Large dictations in the Russian language. Mini dictations. Roses for mom

Among the search queries on the site, there are often requests for dictation texts for grade 4. It is difficult to propose such texts that would suit all teachers. primary school. Everyone works according to their own educational and methodological complex and is able to compose or choose a text that suits all conditions (goals, thematic section, types of orthograms, time, etc.).

We offer dictations without a grammar task, but taking into account the basic requirements for the number of spellings for the learned rules and the volume of the text (recommended volume is 60-80 words). We remind you that these texts are adapted, that is, adapted for writing control dictations. Although, probably, they can be used in some other way: for free, selective dictation, dictation with continuation, presentation, cheating.

The texts are divided into semesters, not quarters. In addition, they are arranged on a thematic basis, taking into account the time of year (summer-autumn-winter-spring-summer). Some dictation texts were selected from encyclopedias, from the works of famous children's writers: I. Sokolov-Mikitov, M. Prishvin, G. Skrebitsky, V. Bianchi, K. Ushinsky, L. Kuzmin, S. Romanovsky and many others. There are 40 texts in total.

1st half

4th grade

wind and sun

One day the Sun and the angry Wind had an argument. They decided to measure their strength over the traveler. The wind wanted to rip off the traveler's cloak. He began to blow. But the traveler only wrapped himself more tightly in his cloak. The wind was angry, showered the man with rain and snow. Then the traveler put on a cloak in the sleeves and tied it with a belt. The wind realized that he could not pull off his cloak.

And the Sun smiled, warmed the earth and the traveler. He cheered up and took off his cloak himself. Then the meek Sun said to the angry Wind: “You can do much more with caress and kindness than with anger.” (According to K. Ushinsky.)

black grouse

I went to the forest for mushrooms. Suddenly a big bird flew out. And under the spruce, the cubs clung to the ground.

I grabbed the grouse. His little head is small, his eyes are like beads, his yellow beak is slightly opened from fright. The heart is pounding in the hot body. I listen to the beat of this heart. It seems to me that it will jump out of a fragile breast.

I lowered the grouse into the grass. And he rolled like a fluffy ball to his mother. And I was sitting on the edge, and my heart did not let up for a long time. (According to L. Kuzmin.)

Zebras

Zebras live in Africa. They graze in herds or alone. The herd is guarded by a zebra guard.

The main enemy of zebras is the lion. The guard of the predator will notice and blow the alarm. The herd takes off. The stallions run behind the herd. They protect females and foals.

It seems that all zebras are the same. In fact, everyone's stripes are different. The coloring of each zebra is not repeated.

Zebra looks like a very cute horse. In fact, zebras are vicious and wild. The man could not tame the zebra. She has a very free-spirited personality.

Rooster

In the summer I visited my grandmother in the country. One day we sat down to dinner. A rooster appeared at the window. The rooster was beautiful, all red, with white earrings and a large black beak. Its crest was held proudly and looked like a bright flame with frozen tongues.

The rooster walked importantly, and then stopped. He squinted at his grandmother, who was cutting bread. I beckoned to the stranger, but he didn't blink. Then I threw him a crust. The rooster did not eat, but gave the crust to the chickens. (According to P. Sidorov.)

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Guest from the forest

Someone started scratching loudly at the door of the forest lodge. Hunter Uncle Dron opened the door. A large gray beast with a cat's face, fluffy O kámi and stubby tail. There were black tufts on the ears. Two greenish eyes flashed in the darkness.

It was the lynx Masha. The hunter took her out of the lair when she was a tiny lynx. Without her mother, she would have died.

Uncle Drone poured milk into a bowl. Masha began to lap milk like a domestic cat. (According to G. Skrebitsky.)

Our dacha

In the summer we like to relax in the country. There is a plot near our cottage. Fruit trees and shrubs grow on the site.

In spring, a wonderful smell spreads throughout the neighborhood. Apple trees, plums, cherries bloom. It's the middle of summer. Tomatoes and cucumbers ripen in the greenhouse.

In the center of the cottage there is a gazebo. Beans curl around the gazebo. The path is covered with sand. We love to run on this track. It is always cool in the gazebo. You can relax and read. In the fall, our dacha is empty, which is a pity!

Firework

In the evening there will be fireworks in our city. It's getting dark. Adults and children poured out into the street. Many will watch the fireworks in the city center. People stand on the balcony, on the square, near the house or in the room by the window.

The clock on the Spasskaya Tower struck ten. Volleys rang out. Fires crackled and flew high. Red, green, yellow clusters bloomed in the night sky. They illuminated the area brightly. The kids screamed and clapped their hands happily.

thief

In the summer, the guys worked in the hayfield. Every morning grandfather Mikhey shouted: “Get up! The ear is cooked!” Everyone ran to the shore of Tansy, bathed and sat down to have breakfast.

Once, at grandfather Mikhey's, someone pulled out the nets and took out the fish. We decided to catch the thief. It was quiet at night, only mosquitoes buzzed and got into my eyes.

In the morning there was a crackling of boughs, the grass parted in the water, then a bear appeared. The bear stood up on its hind legs and began to pull the fish out of the nets.

We laughed. The clubfoot heard the noise and quickly swam into the reeds. (According to G. Durkin.)

Fire in the forest

August was very hot. The grass in the forest clearing turned yellow, dried up in places. Leaves drooped on a young birch.

Suddenly, from the south, it pulled a fumes. The smoke thickened. The fire quickly ran from top to top of the pines. Grandfather Stepan and his grandson hurried to the lake. They ran, they hurried, they fell. They made their way to the water along a narrow path. At the shore of the lake, both collapsed from fatigue.

The fire raged to the side. The grandson helped his grandfather to get into the boat. They swam towards the village.

Young stock area

We often visited the zoo. Favorite place - playground of young animals. She is in the center of the zoo. Fox cubs, wolf cubs, cubs live peacefully on the site. Animals are funny and funny. They deftly climb over logs, play ball, run from ladder to ladder. Children are always crowded around the playground.

It is interesting to observe the habits of small predators. End of summer. The animals grew up and got stronger. By autumn, they will leave their fun playground. They are waiting for warm homes and caring hands of people.

Oak

Oak is especially good when it grows in a clearing. Then other trees do not interfere with it. Its huge trunk stands straight. Wide branches spread out at the height of human growth.

In spring, the forest has long been dressed in festive attire. The birch stands all curly, but the buds on the oak have not yet blossomed. Its leaves grow slowly. But in autumn, the leaves from other trees will already fall off, and the oak is still dressed in foliage. Even in winter, its foliage still darkens.

good custom

The ancient Greeks had a very good custom. Every four years, the strongest, most agile and fastest youths of all Greece gathered in the valley near the city of Olympia for wrestling, running, discus and hammer throwing competitions. For the sake of this, the Greeks forgot enmity. A heavy punishment threatened the man with the sword.

This glorious custom has survived to this day. Every four years, the best athletes in the world come to sports. In memory of the Olympic Games, the competition was called Olympic. (According to D. Rodari.)

Seagulls

There are many fish in the Arctic Ocean, but it is difficult to catch them.

White seagulls fly over the waves. Hours on the wings, no time to sit down. They stared into the water with their eyes. Will the dark back of a fish flash somewhere?

A seagull noticed a herd of fry. Slipped down, dipped, grabbed a fish and rose into the air.

We saw other seagulls. They flocked, tumble into the water, grab, fight, shout. They just quarrel in vain. The little one is coming. Enough for everyone! (According to V. Bianki.)

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Crane

There was a big swamp all around. A strong wind shook the low birch and dry reeds. It was sad and depressing.

Suddenly there was a loud scream. It was the cry of a young crane. The right wing was hit and sank to the ground. He lived well in the summer in the swamp. There was a lot of water, grass and various tasty food here. Now the crane stood sad and looked around. He remembered his flock and called her cry.

The forester and his son came to the cry of the crane. They took the beetle to their home.

Dream

A person is arranged in such a way that in the summer he dreams of soft snow, of ice patterns on the windows. But in winter, give him the green rustle of grass, the scorching sun, the smell of flowering bird cherry.

I walked through deep snow and thought about summer with the cloying smells of bright flowers, with stones as hot as an oven, with a lazy sea from the heat. Loose snow fell from the branches of pines. I dreamed so much that it became even hot. (According to Yu. Yakovlev.)

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Volga

There is a small pond at the edge of the young forest. Here, in thin swamps and viscous bogs, the Volga was born. From there, she set off on a long journey.

You rarely find such a beauty as the Volga. Her beauty was glorified in fairy tales, stories, paintings.

Near the city of Rybinsk, the Volga turns. Its low banks were covered with a carpet of meadows and shrubs. Behind the hills you can see the expanse of fields. The sweet scent of flowers pervaded the soft air.

The name of the beautiful river is near and dear to us.

old spruce

By autumn, heavy cones hung on the old spruce. The spruce was preparing to feed the birds and animals.

Hungry in the winter in the forest. A squirrel ran out into the clearing. She climbed up the spruce, took the cone and began to eat. The spotted woodpecker plucked a cone and flew into the forest. A flock of crossbills flew to the spruce. With tenacious claws, small birds chose seeds from cones.

A lot of cones remained with the spruce until spring. The sun warmed up. Light seeds flew out of the cones. A seed falls on moist soil and germinates. It will give life to a new tree. (According to G. Skrebitsky.)

Winter after autumn

It's cold outside. Frost covered the earth. In the evening it snowed in flakes. He settled on the tops of the trees. It became light in the forest.

There are visitors from the north. Birds in a crimson cap on their heads perched on the branches of a birch. Bullfinches with a red breast flocked to the mountain ash.

The inhabitants of the forest meet the winter in a new outfit. The squirrel has a gray fur coat, the hare has a white one. Toptygin has been sleeping in a hole under a spruce for a long time. Goodbye autumn, hello winter!

Late fall

Late autumn has come. A cold, harsh wind blew. The multi-colored leaves swirled in the air and flew. Yellow foliage flies from the birch. On the path lie red leaves of aspen, brown leaves of poplar and alder. Autumn leaves swirl in the air.

