Whoever hopes for heaven sits without bread.
In the spring, you will fall behind for an hour, you will not catch up during the day.
Spring is red during the day.

Riddles about spring

The snow is melting
The meadow came to life
The day is coming...
When does this happen? ( spring)

Maples, lindens and oaks
I give new leaves,
I invite cute birds
Return from the south
And I'm escorting you north
Winter friend. ( Spring)

I water the crops
Full of movement.
My name is...( Spring)

A huge collection of riddles about spring is in the article "".

Spring in painting

It's amazing how different people see spring differently. We can verify this by looking at some spring paintings by famous artists. For example, the painting by Arkhip Ivanovich Kuindzhi " Early spring". She is stunningly bright and positive, apparently, spring is already in full swing on her.

Let's look at another painting by the famous Russian artist A. Savrasov “The Rooks Have Arrived”, here the landscape is more gray, as if winter had not yet completely given way to spring, and if it weren’t for the rooks, it could easily be confused.

Pictures on the spring theme were also painted by Isaac Ilyich Levitan. For example, this is "March"

and Spring. Big water.

Landscape painters are happy to draw what they see around in the spring, because it is at this time that they are literally overwhelmed by a wave of inspiration. See the amazing paintings of K. F. Yuon "March Sun"

and "Spring Sunny Day".

They are amazingly bright, lively and perfectly cheer up. It immediately becomes clear why artists are so fond of depicting life in the spring.

And if many paint the first days, still very early spring, then in I. S. Ostroukhov's "First Greenery" spring already feels like a full-fledged mistress, leaves and the first grass are blooming with might and main.

To all of the above and what we have seen, we will add the animation loved by children and watch the cartoon “What is Spring”:

You can watch many more wonderful cartoons about spring.

Spring is a magical island of joy in nature. Everything in it is wonderful - and amazing metamorphoses, and the awakening of nature and not only, and the mood, and the growing sunny day, giving us such the right vitamin D...

Here is a story about spring we got. And here are more topics of spring in my articles of past years. Click on the links below:

With love,

Lyudmila Potsepun.

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Composition Spring rain grade 4, 5, 6

Any phenomenon associated with the spring period causes a holiday in the soul. After all, it is at this time that all living things around awaken, the world is transformed in all its manifestations.

Essay Forest in spring

Spring! With the advent of spring, a new life is born, because at this time the whole nature... And the forest wakes up from hibernation in the spring, comes to life. You look and marvel at how he draws strength to be transformed, to change clothes.

April is the most beautiful month of the year. At this time, the real spring comes. She has already come into her own. The snow has already melted in places, the sun is shining brightly, the days are getting longer. Light fluffy clouds float across the sky.

Composition Snowdrop Grade 4

Snowdrop is a beautiful spring flower. Everything around is waking up after a long winter sleep. There are no leaves on the trees yet. There is still snow in the forests in the clearings, but the flower is already making its way to the sun.

Composition First day of spring

Spring is a wonderful time of the year, when nature wakes up, everything blooms around, pleases with its renewal. It is also possible that there is snow on the street and it is quite cold at night, but the approach of heat is already felt in the air.

I woke up from some knocking. Opening his eyes, he realized that the sun had not yet risen, and decided to try to sleep again. But all my attempts were in vain. In addition, the knock did not give rest.

It is necessary to describe the pictures of spring. Actually, it would be easier for me personally to draw with paints than with words! But I will try, because spring is my favorite season. First you wait for this spring, you wait.

Spring is the most extraordinary time of the year. Nature comes alive in spring. In spring, the snow melts and the first green grass appears. In the spring you can hear the birds singing. In the spring the sun shines and the mood immediately becomes better.

During spring break, my dad and I decided to make bird feeders and birdhouses so as not to miss the moment when migratory birds return again. To do this, we hung structures right in our yard.

Any long winter come to an end. Spring is coming. In spring, all nature wakes up after hibernation. Early spring time is deceptive. At this time, it may snow or frosts return.

We all know that after winter comes spring. Some people associate it with new life, with the approach of summer, and someone with slush and mud

Spring according to the calendar comes in March. But sometimes she is late. And then it snows again. The days are getting longer than in winter. Snow melts. puddles form

After a long and painfully cold winter, the long-awaited spring has finally come, which brought warmth and bright sun

With each onset of spring, the snow melts, the first flowers bloom, birds return from warm lands and delight with their chirping. From the first appearance of the sun, spring water flows along the roads and pleases all the kids. Streams of dirty water flow non-stop

I like to go to the forest in April. I love listening to how nature wakes up in spring. When the snow begins to melt, the murmur of streams is heard everywhere.

