Thirty days has September,
April, June and November.
February has twenty-eight alone.
All the rest have thirty-one.
But leap year coming once in four
Gives February one day more.
Rain, rain, go away.
Come again some other day.
Little Billy wants to play.
Twelve month
January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.
February snows again
And sometimes it brings us rain.
March brings sunny days and winds
So we know that spring begins.
April brings the primrose sweet,
We see daisies at our feet.
May brings flowers, joy and grass
And the holidays for us.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses.
Fills the children’s hands with posies.
Hot July brings apples and cherries
And a lot of other berries.
August brings us golden corn,
Then the harvest home is born.
Warm September brings us school,
Days are shorter, nights are cool.
Fresh October brings much fruit
Then to gather them is good.
Red November brings us joy,
Fun for every girl and boy.
Cold December brings us skating,
For the New Year we are waiting.
Flowers here,
Flowers there,
Flowers growing everywhere.
Flowers
Red and yellow,
White and blue,
The gayest flowers
Are only for you!
Fine flowers
We come to the field,
My sister and I,
To see fine flowers,
And the blue, blue sky.
Spring is green,
Summer is bright.
Autumn is yellow,
Winter is white.
The wind
Oh, I want to know
What does the wind do?
Where does the wind go,
Mother, when it does not blow?
No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind came from,
Where the wind goes.
About winter
Winter is snowy,
Winter is frosty.
The ground is white
All day and all night.
Birds in winter
When all the ground with snow is white,
The hungry bird soon comes,
And jumps about in grey cold light
To get the brown bread crumbs.
How glad he is to get to eat
A piece of cake or bread!
He wears no shoes upon his feet,
No hat upon his head!
Winter-time
When it is the winter-time
We go up the street,
And we make the snow speak
With our little feet –
«Crickle, crackle, crickle,
Crrreet, crrreet, crrreet!»
Skating, skating,
Boys and girls so gay.
Like to skate together
On a winter day.
Skiing, skiing,
Boys and girls so gay.
Like to ski together
On a winter day.
White fields
In the winter time we go
Walking in the fields of snow;
Where there is no grass at all;
Where the top of every wall,
Every fence and every tree
Is as white as white can be.
Pointing out the way we came, -
Everyone of them is the same –
All across the fields there be
Prints in silver filigree;
And our mothers always know
By our footprints in the snow
Where the children go.
On a winter day
Down comes the snow
On a winter day.
I make a snow-man
When I go to play.
Weather
«What is it going to be today?»
«Rain or snow?» the people say.
They look at the sky, all wooly grey,
And watch the way the wind is blowing –
And they suddenly know –
Because it’s suddenly snowing!
This is the season
When children can ski,
Play snowballs
And dance round the New Year Tree.
It’s winter, it’s winter,
Let us skate and ski!
It’s winter, it’s winter,
It’s great fun for me!
The snow is falling,
The wind is blowing,
The ground is white
All day and all night.
Skating, skating,
Around and round we go
Over the frosty ice
And through the frosty snow.
Skating, skating,
Boys and girls so gay.
Like to skate together
On a winter day.
About spring
Spring is coming,
Spring is coming,
Flowers are coming too.
Snowdrops, lilies, daffodils
Now are coming too.
Spring, spring, spring!
The trees are green,
Blue skies are seen.
Grey winter has gone away!
The world looks new and gay.
About summer
This is the season when nights are short.
And children have plenty of fun and sport.
Boating and swimming all day long
Will make us healthy and strong.
Summer is over
September comes.
October and November
Are autumn months.
About autumn
It is the season
When school-friends meet;
When noisy and gay,
And browned by the sun
With their books and bags
To school they run.
The summer is over,
The trees are bare.
There is mist in the garden
And frost in the air.
Autumn In autumn when the trees are brown