It soon began to rain, in the morning frost appeared on the ground. The night is now long and the day is short. The last migratory birds fly away. It became quiet in the alley of the park. From the surrounding villages, cars were drawn into the city. Potatoes, carrots, cabbage, apples are brought to the market.

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Who broke the donkeys?

The wind carried the snow from one place to another. On the river, in the forest, he was blown away by whole mountains.

Then the calm, wonderful weather set in. Large snowflakes fell to the ground in flakes. We came to the swamp. It is overgrown with grass, reeds and young aspens around. My neighbor looked at the trees and said: “All the aspens have broken tops!”

There were no traces in the aspen forest, the snowfall tried to cover everything. “A family of elks used to live here,” I guessed. Trees become brittle in severe frosts. Here the moose break them. (According to A. Ivanov.)

Winter in the forest

Early morning in the forest. The dawn is calm. The snow crunches softly underfoot. Birches and bushes were decorated with frost.

Footprints are visible in the snow. Here is a chain of foxes winding along the forest edge. The wolves walked along the very edge of the clearing. Suddenly, a cheerful flock of birds flew over the edge. She sat on top of a pine tree.

A snow cap fell from a branch of a forest beauty. She lay down on an old stump. It smells good in the forest of resin and pine needles.

The rescue

It was in winter. It was a sunny day. The kids ran outside and played snowballs. Misha has new skates. He decided to skate on the ice. The thin ice on the pond could not bear the weight and cracked. Misha fell into the water. He grabbed the edge of the ice and screamed.

Wet clothes became heavy. The boy could not get out of the water. Railroad workers walked along the shore. They rushed to Misha to help. They handed him a board. The boy was saved.

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Winter morning

It snowed at night. In the morning, people saw the earth in a white outfit. There was a light frost. Lonely snowflakes swirled in the air. The trees were covered in frost. There is a wonderful fringe on the branches of birch and aspen.

The sun came out. The whole area has changed. Everything sparkled, sparkled. Snowflakes sparkled on the snow tablecloth. What a joy it is to see the world around you!

Sparrows and titmouse chirped on the mountain ash. Igor and Dima went out to build an ice slide. Janitor Uncle Vasya cleaned the paths to the entrance of the house.

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Why decorate the Christmas tree?

New Year. There is a tree in every house. Toys, balls, sweets hang on it.

In ancient times, the New Year was celebrated in the spring. People rejoiced at the sun and warmth. On the day of the holiday, they decorated fruit trees with lights. These are symbols of the sun and fertility.

But the habits have changed. The New Year began to be celebrated in winter. AND northern peoples chose a Christmas tree as a Christmas tree. Only it stands green in the winter cold. On its branch people hang toys that resemble fruits and vegetables. Instead of lights, the Christmas tree is decorated with garlands of light bulbs.

2 semester

4th grade

In April

April has been jubilant for a whole week. The last snow melted under the bright rays of the sun and the warm wind. The forest hummocks were freed from the snow cover. The first butterflies, beetles, spiders flew out to the meadows.

The grove woke up. The fragrant buds of the trees opened. Young shoots timidly made their way through the old foliage. The bird choir sounded joyfully. All winter the birds waited for the warm sun. And the animals are hungry in the spring. Each cone, a sweet root for the animal is a find. By the end of April the swallows arrived. They settled under the roof of our house.

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The height of spring

Sunlight floods the area. It is the height of spring. Bees buzz over plants. Bird cherry blooms along the edges of forests, along the banks of rivers and streams. This is a very pleasant and cheerful tree in a white lace cape.

Both in summer and autumn, a forest beauty is good. She was strewn with beads of dark berries. The berries glisten in the bright sun. For a long time you remember this amazing picture. Bird cherry can be seen in the northern regions. Housewives bake pies with sweet cherry filling. The children eat berries. Do not break bird cherry in spring, leave its beauty to people!

Wonders of the spring forest

The rain and the sun drove the snow away. Ringing streams carry away the winter. The lark's song is high. Everything is amazing in spring. Nature is being renewed. Spread the wings of the bee. Buzzing over fragrant willow flowers. Insects crawled out on the bark of trees.

Birches are still crying in the shade. Juice flows from wounds where the bark is cracked from severe frost.

Forty chirps, informs everyone about everything. The woodpecker's red riding hood flickers. The forest doctor treats trees, gets harmful larvae from under the bark. Many wonders in the spring forest!

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willow guests

Blackened in the fields of the road. The snow crumpled in the ravine. The trees are still bare and grey. Willow among them glows with a golden bouquet. You touch a fluffy lump with your finger, and your finger will turn yellow. Smell and smell the honey aroma.

The guests rush to the feast. Here sat on a branch clumsy hairy bumblebee. He was covered in yellow pollen. Hungry ants came running. The annoying flies are buzzing. Everything is buzzing, ringing.

The willow will turn green and lose its beauty among the green bushes. But this wonderful holiday will be remembered for a long time!

In the meadow

Long wait for the arrival of spring. And here she is on the doorstep. Warms the spring sun. It eats the last snow. Streams run down the path. They fill a deep puddle to the brim and hurry on.

At the old stump, winter apartments were empty. A huge forest anthill came to life under the warm sun. From early morning until late at night, its inhabitants are busy. They bring blades of grass, pine needles into the house. Moose showed up. He examined the area, drank cold water from a puddle and disappeared. Amazing life the field is filled!

May

A May thunderstorm swept over the grove. Thunder rumbled. On a birch, aspen, mischievous raindrops jump from leaf to leaf. The spring sun fills the whole area with warm light.

Cherry blossoms near a small stream. From early morning until late evening, the voices of birds do not stop. You approach the white birch trunks and hear the song of the starling. He sings easily, joyfully, loudly.

Nature is dressed in tender young greenery. May thunders through the fields, meadows, forests. It spreads light and heat throughout the earth. Hello Spring!

About shutter speed

A person must suppress anger, a bad mood. There is no joyful and successful every day in life.

Monkeys in moments of excitement beat their chests, a dog growls and bares its teeth, an elephant swings its trunk. Exposure is appreciated by people, but it is difficult to give.

You sat down to play with a friend. You are in a wonderful mood. But here you are losing. You immediately become suspicious, check every move, argue, quarrel. Be fair and tell yourself: "My friend was stronger."

Manage to master your feelings. Self-control will serve you well.

Linden blossoms

I was walking through the forest and caught a strong smell of linden. Turned off the path and headed towards the edge. The tree blossomed. It will win any beauty pageant, I thought.

Lipa complained: "An inept tailor sewed clouds together today." I threw back my head and saw that the tree was trying on the dresses of the clouds. The wind tossed her snow-white clothes aside.

It's raining mushrooms. A joyful ray of the sun peeped out through the cloud, a multi-colored rainbow lined up in the sky. Lipa decided to throw a rainbow over her dress. No one has ever seen such a wonderful dress at the festival. (According to A. Trofimov.)

After the rain

Summer rain stops. You are looking at the sky. It is blue. The magic bridge spanned from the village to the pine forest. This is a beautiful rainbow. The smell of wild flowers fills the whole area. The sun comes out from behind the forest.

Raindrops fall heavily from leaves and blades of grass. Each of them sparkles and sparkles. Light steam comes from the ground. The air is fresh. A bird is screaming from a branch. The sun illuminates a tall pine tree with a smooth trunk.

Suddenly I see a handsome man with a dark head on a strong leg under a pine tree. This is a boletus mushroom. That's lucky!

Rocket

The old woman was sitting on a bench. Valerka and I were building a rocket. The old woman looked in our direction and sighed. We paid no attention to her. We had a very important job.

Football player Sasha came out of the entrance. He looked around the yard and ran straight to the old woman. Sasha took her bag and money from her. Soon he returned and gave her a loaf of bread, a pack of cottage cheese, a carton of milk. A smile lit up the old woman's face. She got up and walked towards the entrance.

She wanted to ask us for help. And we were building a rocket.

Sink

It is good to sail at night along the moon path. You swim and throw handfuls of lunar gold in the dark. I swam and peered into the amazing winding track. Moonlight sparkled and settled to the bottom. The bottom glowed faintly.

I noticed a big shell. She looked like a giant sunflower seed. The shell was furrowed with dark streaks. Pearls are found inside the shells. There is only one pearl in a thousand shells. So I didn't need to check one sink.

Summer twilight

The tired summer sun sank below the horizon. It cast the last warm rays. They doused the tops of firs and pines with gold and went out. A lone crow flew from tree to tree. The forest is quiet. Only the grasshoppers were still chirping. It smelled of dampness. The trees have become like monsters.

My friend and I quickly built a fire. The smell of fish soup spread throughout the area. The branches crackled in the fire. Sparks flew from branch to branch.

Under a large mighty oak we settled down for the night. I couldn't sleep for a long time. The solemn silence of the forest frightened me.

birch

A slender birch grew in the taiga wilderness. She dreamed of seeing the sun. The larches covered it. In a harsh winter, disaster struck. Heavy snowdrifts tilted her. She cried all spring. Streams of juice dripped onto the damp earth. Autumn winds bent the birch in an arc. Without bright sun, under the cold rain the birch tree became wrinkled. Moss is tangled in its leaves.

Time passed. Small birches appeared on a hunched birch. They grew quickly and became taller than larches. The mother birch held the children on her back and rejoiced. They managed to see the sun! (According to I. Kostyr.)

favorite tree

White birch was and is our favorite tree. She's like good man: a handsome, slender, white-faced. And there are many benefits from it. Birch firewood is the hottest in the oven. And birch buds and leaves are the best to drive away colds and other diseases.

In the old days, they did not take too much from a birch, did not bring it to illness and did not destroy it. And there were birch groves in Rus' with oak forests, like palaces. They were cherished in gratitude for their beauty and kindness. (According to S. Romanovsky.)

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On the shore

Petka and I lay down on a warm stone, looked into the water. Shards of shells sparkle on the light sand. The lazy current shakes the soft grasses. We lie quietly. Here the underwater population gathers around us.