Spring time for many people is the most favorite time of the year, because with its onset, nature awakens to life after hibernation.

Spring is a wonderful time of the year. She has her bright colors and beautiful music.

Spring does not come alone, it brings with it what has been sleeping soundly all winter. No, I'm not talking about bears! And not about green leaves on tree branches. I'm talking about the strength and energy that spring brings with it.

It would seem that the winter frosts have just ended and the snow has just recently melted, but the city has already changed. Small bonfires are smoldering from last year's foliage, in the park and in the flowerbeds the first greenery is rapidly stretching towards the sun, children's voices are increasingly heard

Birds are easily recognizable animals. They originated from a group of small dinosaurs, whose body eventually became covered with feathers, and whose wings were formed from the forelimbs. There are more than 8,700 species of birds on earth, and more and more species are being discovered.

Spring comes and winter drives away. With the advent of March, the rays of the sun begin to break through the clouds more and more often. In some places you can still see the ice, which insidiously hides under the snow. Cool air reminds that winter stubbornly does not want to leave.

From year to year, tired of the cold, we are waiting for the first rays of the sun and spring drops. We look forward to the winter, with its dragging evenings, frosts, and sometimes slush.

Composition Spring has come

Snow is melting outside the window, buds are already visible on the trees, happy schoolchildren are running to school through the puddles, nature is being renewed, birds are returning from warm countries, there is some special smell in the air. This is how spring comes. Nature wakes up and comes out of winter sleep, around the happy faces of people who are waiting for warm spring days.

But until recently, embittered and frozen people were in a hurry to work, there was no pleasant ringing of birds outside the window and there was no such spring-like warming sun. It was terribly hard to get up in the morning, only an annoying alarm clock made me gain strength and go about my business.

Spring comes somehow completely suddenly, it doesn’t even always depend on the date and day of the week on the calendar, you can only feel it. It cannot be confused with anything - a small pleasant shiver passes through the body, a feeling of some kind of inexplicable joy, an expectation of something new, the birth of some sweet feelings covers.

Together with nature, all the sensations and feelings of a person wake up. No wonder it is believed that the most beautiful time for love is spring. People at this time, as a rule, find a soul mate, someone finds the strength to start something new and change something in their lives. Routine work no longer seems so exhausting and unpleasant.

Any natural changes are reflected in a person. You walk down the street, inhale this smell of the approaching spring, and a smile involuntarily forms on your face. You look back, and there are also a thousand happy people just like you, who are also watching the sudden changes with awe and joy.

For students, this is also a special time. For example, those who complete their studies may have to make the choice of a lifetime. It is necessary to decide on a profession and prepare for exams and admission. Someone thinks with regret that they will have to leave school, someone, on the contrary, with confidence and expectation, is waiting for new acquaintances and fateful meetings from adulthood.

Spring is a time of change, new meetings and pleasant acquaintances. From watching how nature comes to life, every cell of the body is renewed, some inexplicable unity with nature and a feeling of infinite happiness are felt in the soul.

For grade 4

We have four seasons. Winter, spring, summer and autumn. I like them all, but most of all spring. When she comes, it's so fresh outside.

In the spring, animals wake up, birds fly from warm countries. And when they sing in the morning, it's just breathtaking. The first snowdrop flowers appear. They are very beautiful, and green grass also appears on it so it's nice to run barefoot. The first buds appear on the trees and how good it is to watch them. Somehow I plucked a branch from a tree, brought it home and put it in a half jar and watched it every day. It was so wonderful, her buds were growing every day, and one fine day, when I woke up and saw a gently green leaf coming out of a bud. It smelled like spring, it was just wonderful.

This branch I had only one, but on the street nature had thousands of them, and when they all bloom at once, it's just amazing beauty. That's why I love spring.

Spring composition

Spring is the most beautiful time of the year. Nature begins to wake up after the cold winter days... The snow begins to melt and streams run along the roads. When there is no trace of snowdrifts, fluffy green grass begins to break through, which covers everything around. There are a huge number of colorful flowers that delight the eye.

Birds that have flown south return home and begin to sing their flooding songs that you can listen to for hours. Animals that were hibernating in winter wake up.

