Riddles from marshak, here is the mailbox. “Evening of riddles based on the works of S

*** He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes. (Rain) *** What is in front of us:
Two shafts behind the ears
In front of the wheel
And a saddle on the nose? (Glasses) *** The blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it. The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the spring tenant,
Talking starling. News is flying in through this door
They spend half an hour together.
The news does not stay for a long time -
Flying in all directions! (Mailbox) *** She set to work,
She screamed and sang.
Come on, come on
Oak, oak,
broke
Tooth. tooth. (Saw) *** We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at dinner - under the table,
And at night - under the bed. (Boots) *** They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated! (Ball) *** Early in the morning outside the window -
Knock, and ringing, and confusion.
On straight steel tracks
There are red houses. Run to the outskirts
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And kicks the alarm with his foot. Turns deftly
Handle in front of the window.
Where the inscription "Stop"
Stops the house. Every now and then on the playground
People enter from the street.
And the hostess in order
Gives everyone tickets. (Tram)
*** Who, on the run of a pair of clubs,
blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
Yes, and me with you? (Train)
*** Ask me
How I work.
around the axis
I spin mine. (Wheel) *** Its spring and summer
We saw dressed. And in the fall from the poor thing
They ripped off all the shirts. But winter blizzards
They dressed him in furs. (Tree)
*** Was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun
And now I'm ripe. Holding on to a cane,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You eat me and the bone
Bury in your garden. (Cherry) *** On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man. But every day he lost weight
And finally completely disappeared. (Calendar)
*** We walk at night,
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave. We hit right
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us! (Watch)
*** In the Linen country
Along the River Bed
The ship is sailing
Back, then forward.
And behind him such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle to be seen! (Iron)
*** Musician, singer, storyteller,
And all - a circle and a box. (Gramophone)
*** In the snowy field on the way
My one-legged horse rushes
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark. (Feather) *** I am the most lively worker
In a workshop.
I prick that there is urine
Day-to-day. How I envy the couch potato
What is lying around without use,
I'll pin it to the board
Yes, how I will knock on the head! The poor thing will hide in the board -
You can barely see his cap. (Hammer and nail) *** I only keep on the go,
And if I do, I will fall. (Bicycle) *** He is your portrait,
Looks like you in every way.
Are you laughing -
He laughs too.
you jump -
He jumps towards you.
cry -
He cries with you. (Reflection in the mirror) *** Although he did not leave for a moment
you from the day you were born
You didn't see his face
But only reflections. (You yourself) *** We are similar to each other.
If you make faces at me
I make faces too. (Reflection in the mirror) *** I am your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the dark
On a lonely ship
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult with me:
I will swing, I will tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north. (Compass) *** Stands in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water. (Fountain) *** In the hut -
Hut,
On the hut -
Pipe. I lit a torch
Put it on the threshold
Noisy in the hut
Buzzed in the pipe. People see the flame
And it doesn't extinguish. (Bake)
*** I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
Heart warmed by gasoline
Knocking in my chest. I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my wolf voice
Scares people on the way. (Car) *** Here is a green mountain,
It has a deep hole.
What a miracle! What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind itself. (Steam locomotive) *** From the dungeon of a hundred sisters
Released into space
Take them carefully
Rub your head against the wall
Strike deftly once and twice -
The head will light up. (Matches)
*** My heart buddy
In a tea trust, the chairman:
All family in the evening
He treats with tea. He is a tough guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although not large in stature,
And puffs like a steam engine. (Samovar) *** Wooden road,
She goes up slowly:
Whatever step -
That is a ravine. (Step-ladder) *** How the four brothers went
Somersault under the trough,
Carried me with you
On the pole road. (Four wheels) *** Behind the glass door
Someone's heart is beating
Quiet so
Quiet so. (Hours) *** Along the paths, along the paths
He is running.
And give it a boot -
He flies. They throw him up and sideways
In the meadow
They butt his head
On the run. (Ball) *** We caught our river,
They brought her home
Fired up the stove
And swim in the winter. (Plumbing) *** Like a leafless branch,
I am straight, dry, thin.
You met me often
In a student's diary. (Unit) *** There is a boy in my house
Three and a half years.
He ignites without fire
There is light throughout the apartment. He clicks once -
We have light.
He clicks once -
And the light went out. (Electric light bulb) *** I rule a horned horse.
If this horse
I will not put on the fence,
He will fall without me. (Bicycle) *** She lets me in the house
And he gets out.
Locked up at night
She keeps my dream. She is neither in the city nor in the yard
Doesn't ask for a walk.
For a moment look into the corridor -
And back into the room. (Door)

Since childhood, we all know very well Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak, a Russian Soviet poet who wrote a lot of books for the smallest and most inquisitive readers. It is the riddles of Marshak that attract children, and they read them with pleasure and try to unravel what is encrypted in these lines, what is at stake, who is the hero of riddles-poems.