A dark-headed burbot crawled out of a hole under a stone and shot into the thicket. The roach swept quickly. And here is a large mustachioed cancer crawling out. Get out, eyes leads. Who dares to disturb us? Now everyone gets it! The fry, roaches, and perches rushed off in fear. Hiding somewhere. Petya and I also left. (According to E. Shim.)

Mood

I have had good mood. They bought me a real soccer ball. I was very happy and called my neighbor Andrey. I wanted to make a real holiday. I laid a new tablecloth on the table, took out strawberry jam, a piece of cake.

Andrei took jam from a vase with a spoon. From the spoon, drop by drop, the jam slid onto the tablecloth. The drops spread quickly. Andrei laughed, told how we would play in the yard.

He left and made me very sad.

Swans

Swans settled on a distant lake. These are very beautiful and proud birds.

Early in the morning we went to the lake. A brisk path descended into a ravine, ran up a hill, and hid in the bushes. We took to the road. Rose hips grew at the edge of the road. A little further on was the field. The rye was already growing there. Silvery drops of dew shone everywhere.

Here is the lake. Swans willingly took to O rm. The most daring was the big swan. We named him Mishka. You sit with friends on the shore and look at these proud beauties. Good birds!

Control dictations. 10 - 11 grades

Extraordinary days

Voropaev entered Bucharest with a wound that had not yet healed, received by him in the battle for Chisinau. The day was bright and perhaps a little windy. He flew into the city on a tank with scouts and then was left alone. As a matter of fact, he should have been in the hospital, but how can you lie down on the day you enter the blindingly white city, seething with excitement? He did not sit down until late at night, but still wandered the streets, entering into conversations, explaining something or simply hugging someone without words, and his Chisinau wound healed, as if cured by a magic potion.

And the next wound, accidentally received after Bucharest, although it was lighter than the previous one, it healed inexplicably long, almost to Sophia herself.

But when, leaning on a stick, he got off the staff bus to the square in the center of the Bulgarian capital and, not waiting to be hugged, he himself began to hug and kiss everyone who fell into his arms, something pinched in the wound, and she froze . At that time he could hardly stand on his feet, his head was spinning, and his fingers grew cold - he was so tired during the day, for he spoke for hours in the squares, in the barracks, and even from the pulpit of the church, where he was carried in his arms. He talked about Russia and the Slavs as if he was at least a thousand years old.

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There was silence, all that could be heard was the snorting and chewing of the horses and the snoring of the sleeping ones. Somewhere a lapwing was crying, and occasionally there was a squeak of snipes, who flew in to see if the uninvited guests had left.

Yegorushka, out of breath from the heat, which was especially felt after eating, ran to the sedge and looked around the area from there. He saw the same thing that he had seen before noon: the plain, the hills, the sky, the purple distance. Only the hills stood closer, but there was no mill, which remained far behind. Having nothing to do, Yegorushka caught the violinist in the ravine, raised him in his fist to his ear and listened for a long time as he played his violin. When the music got tired, he chased after a crowd of yellow butterflies that flew to the sedge to drink, and did not notice himself how he found himself again near the britzka.

Suddenly, a low hum was heard. The song, quiet, lingering and mournful, like a cry and barely audible, was heard now from the right, now from the left, now from above, now from under the ground, as if an invisible spirit was hovering over the steppe and singing. Yegorushka looked around and did not understand where this strange song came from. Later, when he listened, it began to seem to him that the grass was singing. In her song, half-dead, already dead, without words, but plaintively and sincerely, she convinced someone that she was not to blame for anything, that the sun burned her out in vain; she assured me that she passionately wanted to live, that she was still young and would be beautiful if it were not for the heat and the drought. There was no guilt, but she still asked someone for forgiveness and swore that she was unbearably hurt, sad and sorry for herself.(According to A.P. Chekhov) (241 words)

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Often in autumn I would watch the falling leaves closely to catch that imperceptible split second when the leaf separates from the branch and begins to fall to the ground. I have read in old books about the sound of falling leaves, but I have never heard that sound. The rustle of leaves in the air seemed to me as unbelievable as stories about hearing the grass grow in spring.

I was, of course, wrong. Time was needed so that the ear, dulled by the rattle of the city streets, could rest and catch the very clear and precise sounds of the autumn earth.

There are autumn nights, deafened and dumb, when calmness hangs over the black wooded edge.

It was such a night. The lantern illuminated the well, the old maple tree under the fence, and the wind-torn nasturtium bush.

I looked at the maple tree and saw how a red leaf carefully and slowly separated from the branch, shuddered, stopped for a moment in the air and began to fall obliquely at my feet, slightly rustling and swaying. For the first time I heard the rustle of a falling leaf - a vague sound, like a child's whisper.

Dangerous profession

In pursuit of interesting shots, photographers and cameramen often cross the line of reasonable risk.

Not dangerous, but almost impossible in nature, shooting wolves. It is dangerous to shoot lions, very dangerous - tigers. It is impossible to say in advance how the bear will behave - this strong and, contrary to general idea, a very mobile animal. In the Caucasus, I broke a well-known rule: I climbed a mountain where a she-bear and cubs were grazing. The calculation was that, they say, autumn and the mother no longer protects her offspring so jealously. But I was wrong... At the click of a camera that captured two babies, a mother dozing somewhere nearby rushed towards me like a torpedo. I understood: in no case should you run away - the beast will rush after you. On the spot, the remaining man puzzled the bear: she suddenly braked sharply and, looking at me intently, rushed after the baby.

When shooting animals, you must, firstly, know their habits and, secondly, do not go on the rampage. All animals, with the possible exception of connecting rod bears, tend to avoid meeting people. Analyzing all the misfortunes, you see: the carelessness of man provoked the attack of the beast.

Telephoto lenses have long been invented to shoot animals without frightening them and without risking attack, most often forced. In addition, non-scared animals that do not mean your presence behave naturally. Most of the expressive shots were obtained by knowledge and patience, by understanding the distance, breaking which is unreasonable and even dangerous.

Path to the lake

The dawn is slowly getting brighter. Soon a ray of sun will touch the bare tops of the trees in autumn and gild the shining mirror of the lake. And nearby is a smaller lake, of a bizarre shape and color: the water in it is not blue, not green, not dark, but brownish. It is said that this specific shade is explained by the peculiarities of the composition of the local soil, the layer of which covers the lake bottom. Both of these lakes are united under the name of Borovoe Lakes, as the old-timers of these places dubbed them in ancient times. And to the southeast of the Borovoye Lakes, giant swamps stretch. These are also former lakes, overgrown for decades.

In this early hour of a wonderful golden autumn, we are moving towards a lake with an unpleasant name - Pogany Lake. We got up a long time ago, even before dawn, and began to equip ourselves for the journey. On the advice of the watchman who sheltered us, we took waterproof raincoats, hunting bog boots, prepared travel food so as not to waste time on kindling a fire, and set off.

For two hours we made our way to the lake, trying to find convenient approaches. At the cost of supernatural efforts, we overcame a thicket of some tenacious and thorny plant, then a half-rotted slum, and an island appeared ahead. Before reaching the wooded mound, we fell into the thickets of lily of the valley, and its regular leaves, as if aligned by an unknown master who gave them a geometrically precise shape, crackled near our faces.

In these thickets for half an hour we indulged in peace. You raise your head, and above you the tops of pine trees rustle, resting on a pale blue sky, through which not heavy, but half-air, fidget clouds move in a summery way. Having rested among the lilies of the valley, we again began to look for the mysterious lake. Located somewhere nearby, it was hidden from us by a thick overgrowth of grass.(247 words)

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The supernatural efforts made by the hero to overcome various kinds of road obstacles were not in vain: the visit promised to be by no means without interest.

As soon as Chichikov, crouching down, stepped into the dark, wide passage, which had been added somehow, a cold breeze immediately blew over him, as from a cellar. From the passage he got into a room, also dark, with curtains drawn down, slightly illuminated by a light that did not descend from the ceiling, but ascended to the ceiling from under the wide crack at the bottom of the door. Throwing open this door, he finally found himself in the light and was overwhelmed by the disorder that presented itself. It seemed as if the floors were being washed in the house and all things were taken here and piled up at random. On one table there was even a broken chair and here - a clock with a stopped pendulum, to which the spider had already attached a bizarre web. Right there, leaning sideways against the wall, was a cupboard with antique silver, which had almost disappeared under a layer of dust, decanters and excellent Chinese porcelain, acquired God knows when. On the bureau, which had once been lined with lovely mother-of-pearl mosaics, which had already fallen out in places and left only yellow grooves filled with glue, lay a great variety of all sorts of things: a pile of papers covered with small handwriting, covered with a greenish marble press with a handle in the shape of an egg at the top, some an old book bound in leather with a red edge, a lemon all shriveled up, no bigger than a hazelnut, a broken arm of long-lost chairs, a glass with some unattractive liquid and three flies, covered with a letter, a piece of rag somewhere raised and two feathers, stained with ink. To top off the strange interior, several paintings were hung very closely and stupidly on the walls.

(According to N.V. Gogol)

***

I recall with inexplicable joy my childhood years in an old landowner's house in central Russia.

Quiet, summer-like clear dawn. The first ray of sun through the loosely closed shutters gilds the tiled stove, freshly painted floors, freshly painted walls, hung with pictures on themes from children's fairy tales. What colors shimmering in the sun did not play here! Against a blue background, lilac princesses came to life, the pink prince took off his sword, hurrying to help his beloved, the trees shone blue in the winter hoarfrost, and spring lily of the valley bloomed nearby. And outside the window, a lovely summer day is gaining strength.

The dewy freshness of the early flowers of peonies, light and tender, bursts into the wide open old window.

The low house, hunched over, leaves, grows into the ground, and over it the late lilac is still blooming violently, as if in a hurry to cover its squalor with its white-purple luxury.

On the wooden narrow steps of the balcony, also rotten from time to time and swaying underfoot, we go down to swim to the river located near the house.

After swimming, we lie down to sunbathe near the thickets of coastal reeds. After a minute or two, touching a branch of a dense hazel growing on the right, closer to the sandy slope, a magpie scatters on a tree. What does she not talk about! A ringing chirping rushes towards her, and, growing, gradually, the many-voiced bird's hubbub fills the brightly colored summer garden.

