Abc sing with me

9000

This is a cool singing,

This is cool music,

Always fresh, new,

Emergency!

***

Her voice

as if from those worlds,

which is high

above the thickness of the clouds.

Her name

is hot, like fire,

who has forgotten,

here is a hint for you - d'Arc.

Her appearance

is not a force at all, not a farce,

will stay here -

and fly to Mars.

***

In your masterpieces,

Leonid Agutin,

there is rhythm, there is chic

and not full boredom!

***

Your thin voice, Alsu,

In my soul I carefully carry.

***

Yuri Antonov

For a long time touched

incomparable, excellent music.

For me, he alone is a sorcerer!

Eh, Nadezhda Babkina,

Set the heat -

The merchant lost her soul!

Nadya, Grandmothers - on!

***

Nikolai Baskov

Gentle, sweet, affectionate!

***

from the open heart of Dima Bilan

Good songs

sound wondrous and glorious!

***

After many years

I, as if anew,

listening to songs

Tanya Bulanova.

With such a frequency

It's so nice to listen to them,

like a gentle hello

from the times that never return!

Those sobbing songs “don’t cry” and “what a pity”,

where love and sadness are merged in music,

only the voice of Tatyana

Magic, viscous

***

is able to sink

so that it is sweetly tormented,

so that the souls are melted,

hearts freezed

from music, dreams, beauty and sadness . ..

o, beautiful van - melodic Laima!

Your style is flawless, design queen!

***

From incorporeal and fragile Valeria –

Symphony voice, extravaganza voice!

***

Tell me,

why Varum

worries the heart,

but not the mind?

***

Anna Veski,

of the former, Soviet,

of those made in the USSR,

Today for many -

Example!

***

No! Vitas is not at all a saint, not a righteous one,

But what an ideal, correct one!

***

I am grateful to the old gramplast,

in which, as in the coveted chest,

stored the sounds of childhood and pictures,

flickering light in the distance.

I remember: the voice of the blue color

Sadly sang about the blue handkerchief ...

Everything has gone somewhere, this has disappeared,

Flickering somewhere, shining in the distance.

I see a field, a field of daisies

And a woman in a shoulder-length jacket.

She will suffer all through the song, she will say...

And I see it all in the distance.

And I hear everything, I understand everything.

Needle in a circle ... Clicked, the end.

I mentally remove the record from the disk,

The record of childhood - Olga Voronets.

He wrote many sonorous songs,

But now he is not interesting to me.

***

Garipova Dina

P O T R L A,

Threw my soul into the sky!

***

Vivat! Georgian Tamara!

You have been generously rewarded with a gift.

When I hear your voice,

I am happy! Tamara, sing!

***

Really

I will hear the Gverdtsiteli

Tamriko someday,

Her voice, like mercury,

will not be built on the air,

And freely, as if a bird,

will fly in the space of the day

and will touch me

Not in an electronic wrapper,

A, bypassing the microphones,

He will sound live

And give bliss?

***

Option "from the heart":

Alexander, oh, the wisest, Gradsky!

He is real, brotherly hello to him!

And here is another option - “from the head”:

Alexander, oh, the wisest, Gradsky!

His voice is our wealth,

Property, more valuable than oil or gas -

Multifaceted, purest diamond!

***

No need to offend Andrey Gubin

and write nasty songs about him.

Hear everyone: We love Andrey very much,

His smile, music - 5!

***

They have Stevie Wonder,

We have Gurtskaya.

Voices from God,

Fate is not easy.

***

Like her,

no one can sing

ever.

So could

only one

she,

Markovna.

Valley Larisa Aleksandrovna

voice is akin to all the stars in the world.

She was subject to everything:

at least jazz, at least mantras -

on!

Take everything,

Just find it on the air!

***

Victor Drobysh -

My sweetheart!

If there were no Yesenin,

I didn’t know how

hear the autumn music

in the lines of the light verse,

would not pour the song pure,

, breaking the heart, sadness,

and the shower did not know the shower b true

beauty that gives Rus'!

Christmas tree how did it get here

in my alphabet?

- I don't know.

On a big balloon

brought her here?

I didn’t invite her,

I don’t listen to her singing,

because,

frankly,

her singing is not “mine”.

But she got here.

For what reason?

- There is a reason,

I answer:

there is a shortage of the letter "Yo".

Everything merged together

in this wonderful girl:

voice, as if from paradise,

unearthly beauty,

strength of spirit and will,

overcome grief.

