Autumn is a red-haired girlfriend ... Material for extracurricular activities with video

You morning milk of fog
  Wrap it all around.
  And the day will come, the sun again
  Through the clouds blink an eye.

You’ll send a wedge of birds on a long journey.
  Wave them with a handkerchief.
  And the ginger rain will pour again.
  On the rivers a sheet metal circle.

The girl is red, funny,
  You give joy every year!
  You don't feel sorry for bronze or gold
  Your beauty is in your character.

A selection of my favorite poems about the fall of famous poets:

Fall. Fairytale Hall
  Open to all for review.
  Clearings of forest roads,
  Peering into the lakes.

As in the exhibition of paintings:
  Halls, halls, halls, halls
  Elm, Ash, Aspen
  In the gilding of an unprecedented.

Linden hoop golden -

Like a crown on a bride and groom.
  Face of a birch - under a veil
  Wedding and transparent.

Buried land
  Under the leaves in the ditches, pits.
  In the yellow outbuilding maples
  As if in gilded frames.

Where are the trees in September
  At dawn, they stand in pairs
  And the sunset on their crust
  Leaves a trace of amber.

Where you cannot step into a ravine
  So that everyone does not know:
  So raging that no step
  There is a tree under the feet.

Where does the end of the alley sound
  Steep descent echo
  And dawn cherry glue
  It freezes in the form of a clot.

Fall. Ancient corner
  Old books, clothes, weapons,
  Where is the treasure directory
  Turns over the cold.
  (B. Pasternak)

Holiday "Autumn is a red-haired girlfriend"

Registration:   The class is decorated with autumn leaves, children's drawings on the theme of "Golden Autumn".

Leading:   I am glad to welcome you guys today at our fall holiday.

Sounds music. The king sits on the throne on the stage.

Leading:   Once upon a time there was a Tsar, a sovereign to all the forest people.

And the King flashed such a thought.

King:   But you need such a girl

So that she amuses me

So that my people love.

In the afternoon, God's light overshadowed

At night, illuminated the earth.

Lady I’m such a decree ...

Who will come to us for the first time?

Leading:   Baba Yaga was the first to hear

A bone leg ran up to him.

Music sounds, Baba Yaga runs in.

Leading:   The king was surprised, but there was a decree,

I decided to try it the same hour.

King:   What can you do, Baba Yaga?

Or are you no longer fit for anything?

Baba Yaga:   What are you, our father Tsar!

To all the forest people, sovereign!

I’m not the first beauty in the forest,

Where will you find such beauty?

Oh, and it’ll be fun here,

The noise and din and tararam!

King:   Enough! It will not happen,

You shouldn’t have come to us!

Baba Yaga:   Why did you come in vain?

Here are the riddles brought!

Baba Yaga takes out autumn leaves from a basket on which riddles are written and makes them up for children.

Puzzles.

1. The eagle flies across the blue sky, spreads the clouds, pulled out the sun. (cloud)
2. I look through the window, there is a long Antoshka. (Rain)
3. Swirl in the fall, lie on the ground, do not get up from the ground, here they rot. (leaves)
4. Without arms, without legs, and the tree is oppressed. (Wind)
5. It makes noise on the mountain, but is silent under the mountain. (Forest)
6. Blue tent covered the whole world. (Sky)
7. Blue geese are swimming in the blue sea. (Clouds)
8. There are no legs, but goes, no eyes, but cries. (Cloud)
9. I have neither fire nor heat, but I set fire to everything. (Lightning)
10. He came from heaven, left to earth. (Rain)

Baba Yaga:   Well, King, did you take mine? Now I will be the queen!

King:   You, granny, take your time

Better look in the mirror

Nose - crochet, teeth - upright,

And the hairstyle is just scary!

In a word, change your wardrobe,

Put on “Lemonte”, “Levante”, “Tom Kline”,

We’ll see then

Whose took is yours, yours!

Come sit with us, look at the others!

Leading:   The second gypsy came, comes in like a butterfly.

Gypsy comes to the music. Dancing

Leading:   Chernobrova, black eye ...

King:   There’s no good from her?

Gypsy:   Oh, you King, don’t speak!

Before the time you do not judge me.