After enjoying the swim, we return back. The glass door leading from the terrace is ajar. On the table in a simple earthenware pot is a bunch of skillfully picked, just picked, not yet blossoming flowers, and next to it, on a snow-white linen napkin, is a plate of honey, over which bright golden bees hover with an even buzz.

How easy it is to breathe in the early morning! How long do you remember this feeling of happiness that you experience only in childhood!

Greatest shrine

Through the care of a dear friend, I received from Russia a small box of Karelian birch, filled with earth. I belong to people who love things, are not ashamed of feelings and are not afraid of crooked smiles. In youth, this is forgivable and understandable: in youth we want to be self-confident, reasonable and cruel - rarely respond to an insult, control our face, restrain our heart from trembling. But the burden of years wins, and strict restraint of feelings no longer seems to be the best and most important thing. Now I am the way I am, I am ready and able to kneel in front of a box of Russian soil and say out loud, without fear of other people's ears: "I love you, the land that gave birth to me, and I recognize you as my greatest shrine."

And no skeptical philosophy, no intelligent cosmopolitanism will make me ashamed of my sensitivity, because love guides me, and it is not subject to reason and calculation.

The earth in the box dried up and turned into lumps of brown dust. I pour it carefully and carefully so as not to scatter it on the table in vain, and I think that of all the things of a person, the earth has always been both the most beloved and close.

For dust you are, and to dust you shall return.

(According to M.A. Osorgin)

Rose

Early in the morning, as soon as dawn broke, I returned to familiar places along untrodden paths. In the distance, obscure and foggy, I already imagined a picture of my native village. Hurriedly stepping on the uncut grass, I imagined how I would approach my house, rickety from antiquity, but still friendly and expensive. I wanted to quickly see the familiar street from childhood, the old well, our front garden with jasmine and rose bushes.

Immersed in my memories, I imperceptibly approached the outskirts and, surprised, stopped at the beginning of the street. At the very edge of the village stood a dilapidated house, not changed at all since I left here. All these years, for many years, wherever fate threw me, no matter how far from these places, I always invariably carried in my heart the image of my home, as a memory of happiness and spring ...

Our house! He, as before, is surrounded by greenery. True, the vegetation here has become more. In the center of the front garden, a large rose bush has grown, on which a delicate rose has blossomed. The flower garden is neglected, weeds are intertwined on the flowerbeds and paths that have grown into the ground, which have not been cleared by anyone and have not been sprinkled with sand for a long time. The wooden lattice, far from new, was completely peeled off, dried out and fell apart.

Nettles occupied a whole corner of the flower garden, as if serving as a backdrop for a delicate pale pink flower. But next to the nettle was a rose, and nothing else.

The rose blossomed on a fine May morning; when she opened her petals, the morning dew left a few tears on them, in which the sun played. Rose was crying. But everything around was so beautiful, so clean and clear on this spring morning ...

***

Behind the big house was an old garden, already wild, drowned out by weeds and bushes. I walked along the terrace, still strong and beautiful; through the glass door one could see a room with a parquet floor, probably a living room; an old piano, and engravings on the walls in wide mahogany frames - and nothing more. Only peonies and poppies survived from the former flower beds, which raised their white and bright red heads from the grass; young maples and elms, already plucked by cows, grew along the paths, stretching out, interfering with each other. It was dense, and the garden seemed impassable, but this was only near the house, where there were still poplars, pines and old lindens of the same age that had survived from the former alleys, and further behind them the garden was cleared for haymaking, and there was no longer soaring, the cobwebs did not climb into the mouth and eyes, the breeze blew; the farther inland, the more spacious, and cherries, plums, sprawling apple trees and pears were already growing in the open, so tall that it was not even believed that they were pears. This part of the garden was rented by our city merchants, and it was guarded from thieves and starlings by a foolish peasant who lived in a hut.

The garden, more and more thinned, turning into a real meadow, descended to the river, overgrown with green reeds and willows; near the mill dam there was a pool, deep and fishy, ​​a small mill with a thatched roof roared angrily, frogs croaked furiously. On the water, smooth as a mirror, circles occasionally went round, and river lilies trembled, disturbed by cheerful fish. A quiet blue stretch beckoned to itself, promising coolness and peace.

Zoryanka

It happens that in the forest near some golden-red pine a knot will fall out of a white pine body. A year or two will pass, and a dawn will look at this hole - a small bird of exactly the same color as the bark of a pine tree. This bird will drag feathers, hay, fluff, twigs into an empty knot, build a warm nest for itself, jump onto a twig and sing. And so the bird begins spring.

After some time, or even right here, after the bird, a hunter comes and stops by a tree in anticipation of the evening dawn.

But now the song thrush, from some height on the hill, was the first to see the signs of dawn, whistled its signal. The dawn bird responded to him, flew out of the nest and, jumping from twig to twig, higher and higher, from there, from above, she also saw the dawn and answered the signal of the song thrush with her signal. The hunter, of course, heard the signal of the thrush and saw how the golden robin flew out, he even noticed that the golden robin, a small bird, opened its beak, but he simply did not hear what she peeped: the voice of the small bird did not reach the ground.

The birds were already praising the dawn above, but the man below could not see the dawn. The time has come - the dawn rose over the forest, the hunter saw: high on a knot, a bird will open its beak, then close it. It is the dawn sings, the dawn praises the dawn, but the song is not heard. The hunter still understands in his own way that the bird praises the dawn, and why he doesn’t hear songs is because she sings to praise the dawn, and not to be famous herself before people.

And so we believe that as soon as a person begins to praise the dawn, and not to be famous for the dawn himself, the spring of the person himself begins. All our real amateur hunters, from the smallest and simplest person to the largest, breathe only in order to glorify spring. And how many good people there is in the world, and none of them know anything good about themselves, and everyone will get used to him so much that no one even suspects how good he is, that he exists in the world for the sole purpose of glorifying the dawn and starting his own spring man.

***

The dawn was breaking, it was getting fresh, and it was time for me to get ready for the road. Passing through dense reed thickets, making my way through a thicket of inclined willows, I went to the bank of the river and quickly found my flat-bottomed boat. Before leaving, I checked the contents of my canvas bag. Everything was in place: a can of pork stew, smoked and stewed fish, a loaf of black bread, condensed milk, a skein of strong twine and many other things needed on the road.

Having driven away from the shore, I let go of the oars, and the boat quietly drifted downstream. Three hours later, around the turn of the river, the gilded domes of the church appeared clearly visible against the background of lead clouds near the horizon, but, according to my calculations, it was still not close to the city.

After walking a few steps along the cobbled street, I decided to mend my boots, or chaebots, which had been wet for a long time. The shoemaker was a dashing man of gypsy appearance. There was something extraordinarily attractive in the precise movements of his muscular arms.

Satisfying my hunger in the nearest cafe, where I had beetroot soup, liver with stewed potatoes and borzh, I went to wander around the city. My attention was drawn to the boardwalk stage, where multi-colored flags fluttered. The juggler has already finished his speech and bowed. He was replaced by a freckled dancer with reddish bangs and a yellow silk fan in her hands. After dancing some kind of tap-dance, she gave way to a clown in a star-shaped leotard. But the poor fellow was devoid of talent and not at all funny with his antics and jumps.

Having bypassed almost the entire town in half an hour, I settled down for the night on the banks of the river, hiding in an old waterproof raincoat.

When you were very young, you were probably told a fairy tale about Thumbelina, about the Ugly Duckling, about the adventures of a steadfast tin soldier. You got older and read with enthusiasm about the history of a shepherdess and a chimney sweep, about a swineherd, about a darning needle. And you not only read the fairy tale "The Snow Queen" several times, but also saw it in the cinema or in the theater. Adults also do not forget Andersen. There is something for them to think about, laugh and mourn in the fairy tales "Shadow", "Old Street light”, “Nightingale”, “The new dress of the king”. How much fiction and knowledge of life, love for people and witty satire, poetry and depth are in them!
But in fact, the life of the storyteller was not easy, full of anxieties, needs, deprivations. He was the son of a poor man, but he was proud of his origin, his closeness to the people. No wonder Andersen said: "There are no fairy tales better than those that life itself creates." (H.P. Brandis.) (148 words)

Dictation 2 - PINE

You will meet a beautiful pine with a reddish trunk and dark green needles everywhere: in the forest, and on the sands, and on the rocks, and above the ravines. Pine grows everywhere, on a variety of soils. Pine is a forest pioneer, a conqueror of new lands.
Young pine trees grow rapidly, increasing by 30-50 centimeters per year. Pines are not afraid of frost, moisture, drought - nothing. The pine has strong roots, a stable trunk, and it is undemanding to living conditions. Pine usually lives up to 350 years, reaching a height of 35 meters.
Man uses pine in a variety of ways. Along railways pines hold back snow, on the banks of reservoirs and in deserts - moving sands. Pine trees are the guardians of the waters: under their canopy the rivers do not dry up and become shallow. Tall, smooth, thin trunks of pine trees have propelled countless ships for many centuries, supporting sails filled with wind. (According to N. Verzilin.) (125 words)

Dictation 3 - GOLD FISH

"The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish" is a favorite fairy tale of many: both children and adults. Does it really exist gold fish or is it the fruit of Pushkin's imagination and fantasy?
Goldfish is a Chinese crucian, and in the wild it is found in the countries of Southeast Asia: in Korea, China and Japan. The mention of the goldfish in Chinese literature dates back to the 7th century, and it has also been preserved in the monuments of Chinese art: in paintings, porcelain vases, in the carving of trinkets. She even got into the coat of arms of China.
Today, the goldfish is a resident of our aquariums, and its current varieties: fantail, veiltail, astrologer, telescope and others already bear little resemblance to their ancestor and testify to the unlimited possibility of human influence on nature. (111 words)