Every age has its own poems

So, let's try to get better acquainted with the work of the master of pen and ink.

In each of his numerous collections, Samuil Yakovlevich tried to arrange poems into thematic sections. It was in this way that the last collection of poems for children was compiled, which was prepared during the author's lifetime. The compilers of the remaining volumes of his works, which were published after Marshak's death, did the same. The poet was sure that in books for children it is most convenient to distribute poems according to age criteria. Of course, there are no sharply defined boundaries in the perception of works by kids. The author only helps young readers to join the verses as such, and also try to guess what the lines say.

Who is hardest to write for?

According to Samuil Yakovlevich himself, it is books for the smallest - with fairy tales, poems and riddles - that are the most difficult genre of children's literature. Once he recalled how his son, who at that time was not even two years old, asked him to read a book aloud to him. Marshak began to read, but soon realized that the little one did not like any of the proposed poems and did not make any impression. Then he began to tell him a story. At first, dad started prose, and then, gradually, he switched to poetry. This really interested the little listener. So, over time, there were books "Baggage", "Mustache-striped" and others. And from here came the idea with the arrangement of poems by sections and topics.

Introduction to riddles

Marshak's riddles, of which there are countless, amaze with their originality, a kind of intricate plot and originality of writing about seemingly completely simple and understandable things. But this is what they are interesting for children.

Despite the fact that they are not very long, the riddles look like real literary works, only small ones. Marshak's riddles for children are not ordinary metaphor questions. They are whole rhymes that are very easy to remember. Kids are always happy to read them themselves or listen to how their parents read to them. It is impossible not to pay attention to the fact that little readers guess the author's riddles of Marshaka much faster than their mothers and fathers, grandparents.

The topics of these riddles are very different. They talk about home and nature, man and shoes, toys and trees, electricity and tools, calendar and time, sports and musical instruments. You can continue for a very long time. But it has already become clear that the clues are all those objects that surround us all the time in everyday life. True, there are also such riddles of Marshak, the answers to which are not so easy to get, they are rather non-standard.

"If you make faces at me, I make faces too"

Almost everyone loves both his poems and his riddles. More than one generation of Soviet kids grew up on them, and after the collapse of the Soviet Union, interest in Marshak's work did not decrease by a single line, not a single poem. Often children love poems and riddles by S.Ya. Marshak with answers for their rhythm: it is very clear and easy to remember. Sometimes kids do not even listen to the meaning of the verses, they just gesticulate to the beat of the lines voiced by their parents. It even happens that children do not yet understand the words, but they love to listen to how they read game counting rhymes or riddles.

Indeed, one has only to read the lines: “The blue house at the gate. Guess who lives in it? - and immediately a sea of ​​energy arises from somewhere, I want to smile, enjoy the little things. And I really want to know what is at stake in this riddle? Well, of course, about the mailbox.

The style of the master's riddles

Samuil Marshak's style, as it were, imitates what is usually used in only the latter, as a rule, it is about a person, nature, natural phenomena ... Marshak's riddles include the most common things that a person can use in everyday life: glasses, a hammer, a mirror , front door, ball, clock, matches, slippers, bicycle... The author tried to describe them as simply as possible, but to make it interesting for kids.

And indeed, all his riddles turned out to be very accessible for perception. The duet of rather simple rhymes and phonetic clarity was the assistant that helped not only to quickly understand the riddles of Marshak, but also to remember them for many years.

Distinctive features

For all its simplicity, riddles-questions do not provide the reader with a detailed and complete description, as (let's take for a comparative example) Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak's riddles with answers can only provide a small hint, using which, the kid, in order to find the correct answer, connects all his imagination , logical thinking, the entire vocabulary that he owns, and all his small (for an adult, but significant for a child) knowledge.

Of course, such riddles make a much stronger impression on kids than those where the answer can be guessed in rhyme or found by the most detailed description. But guessing them is a little more difficult. But much more interesting. The main thing is that when reading these riddles, parents do not forget to take into account the age of the baby.

Literary game - a quiz based on the works of S.Ya. Marshak for junior schoolchildren grade 2