The sun begins to shine even brighter and warms everything around with its rays. In the evening, it is no longer dark outside the window, as the days in spring become longer. The buds on the trees begin to swell, which means that very soon everything around will become beautiful and blooming. Passing by trees, you can enjoy a pleasant floral aroma. In spring, even the smell of the air changes, which becomes clean and light. After a spring rain, it smells especially fresh. The spring sky is different from any other time of the year. It becomes bright and clean, and curly clouds resemble various animals.

All people wake up in spring together with nature. They no longer want to stay at home, and they begin to spend more time on the street. It creates a kind of holiday atmosphere. Trips out of town, picnics, cycling and just ordinary walks in the park are becoming more frequent.

The mood after winter changes in better side... Everyone becomes more joyful and active. Spring weather pleases everyone without exception, both old people and children, who begin to spend the whole day on the street without noticing the onset of the evening. A variety of natural colors brings positive emotions and love into the life of every person, and memories of a wonderful time remain in memory for a lifetime.

Spring is knocking on the window, a breath of spring

Spring is my favorite time of the year. Its onset is considered the appearance of snowdrops. The animals in the forest wake up. At this time, the snow melts and the sun begins to warm, which every morning knocks on the windows with its rays. It's getting warm outside.

The grass begins to turn green, and green leaves bloom on the trees. In the spring, birds fly home from warm countries. They need to build houses so that they have a place to live. During the day, their chirping is constantly heard, which is similar to the melody of a song. In spring, all people spend a lot of time outdoors. Children are constantly playing in the yard. It seems to me that spring is the most beautiful nature because everything is blooming and the sun is constantly shining.

Essay about Spring for grade 7

Yesterday I spent half an hour in the morning wrapping myself up in warm clothes. Then I reluctantly went out into the street, where it was cold and the wind blew up my collar, despite the fact that I wrapped myself in a scarf. I hurried to and from classes, not paying attention to what was happening on the street. But spring changed everything. Now, when I wake up, I don’t shake from the cold, I happily go outside in the morning, enjoying the fresh spring air, and the road to school and back is a wonderful opportunity to take a walk and see the streets of my native city again, which I didn’t notice yesterday. Now the time that I spent watching TV or computer, I can happily spend on walks on the street. It's not even about what I'm going to do. After all, a good mood from the weather is now added to everything. And also from the lightness when you take off heavy shoes and put on light spring shoes. And from the fact that you no longer need to rush somewhere. That yesterday at this time it was already dark outside, but now it is still warm and the sun is shining.

If I could choose which season from the existing ones should remain on Earth permanently, I would choose spring. It is not as hot as summer and not as rainy as autumn. This is the time when everything blooms and comes to life, and there are no cold snaps or rains ahead. There is only sun and a light breeze in the evenings. There is a good and light mood. There are forces to do something new and plan for the future. There is only a positive attitude and it seems that everything in this world is possible, if only you really want and try hard. And in the spring there is a lot of strength for efforts! I associate it with smiles and laughter, with the smell of a blossoming apple tree and evening bonfires. With the first picnics in nature, walks in the forest and school trips. And also with flowers that, with their appearance, speak of the arrival of spring. That's why spring is a great time.

Spring! Great time! Short mini essay.

It's time, it's time, what's the time? It's time to take off the warm jackets and hats that our parents insist on making us wear. It's time to make plans for the summer and dream about how soon you can swim in the river. Time to clean out your closet, your briefcase, your head. Yes, yes, in the head, this is a very important part of cleaning! You need to understand what you want and what you need, remove all unnecessary negative thoughts and laziness and start acting. If someone wants to get good grades at the end of the year, then in the spring it's time to make an effort to study. Spring is the time to try something new. And in the spring it's time to just enjoy life!

Spring Tales: 11 educational fairy tales in pictures and tasks for children. We introduce children to the world around us.

Tales about spring

In the article you will find a selection entertaining educational fairy tales about spring in pictures and tasks for children. Use them on a walk, when looking at spring paintings and photographs, in conversations about spring.

discuss it,
on a walk, observe the phenomena that are spoken of in a fairy tale.
act out dialogues from a fairy tale with toys or pictures.
come up with a continuation of the fairy tale, in which new characters will participate.

In the article you will find 11 fairy tales about spring for children different ages - from preschool to junior school, as well as two cartoons - fairy tales about spring ("Spring Tale" and "Snow Maiden").

Tales about spring: How to hear spring in the forest?