I’ll look at anyone, I’ll tell you the whole truth!

A gypsy takes out cards and reads comic predictions.

Gypsy:   Well, King, mine?

I will be your queen!

King:   Yes! We see that you are a fortuneteller,

But we love and have fun.

Play cat and mouse,

Jump, run, dance.

You are with us gypsy sit

Look at the others.

Leading:   Here comes the third damsel,

Tsarevna-Nesmeyana, a craftswoman crying.

A roar is heard, Nesmeyana enters.

Nesmeyana:   Two buckets I roared

Oh tired, tired!

You friends help me

Cheer me up, princess!

King:   Well, princess, you and the roar

Nesmeyana - just a cow!

Leading:   Guys, let's cheer Nesmeyanu and sing a funny song to her.

Students sing a song.

Nesmeyana:   Well, King, will you take me as a girl?

You see: and I am a roaring craftswoman!

And your people know how to have fun.

Well, I’ll try

I won’t pour any more tears.

King:   We don’t need Nesmeyan,

And we say without deception:

Learn you, Nesmeyan, to have fun,

And sing and dance

And dance and laugh.

Princess, sit with us,

Look at the others.

Sounds slow music. In the hall, dancing, Autumn enters.

Leading:   The fourth came Princess Autumn,

In gold, very beautiful.

In the afternoon, God's light overshadows.

At night, the earth illuminates.

To the same music, three Autumn leaves come into the dance step. Dancing with Autumn.

1st sheet:   In a dress from yellow chintz,

Beads - mountain ash on the chest,

In your ears - earrings, hairpins,

Expensive - a pleasure to take a look.

2nd sheet:   Autumn Girl Walking

Knocking down dew with a foot

Collects gifts in a bag

Leaves weaves into a braid.

3rd sheet:   May please the sun

Can treat the rain

Can powder snow

And cover with silver.

Fall:   I’m all good, comely

Gold, jasper can not be counted.

Apples, cones, nuts,

Everything is in my chest.

King:   Yes! I do not argue with you!

You are a girl - oh, oh, oh.

What else can you do?

Can you cheer us up?

Fall:   Wait, King! Not just me, but all together

Now we will amuse you.

And we’ll see the “Minute of Glory” of our children.

Holiday "Autumn is a red-haired girlfriend ..."

Event purpose : to repeat and systematize the learned knowledge about the signs of autumn, to develop aesthetic taste, musical and artistic abilities, students ’speech, through joint activities continue to cultivate a sense of collectivism and camaraderie, and involvement of parents in our joint activity thanks to their acting as heroes.

Equipment : autumn posters, balloons, dry leaves, bouquets of autumn flowers, vegetables of interesting shapes, crafts from natural material, drawings of children on the autumn theme, crowns, proverbs about autumn, objects for the competitions.

Stroke:

Leading. Hello, dear guests! You are welcome to our holiday. Without guests, a holiday is not a holiday. Oh, and there were a lot of holidays in Russia before! Many of them came from ancient times. The most fun and generous holidays were in the fall, when people, harvesting, made preparations for the winter.

Into your tent, magical And beautifulAutumn called us for a holidayScattered its colors everywhere And nature has blossomed wonderfully.

Leading.   Today we have a celebration of autumn, a celebration of leaf fall. We will read poetry, sing songs about this wonderful time of the year, and compete in dexterity and erudition.

Children come out, they have autumn leaves in their hands.

Wandering in a grove of leaf fallBy bushes and maples.He will look into the garden soon Golden ringing.

We walk along the carpet with you  Nobody weaved it.  He spread himself  Lying at the river blue  And yellow, and blue, and al.

Gather a fan of leavesBright and beautiful.The wind runs through the leavesLight and playful.

And obedient to the wind in the wake  Leaves fly away.  So summer is gone  Autumn is coming.

Yellow leaves whirl quietly,  Round dance on the ground.  And they never get up.  Following the fall, the leaves will leave.

Asters are blooming in my flower garden

I'll make a bouquet, take them to the house.

They smell in the fall, bright flowers -

You will not find more beautiful than this beauty.

Birds fly away to warm places

And the yellow trees are in the fall.

Leaves fall, circles in the air

Slender birches tremble in the wind.