130 years since the birth of the poet

Brief biography of Samuil Marshak
Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak was a Soviet writer, poet, playwright, translator and literary critic. Samuil Yakovlevich was born in Voronezh on November 3, 1887 into a Jewish family. The surname Marshak was passed on to the writer from a descendant who was a famous rabbi and Talmudist. The writer's childhood passed near Voronezh, where he also attended a gymnasium. In addition, he attended gymnasiums in St. Petersburg and Yalta. A love for classical poetry was instilled in Samuel by a teacher of literature, who saw talent in him. In 1907 he began to publish. In September 1912, the young couple went to England, where Samuel not only attended the University of London, but also worked on the translation of English ballads. Returning to Russia, he publishes these translations in the journals Russian Thought and Northern Notes. In 1920, while in Ekaterinodar, he opened a number of institutions for children, including one of the first children's theaters in Russia. Soon his first children's books appeared with poems "The Tale of the Silly Mouse", "The House That Jack Built", etc. In 1922, the writer moved to Petrograd, where he created a studio of children's writers and published the children's magazine Sparrow. In 1960, Marshak's autobiographical story entitled "At the Beginning of Life" was published, and a year later a collection of articles "Education by Word" was published. The writer died on July 4, 1964 in Moscow and was buried at the Novodevichy Cemetery.
1 round
Quiz based on the works of S. Marshak

Application for the 2nd round of the game
For acquaintance, reading, learning, discussion
VANKA - VSTANKA(excerpt)
Samuil Marshak
Vanka, Vstanka have unfortunate nannies:
They will start putting Vanka to bed,
But Vanka doesn’t want to - he will lie down and jump up,
Lie down again and get up again.
They will cover him with a blanket on cotton -
In a dream, he will throw the blanket away,
And again, as before, stands on the bed,
The child is on the bed all night.

SLEEPING AND YANING
Samuil Marshak
Wandered along the road Slumber and Yawn.
Drowsiness ran into gates and gates,
I looked into the windows
And in the cracks of the doors
And she said to the children:
- Lie down quickly!
Yawning said: who would rather go to sleep,
To that she, Yawn, will say good night,
And if someone does not lie down
Now on the bed
So she will order
Yawn, yawn, yawn!

MASTER-LOMASTER(excerpt)
Samuil Marshak
I don't want to study.
I will teach anyone.
I am a famous master
For carpentry!
How to hit with a hammer -
The nail curled into a worm.
I became different to score
Yes, he bent over.
Hammered the third nail -
He turned his hat to the side.
I have bad nails -
Don't hit them straight.
So until today
Frame not ready...

VAKSA-BLOT(excerpt)
Samuil Marshak
Suddenly, leaving bread and rice,
A flock of rats scattered.
A dachshund dog entered the door,
Nicknamed Waxa-Klyaksa.
Crooked, agile dog
A long nose stuck in the gap
And caught a big rat -
It can be seen, the headmistress rat.
And then he, like a sapper,
dug one of the holes
And climbed to the thieves in the underground
Punish for willfulness.
They say that since then
A flock of rats left their holes.

MUSTACHIOED - STRIPED(excerpt)
Samuil Marshak
The girl wrapped the kitten in a scarf and went with him into the garden.
People ask: - Who is it with you?
And the girl says: - This is my daughter.
People ask: - Why does your daughter have gray cheeks?
And the girl says: - She has not washed for a long time.
People ask: - Why does she have furry paws, and a mustache, like daddy's?
The girl says: - She has not shaved for a long time.
And as soon as the kitten jumped out, as it ran, everyone saw that it was a kitten - mustachioed, striped.
What a stupid kitty!
And then,
And then
He became a smart cat
And the girl also grew up, became even smarter and is studying in the first grade of the 101st school.

CAT AND SLAMPERS
Samuil Marshak
Gathered bums
to the lesson,
And the loafers got
To the rink.
Thick satchel with books
On the back,
And skates under the arms
On the belt.
They see, they see the loafers:
Out of the gate
Gloomy and tattered
The cat is coming.
The bums ask
Him:
- What are you frowning at?
From what?
mewed plaintively
Gray cat:
- To me, a mustachioed cat,
Soon a year.
And I'm beautiful, loafers,
And smart
And writing and literacy
Not learned.
School not built
For kittens.
teach us to read
Do not want.
And now without a diploma
you'll be lost
Far from literate
You will not leave.
Do not drink without a letter,
Don't eat
At the gate of the room
Do not read!
Loafers answer:
- Cute cat,
We're on the twelfth
Soon a year.
They teach us literacy
And the letter
And they can't learn
Nothing.
We learn, loafers,
Something lazy.
We go skating
All day.
We do not write with slate
On the desk,
And we write with skates
On the rink!
Responds to the quitters
Gray cat:
- To me, a mustachioed cat,
Soon a year.
I knew a lot of loafers
Like you
And met with such
For the first time!