Spring can be seen on the street, in a photograph, in a painting. Can you hear spring? How? Try with your child on a walk or on the way to Kindergarten, kids club, to the store, to visit to listen to spring. How to understand by the sounds that spring has come? (drops of icicles drip, streams ring, birds sing, etc.)

Hear Vesna's tale of her secrets and how you can hear her.

E. Shim. Spring.

“Do you hear?
Light drops evoke, streams splash, waves rumble with strings ... Louder, more joyful music!
It's me, Spring, now I'm going through the forest. I have a team of twelve of the fastest streams. They spread their foamy manes, rush from the hillocks, make their way in the dirty snow. Nothing will stop them!
Fly, my silver horses - hey, hey! Ahead lies a deserted land, fallen asleep in a dead sleep. Who will wake her up, who will call her to life?
I, Spring, will do it.
I have handfuls full of living water. I will sprinkle the earth with this water, and immediately everything around will come to life ...
Look - I waved my hand, and - the rivers wake up ... here they rise, swell ... break the green ice above them!
Look, I waved again and - trees and bushes are awakening ... branches are straightening ... sticky buds are unfolding!
Look - for the third time I waved my hand, and - all small living creatures fell asleep ... birds from the far south fly ... animals get out of dark holes!
Move, forest people, you will sleep! I myself am in a hurry - I am in a hurry and I do not order others to lie in place. Hurry up, otherwise a violent spill will catch up, surround you, someone will have to swim.
I can't wait, I have a long way to go. From the southern edge of the earth to the northern, to the most icy seas, I must rush on my frisky horses.
And then Frost is stubborn, at night, stealthily throws an ice bridle on my horses. He wants to detain me, stop me, turn living water into dead water.
But I won't give in to him.
In the morning the sun will inflame my horses, they will rush again and hit the road - and destroy all the ice barriers.
And again the bright drops evoke, again the streams splash, again they rumble ... Sings living water and the earth wakes up to a new life!”

Journey to the spring forest. After reading the fairy tale, invite the child to imagine that you are in the forest in the spring. What sounds will you hear? And what sounds of Spring did you and your children hear in a fairy tale (reread the words from the story:

“Rivers are waking up… here they are rising, swell… breaking the green ice above them!” - and ask - "If the rivers rise, break the ice, then what can be heard ?,
“every small living creature fell asleep” - what are these sounds? So, what else can be heard in the spring forest?
“birds from the far south are flying” - what can you hear?
“I have a team of twelve of the fastest streams. They spread their foamy manes, rush from the hillocks, make their way in the dirty snow. Nothing will stop them!" What kind of sounds do we hear in spring?

Discuss with children:“Why does the fairy tale say that “the sun will inflame the horses”? What kind of horses are in spring? How will the sun warm them up? What kind of ice bridle does Frost put on the horses of spring? (it covers them with ice at night, and in the morning and in the afternoon the ice melts, and streams run). It is very important that the children themselves try to figure out what kind of horses they are, discover for themselves this figurative comparison - streams are like horses in a team of Spring, on which she rides on the ground.

Draw Spring in her harness.

Ask the child:“How does spring keep the forest people from sleeping? How does she wake them up? Reread the passage: “Move, forest people, you will sleep! I myself am in a hurry - I am in a hurry and I do not order others to lie in place. Hurry up, otherwise a violent spill will catch up, surround you, someone will have to swim. Tell me about the spring flood.

The following fairy tales about spring will help you tell about the flood.

Tales of Spring: Spring Flood

G. Ladonshchikov. Bear

"Without need and without anxiety
The bear was sleeping in his lair.
Slept all winter until spring
And, probably, I saw dreams.
Suddenly, the clubfoot woke up,
Hears: caplet! -
Here's the trouble!
Fumbled in the dark with his paw
And jumped up
Around the water!
The bear hurried up:
Fills - not to sleep!
He got out and saw:
puddle,
The snow melts…
Spring has come."

And that's how it was - listen to a fairy tale.

N. Sladkov Bear and the Sun

“Water leaked into the den - the Bear got his pants wet.
- So that you, slush, dry up completely! - scolded the Bear. - Here I am now!
It's not me, Medvedushka, that's to blame. The snow is to blame. Began to melt, let the water. And my business is water - I flow downhill.
- Oh, so it's Snow's fault? Here I am now! roared the Bear.
Snow whitened, frightened. He creaked in fright:
It's not me, Bear, to blame. The sun is to blame. So hot, so burned - melt here!
Ah, so it was the Sun that got my pants wet? - the Bear barked. - Here I am now!
What now"?
You can't grab the sun with your teeth, you can't get it with your paw. Shines to himself. Snow drowns, drives water into the lair. Wet the bear's pants.
There is nothing to do - the Bear got out of the den. He grumbled, grumbled, and squinted. Dry your pants. Meet the spring."