Crane wedges floating in the sky

And in the land far away you and I are calling.

Here they are, loud, fly away into the distance,

Summer departed, we are a little sorry.

Leading . Attention! Attention! We are waiting for an important guest. And who, guess for yourself. I’ll tell you a little:

Different birds flew away
  Silent their resounding rehash.
  A mountain ash celebrates
  Beads wearing new.
  Harvest rich we ask
  We invite you to visit ...( Fall. )

All : Autumn, fall, we are visiting.Fall : Are you about me? Here I am!
Hello autumn to you, friends!
We haven’t seen each other for a year
Behind the summer, it is my turn.
I came to you for a holiday
Have fun together.
And I want with everyone here
Make friends tightly.

Song next and music by Z. Root "Oh what autumn " (Children dance in a circle, and Autumn in the middle of the circle)

Fall . I came to see your holiday, brought a basket with surprises for the most intelligent, funny, resourceful. My assistants are a group of "DREAM". Think about why it's called that. (C - September, O - October, N - November.) We listen to them.

September. People say about me: "In September, one berry is mountain ash, and that bitter."In old timesthey called me - a frown, a howler, a young animal.

October. They call me "muddy, hibernation, leaf fall, a wedding". People say about me: "October loves neither wheel nor snake."  And people say: “September smells of apple, and October smells of cabbage.” In October the first lady was considered the birthday girl - cabbage. With the end of the Indian summer, a peculiar holiday began - the time of "cabbage evenings", which lasted two weeks.

November. And they say about me like this: “In November, winter is fighting with autumn,” “November is capricious: it’s crying, it’s laughing.”  In the old days they called me a half-winter, a chest.

Leading. Welcome, Autumn and dear months, to our holiday. Look at our guys, be our friends and helpers today, attentive and fair.

Presentation "Autumn is a red-haired girlfriend ..."

Dramatization “Autumn Meetings in the Forest”.

Presenter:
Autumn is a busy time for animals too.

They are getting ready to winter.
And here is the squirrel and the bunny,
Prickly hedgehog, brown bear.
Now we’ll ask them to say
How they all meet autumn.

Hare
It's time for me, bunny,
Shedding.
It's time for me to change my coat.
I can't be gray in winter
They will notice me in the snow.

Squirrel
And I'm in a hurry, in a hurry, in a hurry,
I’m drying mushrooms on knots.
For the winter I make a reserve
I'm very cold right now.

Bear
I’ll go to bed in the den soon
In the fall - winter again.
Let me dream
Dream of honey.
Wake up when spring
Will come.

Hedgehog
I am going to sleep too,
Like a bear.
I hunted for the summer.
Looked for mushrooms, caught mice,
I need to rest for this.
I'm tired - exhausted.
I’ll bring myself a bitch.
I’ll make an apartment in the forest.

Fall
You are right, I can’t rebuke that.I brought rain to wash the earthTo prepare for the first snow,Ventilate with winds, cover sheet.But with rain and cold windI bring great gifts with me -To the joy of animals and birds hungry,My gifts are great and generous.

Leading . On clear sunny days, mischievous mushrooms crawl out in the sun to warm themselves.

This mushroom lives under the spruce, under its huge shadow.Wise bearded old man, a resident of boron -... (boletus)
I grow in a red cap among the roots of aspen.You will see me a mile away - I am called - ... (boletus)

Brothers are sitting on a stump.Everything is in the freckles of a little rascal.These friendly guys are called ...(mushrooms)
In the forest, to the delight of people, among young pines,A fungus grows in a shiny dark hat... (oiler)

In thin dresses at the edge of a round dance of a girlfriend.Dresses - striped silk: red, white, pink, satin.On an autumn day at the fringe how beautiful you are ...(thrills)

They walk in red berets; autumn is brought to the forest in summer.Very friendly sisters - golden ...(chanterelles)

Near the forest at the edge, decorating the dark forest,Motley, like Parsley, poisonous ...(fly agaric)

Along the forest paths many white legsIn colorful hats, noticeable from a distance.Someone in gray, someone in green, someone in pink, someone in yellowYou take them, do not hesitate, because this is ...(russula)

Song « Autumn knocked on us with golden rain. ”

Mountain ash - the berry is red,
Although not very tasty.
The haymaking is completely bitter,
And for birds in the frost is sweet.