3 round
Guess what's in the chest?
S. Marshak MYSTERIES

Application
Tale of the Silly Mouse
Samuil Marshak
The mouse sang at night in a mink:
- Sleep, little mouse, shut up!
I will give you a bread crust
And a candle stub.
The mouse answers her:
Your voice is too thin.
Better, mom, not food,
Find me a babysitter!
The mother mouse ran
I began to call a duck as a nanny:
- Come to us, aunt duck,
Shake our baby.
The mouse duck began to sing:
- Ha-ha-ha, sleep, baby!
After the rain in the garden
I'll find you a worm.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You're singing too loud!
The mother mouse ran
I began to call a toad as a nanny:
- Come to us, aunt toad,
Shake our baby.
The toad became important to croak:
- Kwa-kva-kva, don't cry!
Sleep, little mouse, until the morning,
I'll give you a mosquito.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You are very boring!
The mother mouse ran
Aunt horse in the nanny call:
- Come to us, aunt horse,
Shake our baby.
- Wow! - the horse sings. -
Sleep, little mouse, sweet-sweet,
Turn to the right side
I'll give you a sack of oats.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You are very scared to eat!
The mother mouse ran
Call aunt pig as a nanny:
- Come to us, aunt pig,
Shake our baby.
The pig began to grunt hoarsely,
Naughty cradle:
- Bay-bayushki, oink-oink.
Calm down, I say.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You are eating very rudely!
The mother mouse began to think:
I need to call the chicken.
- Come to us, aunt klusha,
Shake our baby.
The mother hen cackled:
- Where-where! Don't be afraid, baby!
Get under the roof:
It's quiet and warm there.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You won't fall asleep at all!
The mother mouse ran
I began to call a pike as a nanny:
- Come to us, aunt pike,
Shake our baby.
The pike began to sing the mouse -
He didn't hear a sound.
The pike opens its mouth
And you can't hear what he's singing...
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- No, your voice is not good.
You are too quiet!
The mother mouse ran
I began to call a cat as a nanny:
- Come to us, aunt cat,
Shake our baby.
The cat began to sing to the mouse:
- Meow-meow, sleep, my baby!
Meow meow, let's go to sleep
Meow meow, on the bed.
Silly little mouse
Answers her awake:
- Your voice is so good.
You are very sweet to eat!
The mother mouse came running
Looked at the bed
Looking for a stupid mouse
And you can't see the mouse...

Fairy tale - play "Teremok"(excerpt)
Samuil Marshak
CHARACTERS
Evil grandfather. Hedgehog. Good grandfather. Wolf. Frog. Fox. Mouse. Bear. Rooster.

Kind grandfather
In the open field of the teremok,
Teremok.
He's not low, he's not high
Not high.
There was a frog from the swamp,
He sees the gates are locked.
Hey lock, back off, back off!
Teremochek, open up, open up!
Frog
Who, who lives in a teremochka?
Who, who lives in the low?
(Goes into the tower.)
Qua-qua!
Silence…
I'm alone in the dungeon.
Although the surroundings are not very damp,
And a nice apartment!
Qua-qua!
Qua-qua-qua!
There is a stove and firewood,
And a cauldron and a frying pan.
What a find, what a find!
Bye before dinner
I'll freeze the worm.
Kind grandfather
Only the light was lit by a frog,
A mouse knocked.
mouse
What kind of teremok is this
Teremok?
He's not low, he's not high
Not high.
Who, who lives in a teremochka?
Who, who lives in the low?
Frog
I am a frog.
And who are you?
mouse
And I am a mouse.
Let me into the house
We will live together with you.
We will get ripe grains,
We will bake pancakes with you.
Frog
So be it, perhaps in the house.
It's more fun to live together!
Kind grandfather
The mouse settled with the frog,
With a goofy girlfriend.
They heat the stove, crush the grain
Yes, pancakes are baked in the oven.
Suddenly knocking at dawn
Cockerel throaty - Petya.
Rooster
What kind of teremok is this?
He is not low, not high.
Hey, open the cockerel!
Ko-ko-ko, crow!
Who-who-who lives in a teremochka?
Who-who-who lives in the low?
Frog
I am a frog.
mouse
I am a mouse.
And who are you?
Rooster
And I'm a cockerel
golden scallop,
butter head,
Silk beard.
Let me live here
I will serve you faithfully.
I will sleep
Outside.
I will sing
At dawn.
Kukare-ku!
Frog and Mouse
So be it, perhaps in the house.
It's more fun to live together!
Kind grandfather
Here they live - a frog,
Cockerel and mouse.
You can't spill them with water.
Suddenly a gray hedgehog knocks.
Hedgehog
Who, who
Does he live in a teremochka?
Who, who
Does he live low?
Frog
I am a frog.
mouse
I am a mouse.
Rooster