This story is very good for dramatization. Here are the figures that you can use to act out the dialogues from the fairy tale. You can make a simple finger theater or figurines on magnets or for a carpet maker.

You will find information on how to easily and quickly make a finger theater with children in the section “Dialogs-dramatizations”

E. Shim. Elk and mouse

“- What are you, moose, puffing?
- The river has overflowed. I swam through it, almost drowned ... Fu-u!
“Think about it, you bastard!” I've done more than you.
- Why did you suffer?
- And my mink has a puddle. She flooded all my housing, cut off all the paths ... I have been swimming on a knot for the third day!

E. Shim. fox and magpie

"Ahhhh!..
— Be healthy, Lisonka!
- You will be healthy here ... The snow is wet everywhere, the streams have overflowed, it is dripping from the trees. Not only the paws - the tail is damp through and through. At least squeeze it and hang it on a bush!

Read the story "The Woodpecker, the Hares and the Bear" and act it out with toys, pictures or finger theatre. Play out plastic sketches - the bear is sleeping, the bear woke up, the bear was frightened and angry that the water got wet, the bear was delighted to find sweet roots in the ground, the bear sings a spring song.

E. Shim. Woodpecker, hares and bear

“The snow began to melt in the forest, the hollow water rose and flooded the bear's lair.
The Bear woke up - so hot, what a grief! - a puddle under the belly, cold paws, even wet hair on the back of the neck ... He jumped out, shaking, chattering with his teeth.
And outside - it's not sweeter. It drips from all the trees, streams run from the hillocks, lakes have overflowed in the clearings. Nowhere to step dry!
The Bear slaps on the water - angry - wicked, growls:
“Pah, you abyss, what a life has gone! .. It was bad to sleep in the winter, and waking up is on you!” - even worse ... What is such a punishment for ?!
And suddenly he hears a song. Someone defiantly says this:
Knock-knock, bitches are shaking,
Knock, knock, knock!
Fur-fur? sixteen holes,
Dr-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-rr!
The Bear lifted his head and saw a woodpecker in a red cap on a birch. The Woodpecker leaned on his tail-support, beats the birch bark with his nose, giggles - he’s so happy!
- What are you, long-nosed, sang? asks the Bear.
- But why not sing something, grandfather? Spring came!..
- Well, what's good?
"You obviously haven't woken up yet!" Spring is red, you know?!
- Ugh, the abyss! Why did she like you so much?
— How than? Today every day is a holiday, every knot is a treat. So I flew to the birch, I made holes in the bark - knock! Knock! - and look ... sweet juice drips from them. Drink plenty and Praise the Red Spring!
“To whom is sweet juice, and to whom is cold water,” the Bear says. “Shut up, don’t tease, it’s sickening without you.”
Jump through the bush,
Through the hummock,
Back and forth,
Back and forth.
The Bear came closer - he sees: hares are playing in the clearing, chasing each other. They were so merry that they did not notice anything around them.
- “Shush, slanting! - the Bear barked. - what a mess!
- It's spring, grandpa! Spring is red!
“What use is she to you?”
- Yes, Grandpa! Every day we have a holiday, at every step there is a treat. Here they ran to this clearing, and here the green grass has already hatched, you can cram it ... How can one not praise the red spring and glorify it?
“To whom weed, to whom mud and slush,” the Bear says. Get out of here, don't hurt my soul, damned...
Then he wandered, slapping through the puddles with his paws. And the farther into the forest, the more songs and dances. All residents - from small birds to large animals - rejoice with great joy, they celebrate the spring holiday. The forest is ringing, walking!
The Bear sat down on a dry hillock, leaned on his paw, and began to mourn:
- How is it ... Everyone in the forest is fine, I alone have no joy. Am I the worst?
And then the sun came out from behind a cloud. It warmed the Bear's back, the parka curled over the wet skin ... The Bear grunted with pleasure, substitutes its sides. So nice to warm up after the cold!
From the warm earth, too, the park went. The Bear pulled his nose - it smells! .. Familiar, sweet!
He began to dig the earth, turned away the turf - and there the roots became envious. How did he forget about them? After all, you had to regale yourself, in the spring, the roots are juicy, sugarists - you won’t find a better treat!
Then he hears: a song. Someone outputs:
Ooh, ooh, dinner's good
Left side - on the bake,
And behind him - the right side,
I can't feel my feet underneath me
Thank you, spring, comforted!
I looked around - no one was there. And the song was right there!
I did not immediately realize that he himself began to sing.
That's how Spring pleased "

And here is another fairy tale about spring and spring floods. Think with your child how this fabulous spring story ended.