Ripe, red, sweet apple,
Apple is crispy, with smooth skin.
I’ll split the apple in half,
I’ll share my apple with my friend

Very sour fruit - pomegranate,
Vitamins are a treasure.
And break it, look:
How many grains are inside.

Autumn ditties.

We are autumn ditties
Let's sing now for you!
Clap your hands louder
Have fun meet us!

Autumn is a little wet
Rain is pouring from a height.
People more often reveal
Colorful umbrellas!

Autumn is a wonderful time
Loves the kids autumn!
We go to the forest with baskets
We find many mushrooms there!

Oh, you artist, Autumn,
Learn to draw like that.
I'm then in your work
I will help you!

We love beets, carrots
And there is cabbage too,
Because vitamins
In vegetables and fruits to eat!

Girls and boys
They love to eat "fingers".
But you don’t need to be afraid
This is a grape variety!

Olya beads from mountain ash
Stringed about five meters.
To wear them around the neck
She must be a giraffe!

Autumn, Autumn golden,
Good thing you came!
You and apples, you and honey
You brought bread!

In the morning I rode on the ice
A leaf in a puddle froze -
I tried it at night
Good Santa Claus.

Fall, fall, goodbye
We say goodbye for a year.
Smile goodbye to us
Winter is coming to visit us!

Fall.   And now I want to make riddles for you.

Let it grow in the ground, but it may be on the table.

Let it be black first, but loose, tasty.

Boil it for soup for lunch,

Let's make a side dish and vinaigrette. (Potato.)

Grew under the sun and rain, getting heavier every day.

Thick, tender fell on a barrel ...(Zucchini).

3. The whole summer tried, dressed, dressed.

Curled clothes thickly. What is her name?(Cabbage.)

4. In front of us in the garden are green bushy branches,

And on the branches - red round babies.(Tomatoes.)

5. In the summer, everyone in the garden is fresh, green,

And in the winter in a barrel - strong, salty.(Cucumbers.)

6. Like brothers in a house, everyone lives in one pod.

The worm says: “Not bad

This sweetie ... (peas )».

7.What birds fly south from us?(Cranes, nightingales, geese, swallows, blackbirds,

swans)

8. What birds are left to winter with us? (Bullfinches, tits, sparrows, pigeons,

crows, crossbills - even hatch chicks in winter)

9. What animals hibernate?(Bears, hedgehogs, frogs)

Who picks apples with his back?(Hedgehog)

Who wears a hat on his leg?(Mushroom)

Who has cubs born in leaf fall?(Have hares)

Where do crayfish hibernate?(Under the snags, in the river)

What kind of grass do cats like?(To Valerian)

No one scares her, but all trembles.(Aspen)

Which vegetable has a human name?(Parsley)

A grass that even the blind can recognize by touch.(Nettle )

Vegetable Tale

Leading .

Let the children listen to the fairy tale

Once upon a time there lived an old man with an old woman,

Yes did not own a shabby hut

Our grandfather with an old woman.

They lived in a newly built house,

Not in any - comfortable.

And their life flowed without worries,

Without unrest, anxiety and hassle.

They dabbled in the evening

TV and seagull.

Happy Granny Winded Thread

Yes, socks of them knitted grandfather.

Leading.

Suddenly, the sadness overcame grandfather,

My head got sick with nothing

That back ached in one-part.

Grandfather squealed, here is misfortune!

Grandfather  . Oh I'm tired of Tv.

Grandmother . Sweep the floor in the apartment!

Grandfather . This is not a man’s business.

Grandmother . What are you talking about, grandfather, that?

Life has long equalized everyone.

Grandfather.   I don’t care much.

I don't want half revenge

I'd better turn it on Tv.

No, my eyes are tired.

Where to stretch sciatica?

Grandmother . There was no sadness

He sits all day grumbling.

Help me wind the thread.

Grandfather . Forever old stick.

This is not a man’s business.

Yes, idleness is tired.

Serve your skein

I will help to wind the ball.(Groans)

I can’t sit like that!

My back is sore.

Grandmother . Enough, grandfather, you creak!

And my back is like that.