And who are you?
Hedgehog
I am a gray hedgehog
No head, no legs
hump back,
On the back is a harrow.
Let me live here
I will guard the tower.
Better than us forest hedgehogs
There are no guards in the world!
Frog
So be it, perhaps in the house.
We will live together!
Kind grandfather
Here they live - a frog,
Hedgehog, rooster and lamb mouse.
mouse
Oatmeal pushes,
A frog
She bakes pies.
And the rooster on the windowsill
Im playing the harmonica.
Gray hedgehog curled up in a ball,
He does not sleep - he guards the tower.
Angry grandfather
Only suddenly from the dark thicket
A homeless wolf dragged himself.
Knocked at the gate
Sings with a hoarse voice.
Wolf
What kind of teremok is this?
Smoke comes out of the chimney.
It looks like dinner is being cooked.
Are there animals here or not?
Who, who
Does he live in a teremochka?
Who, who
Does he live low?
Frog
I am a frog.
mouse
I am a mouse.
Rooster
I am a cockerel - a golden comb.
Hedgehog
I am a gray hedgehog -
No head, no legs.
And who are you?
Wolf
And I am a wolf
Teeth click!
mouse
What can you do?
Wolf
Catch
Mice!
crush
Frogs!
Hedgehog to choke!
Gut the roosters!..
mouse
Go away, toothy beast,
Don't break on our door!
Teremok firmly locked
On the bolt and on the castle.
Angry grandfather
The wolf roams in the dense forest,
Looking for a gossip fox.
And the fox goes towards -
Red tail, eyes like candles.
Wolf
Lisaveta, hello!
Fox
How are you, toothy?
Wolf
Nothing is going on
The head is still intact.
And I want, Lisaveta,
Ask you for advice.
Do you see the teremok in the field?
Fox
Teremok?
Wolf
He is not low, not high.
Fox
Not high?
Wolf
mouse
There the grain is crushed,
And the frog bakes pies.
And the rooster on the windowsill
Im playing the harmonica.
How good is a rooster, -
To pluck only fluff!
Fox
Ah, my gray, my tailed one,
How I want cockerels!
Wolf
Yes, and I want to eat hunting, -
Only the gates are closed...
Maybe sometime together
We'll unlock the gate!
Fox
Oh, I'm weak from hunger!
The third day, as empty in the belly.
If only we met Mishenka the bear,
He would help us open the gate.
We'll go look for him in the woods!
Wolf
Oh, you, fathers, he himself is coming here!
Angry grandfather
At this time indeed
Mishka came out from behind the spruce.
He shakes his head
He argues with himself.
Bear
I'm looking for a deck in the forest,
I want to taste honey
Or ripe oats.
Where can I find him, fox?
Fox
Do you see, Misha, the teremok?
Bear
Teremok?
Fox
He is not low, not high.
Bear
Not high?
Fox
mouse
There the grain is crushed.
Wolf
A frog
She bakes pies.
Fox
Pies bakes cabbage,
Toasted, delicious.
Wolf
A rooster with a prickly hedgehog
Cut the fat with a sharp knife.
Fox
Don't you want to visit
rooster,
To taste the cocks,
Offal?
Bear
Cockerel is good food.
Where is the gate? Submit them here!
Fox
No, Mishenka, let's go
Let's open it on the spot!
Angry grandfather
Here they go to the neighbors -
A wolf with a bear friend.
The fox is walking ahead
Leads guests to the teremok.
Bear
Hey, owners, open up with kindness,
Otherwise, we will smash the gate for you!
mouse
Who came to us for the night?
Bear
Michael!
mouse
Which?
Bear
Ivanych.
Do you think it's a Bear?
Try to unlock!
I don't feel like waiting long.
I'll break down your gate!
mouse
Hush, Mishenka! Don't knock on the gate!
Frog
Our dough will tip over in the oven!
Rooster
You do not poke your head in the teremok - crow!
Or with spurs I'll spot you!
Hedgehog
If you are going to rob
You will get acquainted with the watchman - a hedgehog!
Bear
The owners don't want to let me in.
They don't want to take me to dinner!
Fox
Come on, Mishenka, turn your back,
Come on, Mishenka, attack the wolf!
If together we fall together,
We will unlock the boarded gates!
Angry grandfather
And they went to work:
They hit the gate...
Kind grandfather
Yes, they can't open it.
The bear snaps.
He beats the wolf, like a pile,
And the fox is busy on the edge.
She, a cheat, is easier than anyone -
Protects his red fur.
Fox
Forward!
Bear
Back!
Fox
Goes
All right!
Bear
Do you hear, little fox?
Like planks
Are they cracking?
Wolf
That's not boards
And the bones
crunch -
The shameless bear crushed me!
Without lunch, I'll have to die.
I still can't breathe.
I can barely make it to bed!
Bear
I won’t take it, fox, I understand:
Why is the wolf angry?
Why did he run away?
Fox
You squeezed him a little -
That's why he ran away!
Barely dragged my legs ...
What good is a wolf?
And without a wolf we will open the gate,
We'll eat roosters together.
Bear
I really want to eat, little fox!
I'll try to get through the doorway.
Kind grandfather
The clubfoot has contrived,
He put his paw in the doorway.
Yes, as you can see, out of place -
She doesn't go back.
The breath hitched in my chest.
He yelled at the top of his lungs.
Bear
Oh fox, help!
I can't stretch my legs!
Give me friendship for the sake of
Pull me from behind!
Kind grandfather
fox didn't answer
And she went into the woods.
A rooster is crowing from the fence.
Rooster
Hey, keep the evil thief!
Give, frog, a poker -
I'll burn his heel!
Kind grandfather
The bear trembled with fear,
Shouted all over the area.
Bear
Oh, I'm afraid of the poker!
Oh fox, help!
Rooster
Kukareku! All in the yard!
A thief climbs into the alley.
Hey frog hostess,
Where is your big mug?
Bring water soon
Wrap the clubfoot!
mouse
Water it guys!
Frog
From a jug, from a tub!
Hedgehog
Pour it from a bucket,
Do not pity the evil thief!
Bear
Help! Guard!
Choked, drowned!
Kind grandfather