N. Sladkov. Three on one log

“The river overflowed its banks, the water spilled into the sea. Stuck on the island Fox and Hare. The Hare rushes around the island, says:
Ahead of the water, behind the Fox - that's the position!
And the Fox Hare shouts:
Sigai, Hare, to me on a log - you don’t drown!
The island goes under water. The Hare jumped to the Fox on a log - the two of them swam along the river.
Soroka saw them and chirped:
Interesting, interesting ... Fox and Hare on the same log - something will come of it!
The Fox and the Hare are swimming. Magpie flies from tree to tree along the shore.
Here the Hare says:
I remember, before the flood, when I was in the woods, I loved to look at willow branches with passion! So delicious, so juicy...
And for me, - Lisa sighs, - there is nothing sweeter than mice - voles. You won’t believe it, Hare, swallowed them whole, didn’t even spit out the bones!
Aha! - Soroka was alarmed. - It's starting!
She flew up to the log, sat down on a twig and said:
There are no tasty mice on the log. You, Fox, will have to eat the Hare!
The hungry Fox rushed at the Hare, but the log plunged by the edge - the Fox quickly returned to its place. She shouted angrily at Magpie:
Oh, and you are a harmful bird! Neither in the forest nor on the water is there peace from you. So you cling like a burr on the tail!
And Magpie, as if nothing had happened:
Now, Hare, it's your turn to attack. Where has it been seen that the Fox and the Hare get along? Push her into the water, I'll help!
The Hare closed his eyes, rushed at the Fox, but the log swayed - the Hare came back soon. And shouts at Magpie:
What a harmful bird! He wants to destroy us. They deliberately taunt each other!
A log floats on the river, the Hare and the Fox think on the log.

Tales of Spring: Spring Talks in the Forest

In March, hares are born to hares. They are called so - "nastovichok" (from the word - "nast" - a crust in the snow). Wolf cubs appear at the she-wolf. They are born very small and blind. Cubs are also born in other animals.

Here is a spring fairy tale about one such such hare - a baby. It contains a very unusual word "to cram", that is, to make notches.

E. Shim. Everything has its time

“A hare-nastovichok was born in March, when the earth was still covered with white snows.
The Bunny's coat is warm. Hare's milk is satisfying. The Hare sits under a bush, with round eyes looking in all directions. Nothing, you can live ...
Days pass. Bunny grows. And he got bored.
- Well, he says to the Hare, - will it be like this all the time? Sit under a bush White snow look, wait until they feed you milk?
“Wait,” the hare says. - Everything has its time. Soon spring will break out, you will run through the green forest, cram sweet grass.
— Is it coming soon?
Days pass. The sun warms, the snow settles in the forest, there are puddles around the trees.
The bunny is impatient:
- Well, where is the green forest, where is the sweet grass? I don't want to wait any longer!
“Wait,” the hare says. - Everything has its time.
Days pass. The snow is melting in the forest, the drops are clicking, the streams are ringing.
The hare is unbearable:
- Well, where is the green forest? Where is the sweet weed? I won't, I won't wait any longer!
“Wait,” the Hare says again. - Everything has its time.
Days pass. There is a flood in the forest, fogs are creeping over the damp earth, the cries of cranes are heard in the sky.
- Well, - the Hare is sad, - you see, these are fairy tales - about green Forest Yes, weed ... None of this happens in the world. And in vain I waited!
“Look! - The bunny says. – Look back!
The Hare looked around and saw the first green leaves on the birch. Tiny-tiddly! He looked at the ground - and saw how the first blade of grass sprouted. Thin - thin!
And so the Hare was delighted. So cheered up! Jumping on his clumsy paws, shouting:
— Aha! Aha! Spring has flared up! The leaves on the trees are green! Grass is sweet on earth! That's good! That's nice!
“The time for your joy has come,” the Hare grins.
- Yes, - says the Hare, - but how long! I'm all exhausted! Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
“And if you hadn’t waited,” says the Hare, “wouldn’t you be happy with a tiny leaf, a thin blade of grass?”