Dictation 4 - SEA SOUL

In the dusty Odessa trenches, in the tall pine forest near Leningrad, in the snow on the outskirts of Moscow, in the tangled thickets of the Sevastopol mountain oak forest - everywhere I saw through the open, as if by chance, collar of a protective overcoat, padded jacket, short fur coat, or tunic, native blue-white stripes " sea ​​soul. It has become an unwritten law, a tradition to wear it under any uniform that a sailor will wear. And, like any tradition born in battles, the "sea soul" - a striped vest - means a lot.
They are recognized at the front by these blue-and-white stripes covering their broad chest, where the soul of a sailor, proud of the fleet, burns with anger and hatred - a cheerful and courageous Red Navy soul, ready for a desperate act, unfamiliar with panic and despondency, an honest and faithful soul of a Bolshevik, a Komsomol member , a devoted son of the motherland.
The sea soul is determination, resourcefulness, stubborn courage and unwavering stamina. This is a cheerful prowess, contempt for death, a long-standing sailor's rage, a fierce hatred of the enemy. The sea soul is an unhypocritical military friendship, a readiness to support a comrade in battle, save the wounded, protect the commander and commissar with his chest. (L. Sobolev.) (156 words)

Dictation 5 - MORNING IN THE TAIGA

From behind the mountainous edge emerged the crimson outline of the sun. He brightened, threw off the veil of fog and became white-hot. Generous streams of heat and light poured into the dormant taiga. The threads of the sun's rays pierced the thin needles of the larch trees, entangled in the long needles of the dwarf tree. They drank greedily the abundant dew from the fluffy moss carpet. The fog wavered and melted away. Like a photograph in a developer, the sun-drenched forest cleared up.
As soon as morning dawned, the restless redstart woke up. It fluttered up, burst into a long trill. In the reddish light of sunrise, the scorched wings and tail burned. Her song woke up the nutcracker. The playful thrush mimicked one, then another, flew into the thicket, and from there its sonorous song poured out, announcing the awakening forest.
A sable glided silently in the bushes. He listened, stretching out his fluffy tail, and raised his flat snake head. He climbed up a tall spruce, squinting at the neighboring larch, sniffed at the gray beards of the drooping vine. Having arched its long body, the sable flew to the larch. He ran up the trunk, stuck his head in the nearest hole and woke up a big angry owl. A sharp cry, the flapping of wings - the frightened animal instantly disappeared among the branches. He thought for a little while. He returned - the wild cries of an owl announced the feast of the forest robber. (T. Dremova) (167 words)

Dictation 6 - MONUMENT TO PUSHKIN

In Moscow, on a wide square, a wonderful bronze figure stands to its full height on a high pedestal. Ask any Muscovite, and he will unmistakably answer you that this is a monument to Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin.
The monument was created by the sculptor A.M. Opekushin in 1880. All Russian newspapers At that time, it was reported that the monument was being built with the money collected by the people. Muscovites decided to erect a monument in the center of the city on the boulevard. After all, the poet was born in Moscow, a third of his short life passed here.
The opening of the monument to Pushkin turned into a big celebration. This holiday was attended by I.S. Turgenev, A.I. Ostrovsky, F.M. Dostoevsky and other Russian writers, comrades in the pen. They gave speeches, dedicating the most good words. The outstanding role of Pushkin in the creation of the Russian literary language. The participants of the celebration recognized the poet as the founder of the progressive Russian literature XIX century.
Muscovites still like to visit the square on Pushkin Square, where this wonderful monument stands. On the granite of its pedestal, the words are carved: "The rumor about me will spread throughout all of Great Rus'."
These words of the poet came true: his work is known to any Russian person. Pushkin's poems are studied at school, his words are repeated in difficult and happy hours of life. Widely known, for example, are Pushkin's winged words: "Love is submissive to all ages"; “The less we love a woman, the easier she likes us”, “Dreams, dreams, where is your sweetness?”, “I remember a wonderful moment”, “Genius of pure beauty”; "One more last tale, and my chronicle is over"...
The monument to Pushkin, created by Opekushin, is one of the best in the capital. There are always fresh flowers at the foot of the monument: Muscovites honor their beloved poet.

Dictation 7 - GROW A GARDEN

Our region was once famous for its beautiful fruit trees. But in recent years, with the harvest of pears, cherries are getting worse. The garden does not give a good harvest. And so the new owners of the land decided to grow young fruit trees, lay a new garden.
In the early spring morning, when the sun is no longer hot and the air is fresh, the guys, led by the trainee, fought in the old garden against leaf beetle on pear and cherry plum trees. Now the guys are hurrying to the hut to see the watchman Kuzmich. They run along the shady alley, ignoring the rustling and whispering of the leaves in the treetops.
An old man comes out to meet the youth. Grandfather's appearance is unusual: a hat covers his head, the collar of a canvas shirt peeps out from under the cloak, his throat is tied with a red scarf. But the old man is holding up well.
There is no room for everyone in the reed hut, and Kuzmich wants to show the guys brushes and forged rattles, which he himself makes and sells cheaply. Then grandfather tells how he caught a bear cub in the thicket and taught him to dance. The story of the old man is ridiculous: imitating a bear cub, he acts either as a conductor-musician, or as a dancer.
The cheerful mood is interrupted by Kirill, who instructs the first brigade to demarcate the site for gooseberries, and the second - gives the task to help brick the greenhouse. They finish work by lunchtime.
Old-timers treat their assistants with stew, smoked meats, vinaigrette, and gherkins. And the guys offer the hostess the chocolates they brought with them. Saying goodbye, grandfather Kuzmich invites assistants to come more often. (217 words)

Dictation 8 - LEISURE IN THE CAMP

Dawn flared up. The rays of the sun touched the tops of the trees, gilded the shiny surface of the lake and penetrated into the children's bedroom. High above the house, a flag flutters and burns with a bright flame. Rise soon.
At the sound of the horn, young athletes quickly get up and, having carefully made their beds, run out to exercise. The kids stay in the room younger age. They still do not know how to make their own beds and do it under the supervision of counselor Lucy.
On the sports ground, lined up in height and trimmed, the guys freeze at the command “Attention!”. A minute later, tanned hands flicker in the air, and kids with shorn heads lean over, touching the ground with their fingertips. After charging, they run in all directions to the lake, announcing its shores with ringing laughter.
Babies who can't swim splash around the shore. Several guys, led by Yura, the famous swimmer, headed for the floating bridge, but, hearing Lucy's angry voice, hurried back.
After bathing, rub yourself well with a fluffy towel. Daily exercises and wiping with cold water strengthen and temper health. And what an appetite develops after bathing! Everything looks amazingly delicious. The children are happy to eat pancakes, dipping them in sour cream.
In front of the dining room is a beautiful flower garden. The paths are leveled and sprinkled with sand; a large flower bed is a skillful combination of colors. Behind the flower garden there is an experimental site, where young naturalists have grown hitherto unknown breeds of vegetables. The gardener Anisim Romanovich enjoys great prestige among children and has his admirers among them. The guys bow before his art and are going to devote themselves to gardening.
Children spend their leisure time in the camp in an interesting and meaningful way. On high level there are sports competitions, hiking trips, classes in amateur circles. (239 words)

Dictation 9

A prim devil in black silk clothes sat on a hard sofa and drank cheap acorn coffee, occasionally clinking glasses with his reflection in a heavy glossy samovar standing on a chocolate-coloured brocade tablecloth. The devil was a big glutton and, despite heartburn and a diseased liver, ate gooseberries with condensed milk.
After eating and shaking his reflection with his finger, the devil, valiantly shaking his bangs, started to tap-dance. The clatter of his hooves was so strong that in the basement they thought that a horse was prancing upstairs. However, the devil was not a very skillful dancer and, having made one not entirely successful leap, crashed into a samovar and burned his snout, covered with soft wool.
The burn was very severe. The frustrated devil rushed like a sheep to a barrel of pickled apples and put a burnt patch into it. “They say it’s true that God does not protect the careless,” the devil cursed with a damn proverb. (S. Volkov.) (129 words)

Dictation 10

Leaning on the piano, the protodeacon's maid, in a necklace and a peignoir trimmed with squirrel fur, sang an aria from the opera "The Manchurian Monkey" in a low contralto voice, glancing languidly at the aide-de-camp sitting on the mezzanine, carelessly chewing a monpensier. Although a decisive explanation had not yet taken place between them, it was clear from everything that it was not far off: too familiarly - in the opinion of the postwoman playing solitaire with a face ulcerated with smallpox - this individual looked at the poor protodeacon during the last cotillon. However, the singer herself was without memory of this “glorious caballero from Seville,” as she called him, from that blizzard evening, when he, with the air of a notorious villain, rode along the embankment on an unbroken horse named the Devil, and she walked peacefully, holding under the hand of a clerk, cowering from the cold, seriously explaining to her the meaning of a medieval bas-relief depicting a Spanish doña in the arms of a seigneur.
With some inexplicable bliss, the archdeacon remembered from then on that moment of her first love, and every time she went to bed, she laid a medallion with a portrait of the adjutant wing at the head of the bed, and, hiding her spear-shaped nose in the rabbit collar of her negligee, indulged in sweet dreams. (166 words)

Dictation 11

The birthday boy yelled furiously, frantically waving over his head a tattered shoe, hastily pulled off the foot of a frightened neighbor. The astonished guests and relatives froze for the first minute, stunned, but then, under a hail of oiled dumplings thrown in their direction by the enraged birthday boy, they were forced to retreat to the open doors.
"Traitors! Give me a dowry, for which no one gave a broken penny! he squealed desperately, indignantly jumping on a wrought-iron chest covered with torn oilcloth. She is ill-bred and uneducated, unheard of stupid and unheard of ugly, besides, without a dowry at all! he shouted, throwing a tattered shoe at a recently purchased lemon-coloured lampshade. A stick of smoked sausage thrown after him hit a glass vase filled with distilled water, and together with it collapsed on the short-haired, chestnut-colored head of a dowry accused of all sins, with a wounded look huddled at the door. Wounded in the head by a sausage, with a spectacular wave of her arms bare at the elbow and a strangled squeak, she fell into a bowl of kneaded dough, dragging a Christmas tree hung with mica toys, silvered icicles and with a gilded star on the very top of her head. Delighted by the effect produced, the birthday boy danced ecstatically on an oil-painted chest of drawers inlaid with embossed leather, where he moved from the chest immediately after the lady’s fall for better view turmoil caused by his exalted act.