How her name suits her

with jasmine scent!

Zatsepin has hooked me since childhood

with his songs about the world and the sea.

Years pass, but they still beckon

to their own world, to its expanses

to know the miserly truth of being,

where everything is one: storms, and things.

Everything is simple and difficult - I know -

in a world that was not invented by us.

***

Her songs are similar to a huge life,

In these songs her loud voice floats . ..

Sometimes in the morning, instead of the anthem, Fatherland

would be happy to listen to their people!

I could write about Alexander Ivanov.

I could dedicate these lines to Ivanushki.

But there is no stirring in the soul.

Why? - I do not know. Impossible to explain.

There was so much sun -

everything sparkled,

when Jaak "Yolla" sang -

Yo a la a!

Come on, Philip Kirkorov -

You are not a king for us, you are a king!

With your powerful voice-choir

Hit the brain and the heart!

***

Iosif Kobzon is our era.

In a conversation about him, the word is superfluous "bad".

***

Composer Krylatov

both songs and soul are winged!

You're sexy pussy

has always been in first place.

What a pity I can't hear now

your marvelous voice, Katya Lel!

Valery Leontiev is truly cool,

because he is alive, real, passionate!

And the voice, living separately from the body

in the player's headphones, is a miracle, he is the best!

***

Higher than the mountains, wider than the sea

Voice of Grigory Leps!

***

He is the most peaceful person in the world LEO:

He is the king of singers, the favorite of virgins!

***

Have fun with Lolita!

Energy is hidden in it - tons!

Thick and velvety, like the color of the Baku night,

free, like the Caspian wave,

your voice sounds without losing power,

time flies through, standing

In the Sun, the heat is melted with liquid mercury,

He pours and captivates the heart, hearing,

He conquers the depth and essence,

In it, the immortality of the Living Spirit is hidden in it.

***

Andrey Makarevich –

philosophy, drive!

Time Machine -

It`smylife!

***

Alexandra Malinina

crimson voice

full of the air of the Motherland,

sun and showers.

***

This is my mother's favorite singer -

the most talented,

the most sincere!

Remember Alyonushka,

This is she

in childhood Manil and called for a fairy tale,

Apple trees Color,

Tender as his voice,

Remember,

How was it beautiful and how young is?

Two swans flying high?

With this music

have become related, grown together.

If she hears,

always sings along,

she knows his songs by heart.

Mom likes Evgeny Martynov -

gentle, piercing -

true genius.

***

Miracle melodies,

shrill voice,

Meladze brothers,

you are amazing!

***

"Meridian" -

Mediator on strings,

The voice of hope

delicate.

Like snowy heights,

free and clean,

It sounds in the male,

Earth frame -

Wave, and thrill,

and again excitement:

***

Through the waves of the melody

Small images of the Motherland of Minor ...

, and even if we do not even have something to us. still inspire,

suggest what

pure overflow strings.

Could you

give bright, marvelous feelings.

“Meridian” -

In my memory dark you light,

Light in the window, balmine ...

***

even if Mark Minkov

created only one “monologue” in his life -

This confession-song from Tsvetaeva's lines,

he would be worthy of the most sincere words

grateful descendants. Thank you Minkov!

***

With a magic key

he opened the door

of the big simple-hearted

Russian heart.

And fly from all the windows

sounds of a wondrous voice.

The ticket office cannot cope with sales.

Guess who I'm talking about?

- About Mikhailov Stas!

Igor Nikolaev, let's drink to love!

Let it pass, but come again

To those whose heart asks, in whom the soul sings.

It's okay that autumn, wait - love will come!

***

I would like to hear

again and again

voice "NN" -

Nikolai Noskov.

Don't scold Orbakaite,

She's great, just know!

***

Distant star -

happy, but harsh -

no-no, yes it will flash again,

will illuminate everything with itself.

On an old film,

a sign of the times of the past,

she - Lyubov Orlova -

still reigns!

At Alexandra Pakhmutova's

The soul is wide open!

Her heroic music -

Historical treasure!

***

No matter how life moves,

but a strong foundation -

poured into Pelageya

Frosya Burlakova.

***

Eva Polna

original complete.

***

Vladimir Presnyakov is not at all insipid -

He is thoughtful, honest, interesting.

***

Alla Pugacheva...

Not a single extra word.

I want to hear her songs,

Like a confession, again and again...