In the spring, not only hares are born, but also other babies - little animals. Listen to the story about how mothers of animals talked to each other. Before reading, show the child pictures of animals and their cubs and ask them to guess how many children each has. Write down the number or draw in circles the named number. And then read the story and see if the children guessed. This is not a mathematical problem, and the most important thing in it is not to guess and draw a number, but on the contrary, to discover a miracle! – and marvel at the natural world! Therefore, do not tell the kids the correct answer, give them the opportunity to experience the joy of discovery wonderful world nature!

E. Shim. hare family

“At the edge of a birch, forest mothers boasted to each other about their children.
“Oh, what a son I have! mom said Deer.- You can't look at him. The hooves are chiseled, the legs are straight, the neck is tall ... as light as a breeze!
“Mmm, son, of course, is not bad,” said mom Badger.- But where does he care about my children! They are so pretty, so smart! They were born in March, in April they already opened their eyes, and now - would you believe it? - they even run out of the hole ... - And how many of them do you have? Deer asked.
“Of course not one or two. As many as three!
“I can congratulate you,” said my mother. hedgehog... “But still, my children cannot be compared with yours. I have them - five souls! And you know, they already have hair ... and even the needles become hard ... Well, isn't it a miracle?
- Oink! mom said Boar.- Five is good. Well, what do you say if there are ten of them?
Who has ten? - mother Hedgehog was amazed.
— Oink-oink... I have exactly ten, and all as one... oink!.. hairy... oink!.. striped... oink! They squeal so thinly, like birds ... Where else can you find such a family?
Mothers did not have time to agree, when suddenly a voice was heard from the field:
And I have a better family!
- And mom appeared at the edge Hamster.
“Come on,” she said, “try to guess how many kids I have!”
Also ten! grunted Kabanikha's mother.
“Twelve?” asked Badger's mother.
- Fifteen? - whispered the mother of the Hedgehog and was frightened herself, naming such a large number.
— — No matter how! - said mother Hamster - Raise it higher! I have children - eighteen souls, what time! And what is there to talk about fur, about eyes - it's all nonsense. My kids have already started working. Even though they are small, everyone is already digging a mink for themselves, preparing housing. Can you imagine?
- Yes, your family is the most wonderful! All mothers agreed. - Just think: eighteen children - workers!
Mothers would have been surprised for a long time if it hadn’t appeared at the edge of the forest Bunny.
She did not brag, she walked quietly - silently.
No one would have known how many children she had if Mother Deer had not asked:
“Well, how many souls are there in your family?”
“I don’t know,” said the Hare. - Who counted them ... Maybe - a hundred, maybe - a thousand, or maybe - and even more.
— How so?! mothers jumped up. - Can not be!!.
“This is exactly what happens with us,” said the Hare. “We are not used to babysitting with our children. Rabbits are born, we feed them once, and then leave them somewhere under a bush - and goodbye!
- Why? How pitiless! mothers screamed.
- And then, that it is better. The hares will hide under a bush, they will quiet down - neither the wolf nor the fox will find them. And if we were close, we would have brought trouble on them.
But they are small!
- Small, but remote ... And they know how to hide, they see vigilantly, and they hear sensitively. Yes, their coats are warm.
- And who feeds them?
- Yes, any Hare that you meet. After all, we don’t have other people’s children, everyone is relatives. Today I will feed one, tomorrow another. So it turns out that all the hares in the forest are from my family. How many there are, no one knows. Maybe - a hundred, maybe - a thousand, and maybe - and even more. Count, try!
And then all the mothers realized that after all, the most amazing family in the forest is a hare.

Tales of Spring: Migratory Birds

Migratory birds return home in spring. The rooks arrive first. They are not afraid of the cold. Later - starlings, followed by larks.

On the ground, thawed patches appear; on the thawed patches, birds find seeds, bugs, and larvae.

Read to the children a very interesting spring educational fairy tale for children about what happened once on a spring thaw.