Dictation 12

Below, at the ash-gray stones randomly piled up in countless quantities, splashing, and splashing, and breathing bitter-salty, intoxicatingly fragrant air, aligned, as if on a ruler, the waves of the tide. The face is slightly cooled by the “sailor”, brought from Turkey. Military depots stretch along the shore in a broken line. The inner roads are protected from December and January storms by a reinforced concrete pier. The yellow-red ridge, as if on the move, breaks off into the sea. Cliffs in the rocks, invisible and inaccessible to humans, are a refuge for birds. Miniature clay houses whitened with quicklime climbed far up. In the distance, in the south-west, one can see white-gray mountain ranges with silver peaks melting in the air, fading to nothing.
The country park is quiet and deserted. Long unpainted wooden arbors are twined with ivy and beckon with coolness. The stage for the orchestra, with a poorly laid floor, is boarded up with plywood to the top. Now this is nothing more than a warehouse of scenery unnecessary for the theater. Nothing else but a warehouse could now be a gallery, located close to the stage.
Countless golden-yellow autumn leaves fall silently. The park stretches for two or three kilometers. It is far from safe to walk along the paths, as in some places small copperhead snakes teem in the grass. The lower platform is almost completely littered with shiny pebbles polished by the sea; among them the plant breaks not-touch-me. Entering the depths of the park, you will see an extremely beautiful two-story pavilion with twisted columns and intricate carvings. From behind the greenery of broad-leaved trees, statues chiseled from stone look out, apparently related to the prehistory of the park. The flower beds are full of fiery red elands, gladioli, various subtropical flowers. What combinations of colors I did not see here! Whoever you ask, everyone says that they don’t want to leave the park. Due to the workload, it is unlikely that you will be able to come here again in the next few years. (256 words)

Dictation 13

On the plank terrace near the hemp plant, to the sound of the cello, the freckled Agrippina Savvichna regaled the collegiate assessor Apollon Kirillovich with vinaigrette and other dishes.
On a colossal plank terrace near a juniper, the freckled wife of the notorious local clerk, Agrafena Savvichna, surreptitiously regaled the collegiate assessor Apollo Filippovich with clams and vinaigrette to the accompaniment of accordion and cello.
On a sunny plank terrace near a hemp plant, freckled Agrippina Savvichna regaled collegiate assessor Apollon Sigismundovich with vinaigrette and other dishes.
On a plank terrace near an asymmetrical hemp bush, the notorious widow of the clerk Agrippina Savvichna surreptitiously regaled the collegiate assessor Apollo Filippovich with a vinaigrette with shellfish and various other dishes to the accompaniment of an accordion and a cello.
A sparrow fluttered from pebble to pebble, and on the terrace, skillfully draped with tapestries with the Kronstadt infantry battalion defiant, under an artificial lampshade camouflaged as a Moroccan minaret, the freckled sister-in-law of the dowager archpriest Agrippina Savvichna regaled a collegiate assessor, a district warden and an indiff of the noble womanizer Thaddeus Apollinarevich with vinaigrette with smelt.
On the plank veranda near the hemp plant, to the accompaniment of the cello, the freckled Agrippina Savvichna surreptitiously regaled collegiate assessor Apollon Faddeich with vinaigrette and dumplings.
On a colossal plank terrace near a hemp plant with honeysuckle, to the skillful cacophonous accompaniment of the cello and the unreasonable wolverine's wailing, the notorious widow of the clerk, freckled Agrippina Savvichna Filippova, secretly regaled juniper jam, Californian vinaigrette with clams and other dishes of the tongueless collegiate a Sesseur Thaddeus Apollonovich, who was sitting on the veranda, unbuttoning his blue-black frock coat, spreading the fingers of his left hand and thrusting his ring finger into his right armpit.
On the colossal plank terrace, sitting on an ottoman, the freckled Agrippina Savvichna surreptitiously served vinaigrette, dumplings and other dishes to the collegiate assessor Philip Apollinarevich.
On a plank terrace near a hemp plant, the indifferent freckled stepdaughter Agrippina Savvichna surreptitiously regaled herself with vinaigrette with ham, shellfish and other dishes to the accompaniment of the cello by the collegiate assessor Apollon Ippolitovich.
A frivolous little sparrow fluttered from stone to stone, and on the diligently plastered terrace, skillfully draped with tapestries with the defense of the Kronstadt infantry battalion, which once panicked the Bolivian unmanned cavalry, under an artificial antique lampshade, disguised as an eccentric Moroccan minaret, freckled Marriage of the Dowager Archpriest Agrippina Savvichna, absently listening to the tirades of an unsurprised provincial propagandist, she suddenly regaled collegiate assessor, district warden and indifferent womanizer Faddey Apollinarievich Parashyutov with a vinaigrette with smelt and blancmange stuffed with anchovies in chocolate.
Freckled windy Vanechka, an amateur driver by profession, a lover of dancing and playing tricks, fearing appendicitis and catarrh, decided to become a vegetarian. One day, putting on his Kolomyankov suit and skillfully combing a piece of hair on the top of his head, he went to visit his sister-in-law Apollinaria Nikitichna. He crossed the balustraded terrace, lined with clay and aluminum pots, and, like a privileged guest, went straight to the kitchenette. The hostess, seeing that it was none other than her friend, applauded so much that she dropped the burner of the samovar, and then began to regale him with vinaigrette with smoked mushrooms, and served for dessert

Dictation 14

One fine day, an unattractive gray-haired porter, while on vacation, reminisced.
Getting off the suburban train and walking along the seaside boulevard, he arrived at the place of work. In ignorance, he walked into the building, sat down at his desk and, with an effort, began to turn his ambitious dreams into reality, approaching the cherished goal of becoming president of the company. And soon, sitting on the presidium and applying for a promotion, he was in anxiety. Without calling him an excellent businessman, the leadership nevertheless issued an order to appoint our hero to the coveted post. After a short time, he touched a terrible official secret and found out how his predecessor had lost.
When the penetration into the secret became obvious, the presidium accused the president of neglecting business, deprived him of his privileges, ridiculed him and turned him into a laughing stock. All dreams crumbled to smithereens, and he was forced to look for another job.
The old gatekeeper finished reminiscing and went about his daily duties.

Dictation 15

The legend says: a ghost that has taken root in the annex of an old castle will be seen by everyone who sits down on granite steps ...
Once a visiting court gentleman was in nature. Having passed about half of the intended path, he stopped for a halt. A beautiful view appeared before him: the surf washed the bizarrely shaped shore.
Having overcome a small hillock, it was possible to come close to the pier. The gentleman sat down on the coastal sand, had a bite to eat, sipped some wine, put himself in order, combed his hair and, examining himself with a captious look, was satisfied. The reason that made the elderly man find himself in such a pleasant place was simple: he received an invitation from his friend to visit an ancient castle inhabited by a mysterious spirit. Being an educated man, although he disdained all sorts of whims of his friend, he found no reason not to accept the invitation.
And now for several days the master was in a state of excitement, wandering around the surroundings of the beautiful castle. A strange feeling haunted him, something attracted him and promised adventure...

Dictation 16 - Circus Miracle

There were many attractions in the circus performance. All birds: starlings, and tits, and even clumsy hens - were good fellows and unusually clever. They stood on tiptoe, merrily pecked at cucumbers, and flew from needle to needle. The largest chicken perched on the shell of a huge turtle. Then she began to peck at citrus fruits.
Starlings, these tireless fighters, pushed each other as if a real revolution was taking place in the circus arena.
Suddenly, quite unexpectedly, an amazingly handsome gypsy appeared in a top hat with a chicken in his hands. Behind the gypsy on tiptoe was his charming assistant. The yellow little chick received thunderous applause from the audience when, quite correctly, he squeaked into the microphone as many times as the numbers shown to him indicated.
At the end of the performance, the gypsy, to everyone's amazement, took out flowers from a small cylinder: daffodils, nasturtiums - and presented them to the audience to thunderous applause.

In the 11th grade, students are aimed at the unified state exam, solve tests. It would seem, why do they need dictations?

It is recommended to carry out diagnostic work at the beginning of the year; 3-4 control dictations can be carried out throughout the year. All the proposed dictations are different, there are texts with tasks. But this option is used at the request of the teacher.

Grade 11

Diagnostic dictation

There is no end to the world...

It is now the end of September, but the willows have not turned yellow yet. But from behind the houses, from the backyards, the tops of yellow and crimson-red trees peep through.

The grass that has overgrown the whole village, like the willows, would also have been completely green if the old lindens growing in the fence had not begun to shed their yellowed leaves. And since yesterday there was a strong wind, the leaves were enough to sprinkle the entire village, and now the green grass is already visible through the fallen leaves. Among the yellow-green, a narrow road gleams brightly.

There is some strange combination of naive blueness and dark, slate clouds in the sky. From time to time a clear sun peeps through, and then the clouds become even blacker, the clear sections of the sky become even bluer, the leaves even more yellow, the grass even greener. And in the distance, an old bell tower peeps through the half-fallen lindens.

If from this bell tower, having climbed along the half-decayed beams and stairs, now look in all directions of the white world, then your horizons will immediately expand. We will take a look at the whole hill on which the village stands, we will see, perhaps, a river winding around the foot of the hill, villages standing along the river, a forest that embraces the entire landscape.

Imagination can lift us higher than the bell tower, then the horizons will again be heard, and the village that was just around us will seem as if consisting of toy houses merged into a small flock in the middle of the earth, which has a noticeable planetary curvature.

We will see that the earth is entwined with many paths and roads. Those that are brighter, fatter, lead to the cities that can now be seen from our height. (According to V. Soloukhin.)

Storm

Clouds appeared over the mountains - at first light and airy, then gray, with torn edges. And the sea immediately changed colors - it began to get dark.

Clinging to the wooded peaks of the mountains, the clouds descended lower and lower, captured the gorges and hollows, turned into heavy, impenetrable clouds. Only the mountains seemed to hold them back now, but the mountains could not do anything either: a gray veil crawled from the mountains to the sea.