Grandfather helps grandmother winding threads, holds a ball.

Grandmother (ceasing to wind, in thought)

Can we buy a puppy?

All this is such entertainment:

Taking a walk ...

Grandfather . What to do then walk?

I have another hobby

Sleeping for a long time already does not give:

I wish a garden. Here!

Grandmother (joyfully)

So I dream like that

I’m relishing it in my soul for a long time.

Buy, grandfather, with you a plot,

Let's plant a garden there.

From one walk to frequent

Here your blues pass.

Grandfather.   Instead, it means physical exercises;

You and I will dig beds

A chondrosis, sciatica

Let them seek others.

Leading . They began to think, to think

So and so, so as not to lose.

Presenter . The thing, however, is approaching spring,

Old people to decide.

People cannot marvel:

Slightly wanders - they are in the garden.

Leading . Glad the old man with his old woman,

He’s with a shovel, as if with a toy,

Digging all day in the garden

Grandma playfulness is only surprised.

Presenter . Grandfather stopped grumbling and cursing.

He began to smile at the joy of his wife.

Remember the damned affliction

He decided that he had no time.

Grandfather.   Time to plant the seeds.

Grandma.   You must first buy them.

Presenter . Grandfather is such a serious matter.

I was afraid to trust my wife.

He went boldly to the store,

Well, I coped with this quite.

Grandfather comes home confused

Grandma.   What are you grandfather so dumb?

Say what’s wrong with you?

Grandfather . Yes, the opportunity went on the road:

The old legs let me down.

For a pothole he stumbled somewhere

And fell, so to speak, stretched out.

All would be so nothing, but dashing!

Seeds - then scattered, oh you!

Everyone in the road dust bathed

Well, then, re-sorted.

Grandmother (waved her hands)   Oh no no no!

What shall we do now?

After all, it's time to plant in time.

Well, sow them all here and there,

We will understand when they grow up.

(Time has passed ...)

Grandma.   Grandfather, look, the sprouts appeared.

Grandfather . I see it myself. Good, everyone envy.

Grandmother . But where are the cucumbers? Where are the peas?

Where is the carrot, where is the pumpkin? Oh oh!

Grandfather . Weeds climbed right there

Then look at our greens strangled.

Grandmother . To understand what and where is the task.

Grandfather.   We hope for good luck.

And radish, and beets with cabbage

They tried and sowed densely.

Look, they’re clasping together as a family,

They will not succumb to weeds.

Leading.   Summer whole vegetables were gaining strength

They fought for the right to live with weeds.

The woodlouse at their feet covered the carpet,

They didn’t let them breathe freely,

Underfoot tangled legs of sow thistles,

Dandelion planted a garden.

Leading . But to spite weeds, forgetting about insults,

Vegetable people grew, fruits ripened.

They captivated the beauty of old people

And they argued who is what.

A tomato . I bet the most marvelous

I'm still decorative.

I, handsome, taste good,

I look like an apple.

The poison in me was first believed

My arbors were decorated.

I am not made for trouble
I am a tomato, I am for food.

Pumpkin . I'm a pumpkin, no less famous

I am constantly in use.

There are so many useful ingredients in me

Any macro - and - microelements.

After all, iron with copper and phosphorus with calcium

Extend the life of girls and boys.

And vitamins A, B, C treat insomnia.

Turnip:   What you boast yes important

I am in the Grand Duchy of Moscow

On the table was the main dish.

Both raw and steamed served.

Vitamins in me can not be counted.

Both beauty and charm also exist.

Bow : There is no need to prove the benefit of the onion,

Although I love to talk about myself.

I’m proud to give you a message:

I was and is a sacred plant.

Although, of course, I agree

What a dessert I am not good for.

Moreover, I dare to add

That I can make someone cry.

They brought me a gift to the ancient gods:

I am a symbol of the universe (at that time).

Now, however, I am only interested in

Which also cure of many diseases.

Cucumber : I'm probably the oldest,

I am from India. Hello!

The Greeks adored me for more than three thousand years.

And on the ancient obelisks,

Since ancient memorable times

Exotic fruit of Egypt -

This is I pictured!

Radish : And every child is familiar with me from childhood.

Who did not wrap a cough from a cough?