N. Sladkov. Whose thaw?

“I saw Forty-first thawed patch - a dark speck on white snow.
- My! - shouted. - My thaw, since I saw it first!
There are seeds on the thawed patch, spider bugs swarm, the lemongrass butterfly lies on its side - it warms up. Magpie's eyes fled, and her beak was already open, but out of nowhere - Rook.
Hello, grow up, already arrived! In winter, she roamed through the crow's garbage dumps, and now on my thawed patch! Ugly!
- Why is she yours? - chirped Magpie. - I saw it first!
“You saw it,” Rook barked, “and I dreamed about her all winter. For a thousand miles to her in a hurry! For her sake warm countries left. Without her, I wouldn't be here. Where there are thawed patches, there we are, rooks. My thaw!
- What is he croaking here! - Magpie rumbled. - All winter in the south, he warmed himself, basked, ate and drank what he wanted, and returned - give him a thawed patch without a queue! And I froze all winter, rushed from the garbage heap to the landfill, swallowed snow instead of water, and now, a little alive, weak, I finally looked out for a thawed patch, and that one is taken away. You, Rook, are only dark in appearance, but you are on your own mind. Shoo from the thawed patch until it pecked at the crown of the head!
Lark flew up to the noise, looked around, listened and chirped:
- Spring, the sun, the sky is clear, and you quarrel. And where - on my thaw! Do not overshadow the joy of meeting her. I want songs!
Magpie and Rook only fluttered their wings.
Why is she yours? This is our thaw, we found it. Magpie waited for her all winter, looked through all her eyes.
And maybe I was in such a hurry from the south to her that I almost dislocated my wings on the way.
- And I was born on it! squeaked the Lark. - If you search, you can also find shells from the egg from which I hatched! I remember, it used to be, in winter in a foreign land, a native nest - and reluctance to sing. And now the song is torn from the beak - even the tongue is trembling.
Lark jumped up onto a bump, closed his eyes, his neck trembled - and the song flowed like a spring stream: it rang, gurgled, murmured. Magpie and Rook gaped their beaks - they listened. They will never sing like that, their throat is not right, they can only chirp and croak.
They would probably have listened for a long time, languishing in the spring sun, but suddenly the earth trembled under their feet, swelled up like a tubercle and crumbled.
And the Mole looked out - sniffed.
Did you hit the thaw hole right away? So it is: the earth is soft, warm, there is no snow. And it smells... Phew! Does it smell like spring? Spring, is it cha, are you upstairs?
Spring, spring, digger! - grumpy shouted Magpie.
- Knew where to please! Grach growled suspiciously. Even if you're blind...
- Why do you need our thaw? creaked Skylark.
The mole sniffed at the Rook, at the Magpie, at the Lark - he sees badly with his eyes! sneezed and said:
I don't need anything from you. And I don't need your thaw. Here I will push the earth out of the hole and back. Because I feel: it's bad for you. Quarrel, almost fight. Moreover, it is light, dry, and the air is fresh. Not like in my dungeon: dark, damp, musty. Grace! You still have some kind of spring here ...
How can you say that? - Lark was horrified. - Do you know, excavator, what spring is!
I don't know and I don't want to know! Mole snorted. - I do not need any spring, I have underground all year round the same.
- In the spring, thawed patches appear, - Magpie, Lark and Rook said dreamily.
And scandals begin on thawed patches, - the Mole snorted again. - And for what? Thaw like thaw.
Don't tell! Soroka jumped up. - And the seeds? And the beetles? Are the sprouts green? All winter without vitamins.
Sit, walk, stretch! Grach barked. - nose in warm earth rummage!
And it’s good to sing over thawed patches! - Skylark soared. - How many thawed patches in the field - so many larks. And everyone sings! There is nothing better than a thaw in spring.
Why are you arguing then? Mole didn't understand. - The lark wants to sing - let him sing. Rook wants to march - let him march.
- Right! - said Magpie. - In the meantime, I'll take care of the seeds and beetles ...
Here the shouting and squabbling began again.
And while they were shouting and quarreling, new thawed patches appeared in the field. Birds scattered over them to meet spring. Sing songs, dig in the warm earth, kill the worm.
Time for me too! - Mole said. And he fell into a place where there is no spring, no thawed patches, no sun and no moon, no wind and no rain. And where even to argue with no one. Where it's always dark and quiet."

Act out a fairy tale with the help of finger theater. Pictures will help you. Cut out the images and make figurines with the children to act out the dialogues from the fairy tale.

Interesting fairy tales - cartoons for children about spring

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You will find all the pictures of this article in high resolution and quality in the presentation “Tales about Spring” in our Vkontakte group “Child Development from Birth to School”(See the section of the "Documents" group under the videos). In the same section you will find and be able to download presentations for free and to all other articles of the Native Path website.

More about spring - games, pictures, materials for classes with children, speech exercises can be found in the articles of the site:

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I wish you all an interesting spring!

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