***

Edita Piekha - era milestone,

Queen of hearts, queen of success!

By the way, that and the Piekha boy

Lucky and lucky: a child of success!

“Live, country, immense my Russia! ..”

Thank you, Masha, you are so sincerely

voted!

***

His name was Viktor Reznikov,

he left, but his songs -

someone's peers of youth -

still turn us on.

Cute and bright,

became cool gifts

to Pugacheva and Boyarsky,

they hit the target - not in the eyebrow, but in the eye.

Larisa Dolina sang them,

we had a great time with her.

They added great

to the list under the name "Class!".

They were a mark of the times,

, however, their time has not passed,

if they are rushing out of the stirrup

and soul, and legs dance!

***

We have always loved Sofia Rotaru.

Her voice is beautiful, she is a star!

***

Outside the door of the one,

Outside the door

, the old woman is an ancient,

lives with

nasty, telling

and tongue-in-cheek,

but, I think, probably

still with a pure soul.

She grumbles and frowns,

when she goes to the street,

goes down the stairs,

on the stairs - a mess.

Walks with difficulty, like a chicken.

worries about cleanliness,

swears and pouts -

everything is always wrong with her!

***

Was once a janitor,

was in charge of the courtyard.

The chest was under the stairs,

inventory was in it.

Chalk, dug, cleaned,

so that there was not a single leaf,

quickly everything is so, quickly.

But time passed, that chest

was put out of the entrance,

with it the cat spirit was evicted.

“And thank God!” - mentally

the people say.

A old, stubborn,

the yard remained a mother,

plants flowers again -

tries, puffs.

At the entrance, various rags

puts down so that the feet are dirty,

someone from the street, going to the entrance,

wipes the rags.

He glares with an evil black eye,

always nagging at everyone,

who did not keep cleanliness in public places

.

And even if you are a professor,

but if you don't wash the stairs,

you will read hatred, aggression

in her eyes.

She alone is righteous,

she alone lives rightly.

For a long time, everything was weighed with

on simple scales . ..

So: Behind the door of the painted,

her hand -colored hand,

sounds all over the holidays

with a bowing pratefon.

Always the same - not different,

the same music

because of the door on holidays

rushes to the whole house.

Ruslanova sings to the fullest.

So all ruddy

and all so Russian

she seems to me.

So loud!

Although the record is not clean -

hisses, wheezes with whistles,

but the old man breathes!

About a month that turned crimson

, and about felt boots,

also about "I'm tired"

flies from behind the door.

Behind that door is timelessness,

there are shops and rubble,

and it smells like a village.

There is another world inside.

Ruslanova sings, sings...

And Talanova celebrates

behind the wooden door

his simple holiday.

To that glorious music -

to Lydia Ruslanova -

I'm walking up the stairs,

I'm going to my home.

Yuliya Savicheva

young voice

whether clear or gloomy

days are always with me. (in the player)

***

Sarukhanov songs

I repeat again,

, resurrecting in memory

Everything that is behind:

nervous rhythmic

Sounds are energetic,

and, as before, touched as before, touch

soul "Old Men".

***

Alena Sviridova - a man-pipe,

she turns notes into watercolor,

creates miracles with her magic brush -

pink flamingo flies into the sky!

***

Bright sequin - Katya Semyonova!

Katya and wisdom are synonymous words.

***

"And the wedding music

is so carefree!..." -

How sweet and desperate

Alexander Serov sang!

***

All:

Smile,

Voice Voice,

Young Family View -

per week,

in Komarovo,

last century beckoned to me.

sends greetings from the former life

forever young Igor Sklyar.

His meeting with this song is

a sign of fate,

a happy gift!

Mikael Tariverdiev -

This is a whole world,

It is endless and wondrous -

The world in the sound of lyre ...

***

What is

Timati for me?

- So far -

primitivities.

***

How much good, clean, bright

And something so dear

A bright woman gave us -

Valya Tolkulova.

***

How you want to hear Trumpeter,

His motive, as if flying into the distance,

But, alas, the loudspeakers are silent.

Well, where, where is the real voice?!

Taste of the past past,

in which I was not,

, I got through Utyosova,

Having got into other times,

where the cobbler of TSOK-chopali

Maruschi in Moscow was,

and where the sea is black-eyed

bloomed with a garden dear city,

where something was moving,

pushing the water with a wheel. ..

And the past came so close to the heart,

that it became a reality, not a dream.