The clouds were coming from the mountains, descending lower and lower, towards the sea. They, as if reluctantly, clouded the water with a haze - from the shore and further. They crawled not only along the slopes, where the houses of the upper streets were sheltered, but also covered the lower, main street with fog. Drivers turned on their headlights and gave signals more and more often. And the trains were going now, nervously humming, with lanterns lit.

The sea darkened from the shore. Quiet, seemingly hidden, with a smooth surface and a barely audible surf, it began to go with white, then black spots, then incomprehensible stains, as if other water had been thrown into it from the air.

The wait lasted an hour. Thunder struck the mountains, and torrents of rain poured down, and the sea raged. It flooded the shore, beat against the concrete embankment, against stairs and blocks of rocks, it thundered and trembled, groaned and admired, cried and roared.

The sky above the sea became not gray and not black, but somehow unnaturally brown. Lightning cut the sky to the left, then to the right, then in front, then behind, then somewhere above the very shore. The sea swallowed them up, swallowed them along with the brown sky and the clap of thunder.

(232 words.)

For mushrooms

On Saturday early in the morning, barely perceptible behind the gray veil of wide, calm rain, I went into the forest for mushrooms. There was also a comrade, a young officer, the son-in-law of the mistress of the neighboring dacha, who called me either Volodya or Sasha, although my name is not that, and not that. His name was Valera. He provided me with a long officer's raincoat, he also covered himself with the same cape, only with a hood, and put on rubber fishing boots.

It was raining, just like yesterday, the small river Kashirka, which skirted the village, overflowed, and when we approached the ford, it turned out to be impossible for me to cross without flooding my boots. Then the companion graciously offered his backs, which I took advantage of not without secret joy: in the army I was just a soldier, and I could not even dream that I would ever be able to ride on the back of an officer. Having crossed the river, we climbed the steep wet slope of the hill and found ourselves in a birch undergrowth.

Between the trees, narrow paths carved by cattle wound, intertwining and unweaving, - the village herd is usually driven through this forest. The long grassy mane between the paths glistened, thickly showered with raindrops, yellow boulders stuck out in the grass, savory and slimy. There were so many Valuevs that it even became somehow unpleasant: completely harmless mushrooms, which are even salted, now evoked some kind of squeamish feeling. There were also many russula - gray, pink, deep crimson.

I felt cheerful: I already knew, had a presentiment that I would have mushrooms today. (235 words)

spring evening

Cleanly swept and still damp from the recently melted snow, the street was deserted, but beautiful with a somewhat heavy beauty. Large white houses with stucco decorations along the cornices and in the piers between the windows, painted in a delicate pinkish hue by the spring rays of the setting sun, looked at the light of God with concentration and importance. The melting snow washed away the dust from them, and they stood almost close to each other, so clean, fresh, full. And the sky shone above them just as solidly, brightly and quite.

Pavel walked and, feeling himself in complete harmony with his surroundings, lazily thought about how well one can live if one does not demand much from life, and how presumptuous and stupid those people are who, having pennies, demand rubles from life.

Thinking so, he did not notice how he came out onto the embankment of the street. In front of him below stood a whole sea of ​​water, coldly shining in the rays of the sun, far on the horizon, slowly sinking into it. The river, like the sky reflected in it, was solemnly calm. Neither waves nor a frequent network of ripples could be seen on its polished cold surface. Swinging widely, she, as if tired of this swing, calmly fell asleep. And on it languidly melted the purple-gold velvet stripe of sunset rays. Far away, already shrouded in the gray haze of the evening, one could see a narrow ribbon of earth, separating the water from the sky, cloudless and deserted, like the river covered by it. It would be nice to swim like a free bird between them, powerfully cutting through the blue fresh air with your wing! (223 words.)

Fire

No one knows exactly when man first mastered fire. Maybe lightning lit the tree near his primordial dwelling? Or hot lava, erupted at the dawn of mankind by a volcano, led our ancient ancestors to the first thought of fire?

But fire has long been needed by man. And it is not for nothing that one of the most beautiful and proud tales of antiquity is dedicated to the one who discovered for man the secret of fire guarded by the gods. It was, as the legend says, the fearless and independent Prometheus. He himself came from a family of celestial gods, but, contrary to their strict prohibition, he brought fire to the inhabitants of the earth - people. The angry gods cast Prometheus to the ground and doomed him to eternal torment.

From time immemorial, fire has become a constant sure sign of man. A traveler, caught on the road at night, seeing a fire in the distance, probably knew: there are people!

Man needed fire for light, for strength: he lit up and warmed the house, helped to cook food. And then man learned to use its heat to extract from the water a mighty steam that moves machines.

Since ancient times, fire has been considered a calling sign of cordiality and friendship. Fire scared the beast away from human habitation, but called man to man. And people still say, inviting guests: “Come on the fire!”

But, like many other benefits that he obtained for himself by taking from nature, man, good fire became evil and misfortune for many. Greedy, predatory people took over the fire, forcing others to give them all their strength. Fire gave birth to weapons, which became known as firearms. (According to L. Kassil.)

Control dictation based on the results of the 1st half of the year

Child education

To continue oneself in one's child is a great happiness. You will look at your child as the only one in the world, a unique miracle. You will be ready to give everything, if only your son was well. But do not forget that he must be first and foremost a man. And the most important thing in a person is a sense of duty to those who do good to you. For the good that you will give to a child, he will experience a feeling of gratitude, gratitude only when he himself does good for you - father, mother, in general for people of older generations.

Remember that children's happiness is selfish by nature: he perceives the good and good created for the child by the elders as a matter of course. As long as he does not feel, does not experience from his own experience, that the source of his joys is the work and sweat of his elders, he will be convinced that his father and mother exist only to bring him happiness. It may turn out that in an honest working family, where parents love their children, giving them all the strength of their hearts, children will grow up to be heartless egoists.

How to ensure that the golden grains that you will give to your son turn into gold placers for other people? The most important thing is to teach the child to understand and feel that for every spark of his joys and blessings, someone burns his strength, his mind; every day of his serene and carefree childhood adds worries and gray hairs to someone. When you have a child, teach him to see, understand, feel people - this is the most difficult thing. (According to G. Sukhomlinsky.)

grammar task

1 option

1. From paragraph 1, write out the word(s) that(s) are formed(s): prefixed way; 2. in a complex suffix way.

2. From paragraph 1 of the 3rd sentence, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from paragraph 1 of paragraph 6 of the proposal with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find one that has a separate definition; 2. isolated circumstance. Write down his number.

4. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find a complex sentence with an explanatory clause; 2. with an attributive clause. Write down his number.

Option 2

1. Write down all possessive pronouns from paragraph 2; 2. from paragraph 3, all definitive pronouns.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find complex sentences that include a one-part impersonal; 2. from 2 paragraphs. Write the numbers of these compound sentences.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 3, find a complex sentence with consistent subordination of subordinate clauses; 2. from 1 paragraph with parallel subordination of subordinate clauses. Write the number of this compound sentence.

4. Write down the phraseological unit from the 2nd paragraph; 2. write out contextual antonyms from paragraph 3.

Orlik

Orlik in the past is a large craft settlement. Skilled shoemakers, fur coat makers, coopers, blacksmiths, tailors lived and worked here. Women and girls embroidered, crocheted, on knitting needles, bobbins, weaved carpets and paths.

Crochet is a bright, unique phenomenon of national culture. His story takes us back to the distant past. At first, knitting was an exclusively male craft, and the hook looked like an even, smooth stick. Then they made a ledge at the end so that the thread would not slip off, so it became much easier to work. Time passed, and this occupation completely passed into the hands of women. With the help of a simple tool - a hook - products of extraordinary beauty and grace are created.

From time immemorial, very beautiful things have been crocheted in Orlik and the surrounding villages: curtains for windows and tablecloths, bedspreads and pillow covers, lace for sheets, pillowcases, towels.

How many lace makers, so many patterns. They shared with each other, omitted something, added something of their own, it turned out new, individual. From under sensitive nimble hands comes a magical canvas, a thin openwork miracle. How much soul, how many feelings are invested in it!

The invariable companion of the craftswomen was the Russian song, lively and cheerful, lingering and sad. It pours freely from a cramped hut, and the cherished dream, and desire, and hope ring in it and beat.

grammar task

1 option

1. Determine the way the word past is formed (2 paragraph, 2 sentence); 2. companion (5 paragraph, 1 sentence).

2. From the 5th paragraph of the last sentence, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from 1 paragraph 2 sentences with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 5, find one that has a separate definition; 2. among sentences 1-2 paragraphs, find one that has a separate application. Write down his number.

4. Write out the grammatical basis from 1 paragraph 1 of the sentence; 2. write out the grammatical basis from paragraph 2 of sentence 1.

Option 2

1. From paragraph 4, write out all the prepositions; 2. from paragraph 2 all adverbs.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 2, find a complex sentence, which includes a one-part impersonal; 2. among the sentences of the 2nd paragraph, find the indefinitely personal. Write the number of this compound sentence.

3. Among the sentences of 1-2 paragraphs, find one that includes a clause of purpose; 2. among the sentences of 3-4 paragraphs, find the sentence with homogeneous members And
generalizing word. Write the number of this offer.

4. determine the lexical meaning of the word "coopers" (2 sentence 1 paragraph); 2. determine the lexical meaning of the word "lace" (4 paragraph, 1 sentence).

Samovar

The samovar is designed to heat water for tea. The first samovar factory opened in Tula in 1778, so the coal-fired samovars in the museum collection are probably over two hundred years old.

Inside the samovar there is a firebox where coals are placed, which burn and give off their heat to the water poured into the samovar. Charcoal is an indispensable fuel, and they stocked up in advance. If the coals in the furnace suddenly died out, then an ordinary boot came to the rescue, old, worn, already unusable. His bootleg was put on the upper part of the firebox, and the boot in the hands of a person performed the same work as the bellows in the furnace-forge.