Radish compress is a miracle

But they also prepared a dish from me:

Russian jug with bread kvass,

And from the seeds crushed oil.

Potatoes : My biography is very rich:

Imported from America I once

To Holland, Spanish sailors,

And I came to Russia as a foreigner

By the will of the Great Peter.

They didn’t understand me at first,

Called the "damn apple"

And they didn’t eat tubers, but berries.

From that very often poisoned,

They were in vain angry at me.

But now I revered most of all:

Not somehow, but I consider the second bread.

Beet : About my merits

Is it possible to keep silent?

I’m in borsch, I’m in okroshka.

The ruler of Tiberius valued me very much,

Who ruled the Roman Empire.

I have many hidden opportunities

Everyone knows my medicinal ability.

Peas : You know, not you alone

And Ancient Greece, and Ancient Rome.

Sweet memories through the ages bear:

Germans used to be pea sausage

The gourmet dish was considered

And in Russia pies with peas were served to the table.

And in the wild I was eaten.

Have you ever seen pea noodles?

And in France, tra la la,

Peas with lard served at the king's table!

Cabbage : In vain tear, argue,

You all, of course, are worth a lot.

But today I’m the most important - cabbage,

If I'm not on the table

Consider it empty.

I can not only feed everyone,

But also to heal from many ailments.

As food, I’m very important,

And how good, even stewed, even fermented!

Dumplings with me are delicious things

Who will refuse such food?

Cabbage pies - a real mercy,

Confirm people of any institution.

Even parties are called skits.

I think that they will not do without me in the future.

(While each vegetable made a laudatory speech in his honor, all the others looked at him with irony, and in the end they even fought.)

Leading.   Then the old grandfather exclaimed ...

Grandfather.   What kind of vinaigrette is this?

All of you suddenly quarreled,

It’s like you broke the chain.

What do we have, grandma?

There is no order.

It’s necessary to reconcile vegetables,

But it’s not the trouble to be here.

Grandmother . So I tell them:

All of you, dear, are needed, All of you, dear, are important.

There is no reason to argue,

And the end to all talk.

Come on, grandfather, and you come on

Take the balalaika in your hands

Start playing soon

Vegetables will dance

Yes, we old amuse!

Leading. And an old man with an old woman in his garden

Harvested together.

Oh and glad they are the beauty of the vegetable,

The crop was big!

Leading.   They have at least go blanks, sell them.

Help yourself now drink a tea!

Eat an Apple Contest
Two parents hold a rope on which tied apples hang. The game involves representatives from each team. They are invited to eat at speed for an apple hanging on a rope, without touching it with his hands.

Competition "Collect Cones"
The game involves representatives from each team. They take the basket in their hands. Cones are scattered on the floor. At the signal, the children begin to collect them in their baskets. The winner is the one who collects the most cones.

Captain Contest “Gather Potatoes with a Spoon”
The game involves two people from each team. 10 potatoes are scattered on the floor. Each participant in the game has a basket and a wooden spoon in their hands. At the signal, you need to collect the potatoes with a spoon, one at a time, and put in a basket. The one who collects the most potatoes wins.

Competition "Whose sheet." (Let's remember the name of the trees and shrubs, showing the leaves - children need to know the name of the tree).

Song "Autumn is sweet, rustlings"

Autumn and the months give orders to all the guys.

“We give the following order:
To be good without embellishment is the time
In vain do not waste words - these are two,
Who is weaker, help - these are three,
Help clean the apartment - there you are, my friend, four,
More smart books to read - that's five,
Take friendship for honor - it's six,
Be mindful of everyone - these are seven,
We’ll also ask you, have fun autumn - it's eight,
Nine to sing and dance
Ten - live, do not lose heart! ”

“Today you all deserve the gifts of autumn. Here is the cherished basket. ”

The guys are treated to fruit.

PHOTO GALLERY

BOARD DESIGN

SCENE

IN A DANCE WITH AUTUMN

ATTRACTION “POTATO COLLECTION”

The script of the literary and musical composition "Autumn Inspiration"

Purpose:  to systematize and expand children's ideas about the amazing time of the year - autumn, based on the works of Ruzayev poets, to cultivate love and respect for the native land.
Tasks:
  - develop sensory perception, creative imagination and imagination;
  - foster a sense of beauty, love of nature.
  Invited: teachers and pupils of MBOU DOD "CDC" UNITER ", parents, guests - poets of the Ruzaevsky Literary Salon" Lira ".
  Equipment: microphones, mixing console, computer equipment.