Behind Yulina is Maxim Fadeev.

He is at the head of a brigade of sorcerers!

When I take off my narrow shoes,

I hear the voice of Senchina and Khil.

Their "Give me music, rather music!"

sounds so cool, like live!

"Viktor Tsoi is alive!"

You probably never saw this phrase

on some fence,

on some wall.

There is no such city in our country,

wherever it is written:

“Viktor Tsoi is alive!”.

And even though time is moving rapidly into the distance

rushes, runs,

this phrase is invariably

on some wall

suddenly pops up before your eyes

and reminds me

about canvas field

and cucumbers

aluminum -

we have not seen them.

But some kind of freedom

embraced us then -

with the rapture of Tsoi's song

all cities sang.

From the larynx powerfully rushed

a call for change.

Times have not changed -

Viktor Tsoi - alive!

Although I didn’t touch the classics here,

but now it's time for "H", so what?

More worthy than HE did not turn out to be.

"Chayf", Chumakov, Chicherina - nothing

in comparison with the greatest and mighty,

who was, and is, and will be my idol.

There is no higher, brighter, better

pleasure than to be in the captivity of the immortal Nutcracker,

than to plunge into the world created by HIM!

Not some kind of plain sight -

what is a radiant smile worth!

All so lively, sparkling

our dove is vociferous!

Her singing is sonorous, bright,

in it her soul is generous, hot,

pure pleasure from him.

What kind of artist am I?

***

swept a waterfall,

Sun spray,

Red!

Yuri Shevchuk,

You are a singer -

Great!

I don't remember the name of this song -

It's been a long time since the civil war.

But in our childhood, in our upbringing

She always accompanied us.

At matinees we sang it

On Red Day November 7th.

I will hardly forget her now,

She has grown together with me forever not in vain.

A melody, calm, like an exhalation,

The drawl in the chorus of the word "Uh-uh" ...

Well, who can now give out such a thing?

And where can you hear it now, where?

So what song am I talking about?

I will say one thing: the key in it is Shchors.

And it still worries me,

And on the overcoat in red drops of pile ...

Everything is so palpable and so familiar.

And childhood was like yesterday.

We often sing this song at home.

How sweetly my son slept with her until morning!

When I go completely crazy,

I will go into captivity to these letters.

I remember there was once a "Forum",

and then "Electroclub".

The voice of Vitya Saltykov

was once sweet and loving.

***

Eteri sunk into my soul -

I want to watch and listen to her!

I won't lie:

I heard a lot about her,

but I didn't hear her voice.

But, I think, it will not be superfluous at all,

so that at least something happened about her

.

Wait,

, of course, I heard:

on the radio, who hasn’t heard “Sasha”?

The fate of the singer is embroidered with a bright thread.

But in the middle -

blackness, failure ...

"Madame sold out! White-faced gypsy!" -

applauded in madness "Coliseum".

O young, beautiful, great!

Star of distant unforgettable days.

Rich timbre, deep voice, grace,

love and passion and courage - what in return?

Instead - delight, ovation, ovation! ..

... The twentieth twentieth ended.

And ahead - oblivion, shadows of captivity.

The twentieth century is tragic, changeable,

marked by an unprecedented rise upwards,

crowned with thorns and laurels,

played with people - threw it up and down.

The time has come - oblivion has dissipated.

Russia changed sails again.

And again they sound free and confident

once forgotten voices.

And again on the stage, that one, no longer young.

And again applause and flowers.

Like a breath of wind, the name - Yuriev -

reached its new height.

Incomparable Queen of Romance,

legend of the century, chosen by God,

how exactly her life is measured by a century.

And how long memory has been given to us!

Do not slip away from the numbers of magic -

One, nine, two zeros, a hyphen,

Two thousand ...

on a stone, on paper whether you will see

-

and not be surprised!

Perhaps this is a completely unexpected sign.

But the circle

has always been a friend of harmony.

Everything is bright and all extraordinary

is not just born,

not suddenly ...

will appear when what kind of Yana,

Or maybe Yasha?

But since they are not there yet, not without flaw

I will sing something for you and I.

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1st class. Holiday "Farewell to the ABC" | Class hour (Grade 1) on the topic:

Holiday "Thank you, ABC, to you!"

1. Good school today!

The hall is on fire,

We are on our merry holiday

We invite all our friends!

2. Come in, pass

The way is clear, illuminated

We invite you today

Say goodbye to the primer.