Beluga bear roared
Tossed about with fright
I rushed with all my strength -
Nearly knocked down the gate.
Released the leg
And - go to your lair!
Howls on the go.
Bear
I will not come to you again!
Kind grandfather
A rooster is crowing from the fence.
Rooster
We chased away the evil thief!
Crow! Ko-ko-ko!
He ran away
He let in all the shoulder blades,
Runs away without looking back.
Ko-ko-ko! Crow!
Will not return to the tower!
Angry grandfather
Our rooster has spread
Fluffed out the satin fluff.
And while he roosters,
A fox is crawling out of the bushes...
Fox
(quiet)
Okay, Petya, wait,
Something will be ahead!
Let the sides crush the wolf
And the bear got caught in a crack, -
I will avenge mine
I'll take the rooster!
Angry grandfather
The fox crawled furtively
And she sang sweetly, sweetly.
Fox
Who, who lives in a teremochka?
Who, who lives in the low?
Lives there
Fighting cockerel.
He sings
And shakes his head.
His head is brighter than fire...
Rooster
Who-who-who sings about me?
Fox
Oh, you, Petya, dashing cockerel,
You have a golden comb.
Everyone envy your beard.
You fly away, my handsome man, here!
Rooster
No, I'd rather be here
I'll sit -
Down on you
I'll take a look.
Fox
(quiet)
Oh you, Petya,
Rooster good!
Who in the world
Comparable to you?
you have two wide
wings.
You are a little like
On the eagle!
Rooster
I can not hear,
What are you eating about?
Repeat:
What do I look like?
Fox
You are sitting far away from me.
Come, I'll whisper in your ear!
Angry grandfather
Here the rooster did not resist,
Sang with a loud voice
And flew off to the red cheat.
He came closer to her
And fox, don't be bad
Grab the rooster by the throat!
The rooster screams and beats,
And the fox laughs at him.
Fox
Now I'll say it out loud
Who does the rooster look like?
You look like yourself, rooster!
Soon I will eat your offal!
Hee hee hee!
Ho-ho-ho!
Ha ha ha!
You look like
On yourself, rooster!
Angry grandfather
Here the fox runs at full speed,
And a rooster beats in her teeth.
Stupid rooster breaks out -
Feathers and fluff scatter.
Rooster
Brother hedgehog dear,
Come out with a poker
With a poker, with a shovel -
Beat the damned fox!
Kind grandfather
Heard a prickly hedgehog
He shouted: “Robbery! Robbery!"
He ran through the gate
Ran to the turn.
Sees: red fox
With a rooster he runs into the woods.
Rolled gray hedgehog
On the grass of forest paths,
By the predawn dew
Right under the fox's feet.
He does not give her the way,
Pricks the fox's legs with a brush.
Hedgehog
I am a prickly gray hedgehog
You won't leave me
I'll split your furs.
Give me the rooster!
Kind grandfather
The hedgehog has needles,
The needles hurt.
The fox just spins
Like the spokes of a wheel.
Fox
Oh you, hedgehog, gray hedgehog,
Don't scratch the fox's legs
Have pity on my furs!
I'll release the rooster!
Kind grandfather
She threw the rooster
Yes, I quickly dived into the bushes,
Slipped between the stumps
And the prickly hedgehog is behind her.
Behind rushing after each other
Gray mouse with a frog...
mouse
catch up! Hold on! Catch!
Frog
Tear off the redhead's tail!
Kind grandfather
The chase runs through the forest.
A fox is running ahead.
Stopped at the bush -
And left without a tail.
And then all the shoulder blades
She let go without looking back.
The redhead hid in the forest -
Just saw a fox!
The gray hedgehog laughed.
Hedgehog
I'll get a sharp knife
Tail cut in half
And I will distribute to the hostesses:
Half a tail to you, frog,
Half a tail to you, norushka.
Frog
Thank you, gray hedgehog.
mouse
You won't find better fur!
I put my tail on my neck
I will be warmer in winter.
Into the fierce cold
In frost
I wrap up
Your nose!
Kind grandfather
Here they follow each other
Hedgehog with a mouse and a frog.
The fox tail is carried with them,
They speak hurriedly.
mouse
We deftly drove the fox away.
The rogue won't come back!
Is the cockerel alive
Our golden scallop?
Frog
He lies down and doesn't move.
We chased the fox
And left him
On the road alone.
He barely breathes, poor thing,
Beats with a wing and groans heavily.
Hedgehog
Do not grieve for him:
We will find him now.
I see a cock's comb
On a hillock under an aspen!
mouse
What are you, Petya,
Don't you get up?
Frog
What are you songs
Don't eat?
Rooster
I have no time for songs, sisters ...
I was in the teeth of a fox,
I can't even get up!
Hedgehog
Let me help you.
I'll take you by the wing
Poor, lame bird...
Well, get up! Maybe you'll get there.
Rooster
You are very prickly, hedgehog!
Even if my legs don't support me
And I will come without help.
Kind grandfather
The rooster rises
Speaks out loud to himself.
Rooster
Cuckoo, crow!
Why did I become crippled?
Because it's simple...
It's all my own fault!
Hedgehog
Do not grieve, my dear Petya,
You will still live in the world
Will you be songs again
Meet the red sun!
-
Kind grandfather
In the open field of the teremok,
Teremok.
He's not low, he's not high
Not high.
Who, who lives in a teremochka?
Who, who lives in the low?
Frog
I am a frog!
mouse
I am a mouse!
Rooster
I am a cockerel
golden scallop,
butter head,
Silk beard!
Hedgehog
I am a prickly gray hedgehog.
I look like all hedgehogs -
hump back,
On the back of a harrow!
Together
(sing)
Today we have a cheerful holiday,
Dance to the harmonica in the yard.
We chased the bear into the woods
The fox ran away without a tail.
The fox ran away without a tail
Here are some of our miracles!
5 round
Samuil Marshak "Children in a Cage"
The children have to guess who lives in the zoo.

Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak is a creative person who gave us a huge number of poems that are educational in nature. can be found on our website.
And below we offer you wonderful puzzles written with love by a children's poet S.Ya. Marshak.

Riddles S.Ya. Marshak with answers

He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.

What is in front of us:
Two shafts behind the ears
In front of the wheel
And a saddle on the nose?

Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.
The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the spring tenant,
Talking starling.
News is flying in through this door
They spend half an hour together.
The news does not stay for a long time -
Flying in all directions!

She got down to business
She screamed and sang.
Come on, come on
Oak, oak,
broke
Tooth, tooth.

We always walk together
Similar as brothers.
We are at dinner - under the table,
At night, under the bed.

They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!

Early in the morning behind the window -
Knock, and ringing, and confusion.
On straight steel tracks
There are red houses.
Run to the outskirts
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And kicks the alarm with his foot.
Turns deftly
Handle in front of the window.
Where the inscription "Stop"
Stops the house.
Every now and then on the playground
People enter from the street.
And the hostess in order
Gives everyone tickets.

Who, on the run of a pair of clubs,
blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
Yes, and me with you?

Ask me
How I work.
around the axis
I spin mine.

Its spring and summer
We saw dressed.
And in the fall from the poor thing
They ripped off all the shirts.
But winter blizzards
They dressed him in furs.

Was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun
And now I'm ripe.
Holding on to a cane,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You eat me and the bone
Bury in your garden.

On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.
But every day he lost weight
And finally completely disappeared.

We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit right
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!

In Linen Country
Along the River Bed
The ship is sailing
Back, then forward.
And behind him such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle to be seen!

Musician, singer, storyteller,
And all - a circle and a box.

In a snowy field along the way
My one-legged horse rushes
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark.

I am the most lively worker
In a workshop.
I prick that there is urine
Day-to-day.
How I envy the couch potato
What is lying around without use,
I'll pin it to the board
Yes, how I will knock on the head!
The poor thing will hide in the board -
You can barely see his cap.

I just keep walking
And if I do, I will fall.

He is your portrait
Looks like you in every way.
Are you laughing -
He laughs too.
You are jumping -
He jumps towards you.
cry -
He cries with you.

Though he did not leave for a moment
you from the day you were born
You didn't see his face
But only reflections.

We are similar to each other.
If you make faces at me
I make faces too.

I am your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the dark
On a lonely ship
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult with me:
I will swing, I will tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north.

Standing in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water.

In the hut -
Hut,
On the hut -
Pipe. I lit a torch
Put it on the threshold
Noisy in the hut
Buzzed in the pipe.
People see the flame
And it doesn't extinguish.

I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
Heart warmed by gasoline
Knocking in my chest.
I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my wolf voice
Scares people on the way.

Here is a green mountain
It has a deep hole.
What a miracle! What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind itself.