Leading:T.V. Sirotkina
  Sounds musical piece P.I. Tchaikovsky "Seasons. Fall. November".
Leading:  (Poem by O.A. Zhukovskaya)
  Every day the weather changes
  Leaf flies in the palm of yellow, red.
  Well, friends, another time of the year ...
  Goodbye summer, autumn, hello!

How we want to return in the summer,
  Through the rains see the blue sky.
  Only the wind drives the bird leaves ...

Though it’s sad to part with the summer,
  Smiling, we will ask him
  In the heart of the warm sun to stay.
  Goodbye, summer, hello, autumn!

  “It's a sad time!” Eyes charm! ”... Who from school does not remember these Pushkin lines by heart? Poets of all time are not tired of singing Autumn in their poems. And how can one remain indifferent at the sight of constantly changing scenery in the theater of nature? As a magnificent actress in the final act of the play “The Seasons”, autumn changes masks and magnificent dresses several times a day, generously gives people their fruits, sums up the past year, brings light sadness to romantics, and makes philosophers think about the transience of life.
  And of course, everyone knows that autumn is the beginning of the school year, the most exciting time for teachers and their students. That is why in autumn we celebrate the wonderful holiday "Teacher's Day"!
Today we celebrate this holiday with people whose fate is directly related to teaching. These are the members of the Ruzaevsky Literary Salon: German Gracilev Veniaminovich Zubotykina Valentina Vasilievna, Gandyurina Galina Vasilyevna, Ruzankina Tamara Pavlovna, Zhukovskaya Olga Arkadevna and the organizer of the salon Natalya Tugarina.
  We will devote our festive evening to Autumn, because each of the poets sees in her something special: either bright, outrageous, then gloomy and rainy; now deep philosophical, then childishly simple and joyful.
  Today we will see many beautiful paintings of autumn, which our poets captured in their poems.
  I. Listen to the warm landscapes painted by German Veniaminovich Gracilev in his poem, which Anna Kondratova will read.
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  September was excellent just:
  The sun shone day-to-day
  The wind did not have enough growth
  Get to the crown of gold;
  And the day was quiet, and the evening was sweet,
  And the world is crystal blue
  And my shoulders went down
  Autumnal royal peace.
  The soul was warmed with warmth
  And the mood - even where!
  September is such, then Indian summer
  I will never forget.

  Gracilev G.V. reads his poems:
No more beautiful
  When the autumn gloomy day
  Suddenly the sun will shine
  And the web coils around
  Half-bent wattle
  And like a man tipsy,
  Autumn weaves along the path
  And baked potatoes
  The air in the village is saturated
  When silver dew
  Grass sprinkled and crowns,
  And the fish splashing in the back
  Freeze And wait a bit!
  When through the red bushes
  You penetrate the magic forest
  You collect mushrooms in a basket,
  Believe me: there is no beauty more beautiful!
* * *
  Here is autumn ginger cat
  Scratched out my window
  She brought a mushroom basket
  Bread fell asleep in the threshing floor
  Summer overthrew from the pedestal
  Brought to bitter tears
  And ruthlessly plucked
  Fashionable dresses with birches.
  But decorated the roads
  Deciduous flower garden.
  Ubiquitous magpies
  Having fun in the bush.
  They are, of course, tailed,
  Far to the nightingale
  But in the period of sad
  Their pleasant chatter.
  That's all I accept
  Although at heart I’m not very happy.
  I understand perfectly
  What has already faded my garden.
  Here is autumn ginger cat
  Settled with me.
  I fling a stitch
  In a burned-out stove, I ...
Leading:  Autumn is a time that inspires us with a creative mood, pleasant thoughts and even melodies. Daria Ruzankina will tell us about one of them.
  2. Autumn blues.
Leading:And the next poem by Tamara Pavlovna Ruzankina, which Marina Shukshina will read, will introduce us to an unusual hero, an autumn leaf.
3.
* * *
  A leaf torn from a branch
  Yellow red and dry
  Fell there by the gazebo
Circling like fluff.
  Caught in the sharp wind
  Again soared to the top
  Like a mad jump
  I didn’t want to die.
  Fell, rose again
  Without bothering you
  Suddenly fell - and stayed,
  Obeyed fate ...
(Tugarina N.B. speaks briefly about the poet and gives him the floor)
  Ruzankina T.P. reads his poems:
* * *
  Favorite time - autumn bad weather
  Where the sun's ray is like an expectation of happiness
  Look only for a moment
  And seems to have reached
  All that hopelessly asked
  Not with fate, but simply with nature.
  It came like marvelous weather.
August
  Yellow leaves
  Slowly circle
  Get cold under them
  Dark puddles.
  The sky is falling
  Right above the roof
  Rain drops
  Fall audibly
  They hit the window
  In a rustle merging.
  Everything turns green -
  Rain washes.
  Pleases freshness
  Damp wind.
  Only passing
  Sonorous summer.
Leading:The following composition, “Yellow Leaves,” will sound for you performed by Alena Bessonova.
  4. "Leaves are yellow."
Leading:  In the verses of Gandyurina Galina Vasilievna, rich in original personifications, autumn landscapes literally come to life before our eyes. We listen to her poem "Autumn" performed by Chernova Yana.