3. If you have left your laziness,

Violations are behind,

Then be bold,

Come in the door faster!

4. If everything is in order:

School desks, books and notebooks

Friendship with a book forever

We invite you here.

First-graders enter the hall to the song "Little Country"

5. Why not at the lessons

Schoolchildren in the morning?

Why in dress uniform

Kids today?

6. They removed the cover from the ABC,

And there are no bookmarks ...

Everyone is a little excited,

What is the secret?

7. Finished this book

Schoolchildren yesterday.

And today is the day of farewell,

The Feast of the Primer.

8.      We are very happy today

All guests welcome:

Dear parents and teachers.

9. First class, first class

Invited you to the party.

Adults and children know

Both a miner and a diver,

What is the hardest thing in the world

The very first school class.

10. First class is

The first perky bell.

The first class is

The first serious lesson.

11. Girls in class know

Boys know:

The first grade is

The first school book.

12. We have worked hard

Indeed, to tell the truth

The beginning of Russian literacy

On the pages of the Primer.

13. Why do we call our textbook

ABC?

And others call the

Book a primer?

14. The book that acquaints with the letter,

They called the primer in old times.

In honor of the Slavic "az" and "beeches"

Named ABC Book.

The guys sing the song “Goodbye, primer!” words and music by L. Melnikova

Teacher: - Dear children! Most recently, on September 1, you crossed the threshold of the school. Millions of primers and alphabets came to all first-graders of our Motherland. They are all different! But each of them helped many people to read the words “mother”, “motherland”, “school”, “teacher”, “book” for the first time. And you and I learned from our ABC not only to read, but learned a lot of new and interesting things. And today we have invited you, our dear guests, to share our joy: the children have finished studying the first school book - the ABC, and are saying goodbye to their good friend.

15. On an autumn day, on a wonderful day

We did not go camping in vain.

It was very interesting

On the pages of the primer.

16. We all knew how to speak

Yes, and read a little

He wanted to reveal the primer to us

Secrets of the language. We walked along the pictures.

18. Our journey was not very long,

The days are running unnoticed,

And now on the bookshelves

Other books are waiting for us.

19. To those who love adventure,

We will reveal our secret:

More exciting than reading,

There is nothing in the world!

Children perform the song "What they teach at school".

20. Daily in the morning

We need to study

We keep our eyes on the blackboard

And the teacher teaches us.

21. Spruce, axe, shovel, hands -

We hear sounds in every word.

These different sounds:

Vowels, consonants.

22. At first we did not know the letters,

Mothers read fairy tales to us,

And now we read them ourselves,

Fairy tales have become friends with us.

23. With this book for the first time

came to my first, bright class,

I fell in love with this book,

I studied all the letters in it.

And how glad I am to say:

"Now I know how to read!"

24. We know letters, we know syllables,

We know how to speak, count

And gradually, little by little

We learned to read everything.

25. How good it is to be able to read!

Don't pester your mother,

Don't shake your grandmother:

“Read, please! Read!"

26. Don't beg your sister:

"Well, read another page!"

No need to call,

No need to wait,

Or you can take

And read!

Teacher. - Guys, the holiday has begun, but the main guest, ABC, is not. Let's call her.

Alphabet enters with a copybook to the melody of A. Rybnikov "ABC"

ABC:

You just came to school -

I met with you.

The days of study flowed,

We became friends.

I taught you letters,

Both writing and reading,

Strong friendship and work,

And also patience.

You are unrecognizable today:

You began to read smartly,

You became very literate,

You grew wiser, matured,

And I want to say now:

I am glad, my friends, for you!

Script:

We got to know you

On a cheerful September day,

You worked for glory,

You did not work in vain.

You started with a hook,

You tortured me for a long time.

Finally learned

You write from A to Z.

Teacher: - ABC, take the parade. Letters from A to Z become!

- Vowels?

- Here!

- Consonants?

- Here!

- Letters that do not represent sounds?

- Here!

27. The vowels stretch in a ringing song,

They can cry and scream,

They can cradle a child in the crib,

But they don’t want to whistle and grumble.

28. The letter A tastes sweet,

Like sugar watermelon.

29. The letter E is in the word "spruce",

A blizzard sweeps the spruce.

30. The letter Y is in the word "hedgehog"

You can easily find it.

31. Letter I

I - toys,

I - game.

Loves children's games.

32. The letter O

O is like a ringlet,

Like the fur on a lamb.