From the dungeon a hundred sisters
Released into space
Take them carefully
Rub your head against the wall
Strike deftly one and two -
The head will light up.

My heart friend
In a tea trust, the chairman:
All family in the evening
He treats with tea.
He is a tough guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although not large in stature,
And puffs like a steam engine.

wooden road,
She goes up slowly:
Whatever step -
That is a ravine.

How did the four brothers go
Somersault under the trough,
Carried me with you
On the pole road.

The author's riddles of the Russian children's poet Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak are collected in one article. The series is called "What is in front of us "

Mysteries of Marshak S.

He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.

What is in front of us:
Two shafts behind the ears
In front of the wheel
And a saddle on the nose?

Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.

The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the spring tenant,
Talking starling.

News is flying in through this door
They spend half an hour together.
The news does not stay for a long time -
Flying in all directions!

(Mailbox)

She got down to business
She screamed and sang.
Come on, come on
Oak, oak,
broke
Tooth. tooth.

We always walk together
Similar as brothers.
We are at dinner - under the table,
And at night - under the bed.

They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!

Early in the morning outside the window -
Knock, and ringing, and confusion.
On straight steel tracks
There are red houses.

Run to the outskirts
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And kicks the alarm with his foot.

Turns deftly
Handle in front of the window.
Where the inscription "Stop"
Stops the house.

Every now and then on the playground
People enter from the street.
And the hostess in order
Gives everyone tickets.

(Tram)

Who, on the run of a pair of clubs,
blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
Yes, and me with you?

Ask me
How I work.
around the axis
I spin mine.

Its spring and summer
We saw dressed.

And in the fall from the poor thing
They ripped off all the shirts.

But winter blizzards
They dressed him in furs.

Was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun
And now I'm ripe.

Holding on to a cane,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You eat me and the bone
Bury in your garden.

On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.

But every day he lost weight
And finally completely disappeared.

(Calendar)

We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.

We hit right
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!

In Linen Country
Along the River Bed
The ship is sailing
Back, then forward.
And behind him such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle to be seen!

Musician, singer, storyteller,
And all - a circle and a box.

(Gramophone)

In a snowy field along the way
My one-legged horse rushes
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark.

I am the most lively worker
In a workshop.
I prick that there is urine
Day-to-day.

How I envy the couch potato
What is lying around without use,
I'll pin it to the board
Yes, how I will knock on the head!

The poor thing will hide in the board -
You can barely see his cap.

(Hammer and nail)

I just keep walking
And if I do, I will fall.

(Bike)

He is your portrait
Looks like you in every way.
Are you laughing -
He laughs too.
you jump -
He jumps towards you.
cry -
He cries with you.

(Reflection in the mirror)

Though he did not leave for a moment
you from the day you were born
You didn't see his face
But only reflections.

We are similar to each other.
If you make faces at me
I make faces too.

(Reflection in the mirror)

I am your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the dark
On a lonely ship
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult with me:
I will swing, I will tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north.

Standing in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water.

In the hut -
Hut,
On the hut -
Pipe.

I lit a torch
Put it on the threshold
Noisy in the hut
Buzzed in the pipe.

People see the flame
And it doesn't extinguish.

I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
Heart warmed by gasoline
Knocking in my chest.

I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my wolf voice
Scares people on the way.

(Automobile)

Here is a green mountain
It has a deep hole.
What a miracle!
What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind itself.

(Locomotive)

From the dungeon a hundred sisters
Released into space
Take them carefully
Rub your head against the wall
Strike deftly once and twice -
The head will light up.

My heart friend
In a tea trust, the chairman:
All family in the evening
He treats with tea.

He is a tough guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although not large in stature,
And puffs like a steam engine.

(Samovar)

wooden road,
She goes up slowly:
Whatever step -
That is a ravine.

(Step ladder)

How did the four brothers go
Somersault under the trough,
Carried me with you
On the pole road.

(Four wheels)

Behind the glass door
Someone's heart is beating
Quiet so
Quiet so.

Along the paths, along the paths
He is running.
And give it a boot -
He flies.

They throw him up and sideways
In the meadow
They butt his head
On the run.

We caught our river
They brought her home
Fired up the stove
And swim in the winter.

(Water pipes)

Like a leafless branch
I am straight, dry, thin.
You met me often
In a student's diary.

(Unit)

There is a boy in my house
Three and a half years.
He ignites without fire
There is light throughout the apartment.

He clicks once -
We have light.
He clicks once -
And the light went out.

(Electric lamp)

I rule a horned horse.
If this horse
I will not put on the fence,
He will fall without me.

(Bike)

She lets me into the house
And he gets out.
Locked up at night
She keeps my dream.

She is neither in the city nor in the yard
Doesn't ask for a walk.
For a moment look into the corridor -
And back into the room.