5. Autumn
  Leaves are busy, leaves are busy
  So their time has come.
  At night, the winds behind the window laugh;
  Children went to school.

Low rowan bent in the wind
  Gives a bonfire from brushes.
  Rain drumming on bent branches.
  Haze fogs the expanse.

Winter apples, tearing off a branch,
  Lie quietly in the grass.
  Summer is over, and I, looking around,
  I will echo him.
(Tugarina N.B. speaks briefly about the poet and gives him the floor)
  Gandyurina G.V. reads his poems:
* * *
  I like autumn mornings.
  No, not like that - the sun with the cold,
  And wet, with foggy rains.
  Such a mildly sad time.
  I like autumn mornings
  When the asters were wet at the door.
  And there’s a lot of berries on the mountain ash,
  But goats are no longer driven from the yard.

I like autumn mornings
  Where the faded chillies of chrysanthemum
  And the dark antennas look at the sky,
  And the day is a little shorter than yesterday.

I like autumn mornings
  Where a light leaf, circling, lies quietly.
  Does not want to fall from a branch of sea buckthorn ...
  I like autumn mornings.

Artist - Autumn

Autumn again, taking the easel under the armpit
  I went to the hill to draw.
  Yellow smeared with excess.
  Well, she can’t get other colors ?!

She scribbled a little:
  Rowan berries have turned red.
  And the skies of autumn coverlet
  Complementing gold paintings.

Gray sandy road.
  Small and frequent rains.
  There are many crane wedges in the sky.
  It is getting colder, and do not wait for heat.

Did not like. And like any artist,
  All pictures are under the legs and down.
  Leaves flew around and in the rain
  They laid down on the damp ground.

That's all. Tired of resting
  He thinks about something about his own.
Well, she’s growing up to replace
  Little frost with October.

Leading:  The pupil gives you her dance “Leaf” "Dance" ____________________________.
  6. Dance
Leading:Autumn is the time of year when bright colors are erased, and the rain drizzling outside the window evokes light sadness and sadness. We will see such a picture in the next poem by Valentina Vasilyevna Zubotykina, which will be performed by Victoria Chugunova.
  7. Early fall

That autumn dropped the whole leaf on an aspen,
  Amber leaf awarded birch.
  Scarlet flags hung on maples.
  And it spills autumn tears to the ground.

The fields were empty, the forest became quiet.
  Mushrooms from under stale grass are barely noticeable.
  A lead sky hung over us.
  And the wind is cold, damp, unfriendly.

What a rainy early autumn!
  Houses, gardens, gardens - all are wet.
  The apartments are cool, it’s too early to heat.
  Only occasionally does the sun shine through our windows.
(Tugarina N.B. speaks briefly about the poet and gives him the floor)
  Zubotykina V.V. reads his poems:
  Happy Teacher's Day!

Teacher’s Day is a national holiday,
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