33. Letter U.

Do you recognize the letter U?

34. The letter Y is in the word "bull",

"The bull is used to pinching grass!

35. Letter E.

This house is similar to yours -

It has one floor.

36. The letter Y.

Yulia jumps like a top,

37. Letter Ya.

I am the smartest of all, friends!”

Don't forget that the letter I is

The very last!

38. And the consonants agree

Rustle, whisper, whistle

Even snort and creak,

But they don't want to sing.

39. Letter Y.

Raspberry yogurt

Our favorite!

40. Letter L.

Summer, heavy rain, leaf fall,

I'm glad for any weather!

41. The letter M.

I learned the letter M early,

After all, it is in the word "mother"!

42. Letter N.

N - Happy New Year,

Will come to visit us soon!

43. Letter R.

R - growls like a lynx,

Hey, beware of me!

44. Letter X.

Letter X having fun:

Hee-hee-hee yes ha-ha-ha!

45. Letter C.

Drip-drip-drip - drop by drop

A fine rain drizzles.

The letter C, like a heron

Standing on one leg.

46. Letter C.

Cups, kettle, sweet tea,

What letter? Answer!

47. The letter S.

The letter S is in the word shield.

On impact, it cracks!

48 Letter B

He bleated: “I'm afraid! Be-e-e!

Do you recognize the letter B?

49. The letter B.

The letter B is in the word “ox”,

I found it easily!

50. Letter G.

What kind of noise? What is thunder?

The letter G was brought to us by a dwarf.

He caught on a nail

And our poor guest fell!

51. Letter D.

Letter D, like a house,

I lived in such a village.

52. Letter J.

Do you recognize the familiar sound?

The letter Zh buzzes like a beetle.

53. The letter Z.

Z rings like a bell,

Urging us to the lesson.

54. The letter K.

The letter K, like a doll

Nice little letter!

55. Letter П.

П - wonderful gifts

56. Letter S.

S- whistles like a whistle,

Run as fast as you can!

57. The letter T.

I took a thick notebook,

I will write the letter T.

58. Letter Ф.

59. Letter Sh.

I rustle like a tire

And I'm pretty!

Do you recognize the letter Sh?

60. Hard mark:

I am a very strong sign, which is why I am proud.

I share the letters in the word,

It's a pity, they lose me!

61. Soft sign:

I am a soft sign.

You will find me

And in the word "pouring"

And in the word "rain".

ABC:

So that you guys do not forget the letters and sounds, I will give you keys - reminders.

Alphabet issues laminated rulers of letters

62. Even if it's not just that, let it be!

Let's learn everything by heart!

To the letter - the letter, to the word - the word -

Native speech was born!

63. As easy as baking a pancake,

When the dough is ready.

We will know the alphabet -

Everything around will speak!

64. Let's read books,

The world is huge to learn.

Alphabetical family

Presented to you, friends!

65. Who wants to read for himself,

Will study letters,

And from this threshold -

The road leads to knowledge.

Teacher: - Now we will see what the ABC has taught you.

Divide the children into 3 teams.

1 “Collect a letter” competition

One letter is printed on paper squares. Letters according to the number of commands. Cut the squares into different shapes according to the number of players in the team. Each team has a different letter.

2 contest "Collect the word"

Each team receives an envelope with a set of letters. The children must make a word from these letters.

3 “Auction” competition

A long word is written on a large sheet of paper. From the letters of this word you need to make as many different words as possible.

ABC:

Wonderful lands for you

Will open the way from A to Z.

In that they read the ABC,

Completed the course of sciences.

And now, without a break

You will read any book.

ABC gives certificates to students.

ABC:

Well on the road, girls, boys,

Miracles await you on the way.

Take your favorite books with you -

They will help you walk.

Copy:

The book will help you reach the heights,

Go down to the bottom of the ocean more than once,

But remember, you must try,

So that happiness, luck, believe in you!

I'll give you, my friends, postcards so that you don't forget how to write letters beautifully and correctly.

We brought dads and moms together,

But not for fun.

Today we report

About our progress.

We are in new outfits today,

And everyone looks happy,

Because today we learned the alphabet ahead of schedule

!

Wake me up at night,

In the very middle,

I'll tell you the alphabet

Without one hesitation!

vowel letters we love,

And more every day.

We don't just read them -

We sing these letters!

Thousand words per minute today,

Like a typewriter, I write.

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