The hostess watched all the time how the coals were burning: whether they smoldered, flared up well or barely. Sometimes he doesn’t see it - and the water in the samovar boils away. Rather, a new one should be installed: all of a sudden, inadvertently, someone will come in. Hard-working housewives cleaned their samovar so that you look into it like in a mirror. The hostess will admire herself and smile. A smile, as you know, makes everyone beautiful.

Previously, in any hut, the most prominent and honorable place was assigned to the samovar on the table. The family had to move to a new hut - first of all, the samovar was transported, and then everything else. If in late autumn or cold winter they equipped someone on a long journey, then they often put a hot samovar in the sledge. Near it, like at the stove, you can warm yourself on the road and drink boiling water if you want. The coal samovar is remarkable for the fact that until the coals in it burn out, the water remains hot.

grammar task

1 option

1. From the 3rd sentence of the 2nd paragraph, write out the word(s) that(s) are formed(s): prefixed way; 2. from 1 paragraph, 1 sentence in a suffix way.

2. From sentence 1, paragraph 4, write out a subordinating phrase with an adjoining connection; 2. from 1 sentence 3 paragraphs with a link agreement.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find one that has separate definitions; 2. Find the introductory words in the text. Write down their numbers.

4. Among the sentences of paragraph 4, find a complex sentence with consistent subordination of subordinate clauses; 2. from 2 paragraphs with consistent subordination of subordinate clauses. Write the number of this compound sentence.

Option 2

1. From paragraph 3, write out all subordinating conjunctions; 2. from paragraph 3, all coordinating conjunctions.

2. Among the sentences of paragraph 3, find complex sentences that include a single-component impersonal; 2. from 4 paragraphs. Write the numbers of these compound sentences.

3. Among the sentences of paragraph 1, find one that includes a subordinate consequence; 2. among the sentences of the 2nd paragraph, find the attributive clause. Write the number of this compound sentence.

4. Write out a colloquial word from paragraph 3; 2. Write down the term from paragraph 2.

Capercaillie song

1) In the spring, it’s good in the forest: the air is especially fresh and fragrant, the smell of rotten leaves and thawed earth spreads everywhere. 2) The impressions associated with the spring hunting for capercaillie are indelible in my memory. 3) It has not yet dawned at all, and a transparent night silence floats above the sleeping forest, in which every rustle and whisper is clearly heard. 4) A branch crunches under your foot, an ice crust cracks, covering a shallow but wide swamp, and again there is silence.

5) When you walk through the forest, then from time to time you stop and listen. 6) I want to get to the current place on time, when the capercaillie has not yet begun its song. 7) You listen carefully, and suddenly a sharp, abrupt cry is heard in the air. 8) Soon another answers him - and a ringing roll call begins in the swamp.

9) You peer intensely into the forest darkness, constantly glancing at the hands of the clock. 10) In the east, in the depths of the forest, between the tops of the trees, an almost imperceptible light dawns, and the darkness of the night begins to dissipate little by little. 11) But now, in the distance of the forest, the sounds of a capercaillie song, elusive for an inexperienced hunter, are heard. 12) A characteristic clicking, chirping is heard from a distant thicket and fills the predawn forest silence, shimmering in the air with mysterious and exciting sounds. 13) As soon as the capercaillie is silent, you freeze in place and stand motionless. 14) In the scarlet light of dawn, the capercaillie seems to be a massive, chiseled figure made of ebony. 15) Only a slightly noticeable movement of this figure indicates that this is not a dead object. (According to V. Astafiev.)

Tasks

I option

AT 2. Among the sentences, find a compound compound with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 7-15, find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 4, write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-3, find a compound with an allied connection. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentence 12, write down a word that has two prefixes.

AT 8. Indicate the way the word tense is formed (sentence 9).

AT 9. Write out a verbal adjective from sentences 13-15.

II option

AT 2. Among the sentences, find a simple one with a separate definition. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 5-8, find a complex one with an impersonal part. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 11 write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-4, find a sentence with a coordinating and subordinating connection. Enter his number.

AT 6. Write out the adverb from sentence 15.

AT 7. From sentence 2, write down the word that has two prefixes.

AT 8. Indicate the way the word is formed little by little (sentence 10).

AT 9. Write out short adjectives from sentences 1-5.

Joy

1) There was an inexplicable joy, incomprehensible perhaps to an avid city dweller, to wake up as a child in his cozy bedroom in a light reed bed at dawn from a shepherd's horn. 2) The first ray of the sun gilded the tiled stove, freshly painted floors, freshly painted walls hung with pictures on themes from children's fairy tales through the fake shutters. 3) What colors shimmering in the sun did not play here! 4) The dewy freshness of early cherry blossoms bursts into the wide open old window. 5) The low house, hunched over, sinks into the ground, lilac blooms wildly above it, as if in a hurry to cover its squalor with its white-purple luxury.

6) On the wooden steps of the balcony, also rotten from time to time and swaying underfoot, you go down to swim to the river located near the house. 7) The closed locks of a small mill raised the waters of the river, forming a narrow but deep backwater. 8) Flocks of silver fish slowly pass in the greenish transparent water, and on an old dilapidated barrel, which lacks several boards, a huge green frog sits, watching the sunbeams playing on the ash-gray plank walls of the bathhouse - a favorite place for a frog pair.

9) Touching a branch of a dense hazel, a chatty magpie sits on the top of a blue-green young Christmas tree. 10) What does she just not crackle about! 11) A sonorous chirping rushes towards her, and, growing, gradually the many-voiced bird's hubbub fills the garden. 12) The glass door leading from the terrace is open. (According to D. Rosenthal.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. Find in the text a sentence that reflects the main idea of ​​the text. Enter his number.

AT 2. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with homogeneous additions and a separate definition. Write down his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 4-7, find the non-union compound. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write a preposition from sentence 11.

AT 5. From sentence 2, write out the noun of the 3rd declension.

AT 6. From sentence 4 write out the adverb.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word rotten is formed (sentence 6).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 12) built on the basis of control.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of sentence 1.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 7-12, find a simple sentence with a separate definition. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 6-8, find a complex one with different types of connection. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out a particle from sentence 1.

AT 5. Write out the masculine noun from sentence 5.

AT 6. From sentence 8 write out the adverb.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word blue-green is formed (sentence 9).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 3) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. You write grammar basics suggestions 8.

Steppe

1) In spring, the steppe is like a green sea. 2) And in the summer, when the white feather grass thickens, the steppe will become a white sea. 3) Humpbacked waves of mother-of-pearl will roll across the sea, pearl ripples will turn silver. 4) Feathers lean, creep, rustle. 5) And the wind, like a golden eagle, falls on spread wings, whistling wildly and dashingly. 6) And then suddenly the steppe will seem like a bare snowy plain, and as if a snowstorm sweeps over it, curls and spreads.

7) At sunrise, the feather grasses are like moon ripples on the water: the steppe trembles, crushes, gleams. 8) At noon, she is like a huge flock of curly sheep: the sheep huddle one to the other, stomp fractionally and endlessly flow and flow to the ends of the earth.

9) But a wonderful miracle - the steppe at sunset! 10) Iridescent fluffy panicles are spreading towards the setting sun, like pink tongues of cold ghostly fire. 11) And until the sun sinks behind the earth, these icy flashes will rush and sparkle all over the steppe. 12) Then the moon will rise above the gloomy steppe - just like a bubble of air from the water! - and stacks of feather-grass hay seem to be covered with hoarfrost. 13) The steppe is good both day and night! (According to N. Sladkov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. Find in the text a sentence that reflects the main idea of ​​the text. Enter his number.

AT 2. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 3-6, find a simple uncommon. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the reflexive verb from sentence 8.

AT 5. Indicate the way the word will emerge (sentence 12).

AT 6. Among sentences 1-10, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentences 1-5, write out words with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 6) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of sentence 7.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 9-11, find a sentence with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 7-10, find a complex sentence with a simple non-extended part. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentences 9-13 write out a derivative preposition.

AT 5. Indicate the way the word icy is formed (sentence 11).

AT 6. Among sentences 11-13, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.

AT 7. From sentences 6-8 write out words with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 7) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 11.

Balaklava

1) At the end of October, when the days are still gentle in autumn, Balaklava begins to live a peculiar life. 2) The last vacationers, burdened with suitcases and trunks, are leaving, enjoying the sun and the sea during the long local summer, and immediately it becomes spacious, fresh and businesslike at home, as if after the departure of sensational uninvited guests. 3) Fishing nets are spread across the embankment, and on the polished cobblestones of the pavement they seem delicate and thin, like a cobweb.

4) The fishermen, these workers of the sea, as they are called, crawl along the spread nets, like gray-black spiders straightening the torn air veil. 5) The captains of the fishing boats sharpen stupefied beluga hooks, and at the stone wells, where water babbles in a continuous silver stream, gossiping, gathering here in their free minutes, dark-faced women are local residents.

6) Sinking across the sea, the sun sets, and soon the starry night, replacing the short evening dawn, envelops the earth. 7) The whole city falls into a deep sleep, and the hour comes when not a sound comes from anywhere. 8) Only occasionally water splashes against a coastal stone, and this lonely sound further emphasizes the unbroken silence. 9) You feel how night and silence have merged in one black embrace. 10) Nowhere, in my opinion, you will hear such perfect, such ideal silence as in the night Balaklava. (According to A. Kuprin.)

Tasks

I option

AT 2. From sentences 1−3 write out a separate agreed definition.

AT 3. Among sentences 6-10 find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 4. From sentence 7 write out all the pronouns.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with an introductory construction. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentence 5, write out the word with an alternating vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word fishing is formed (sentence 5).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 3) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Among sentences 5-10, find complex subordinate clauses with attributive clauses. List their numbers.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. From sentences 4−5 write out a separate circumstance.

AT 3. Among sentences 1-3, find a complex one with a one-part impersonal part. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out all the particles from Proposition 8.

AT 5. Among sentences 6-10, find a sentence with an introductory word. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 1-3, write out the words with an alternating vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word coastal is formed (sentence 8).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 1) built on the basis of agreement.

B9. Among sentences 1-4, find a complex subordinate with a clause of time. Enter his number.

Maslenitsa

1) Shrovetide ... 2) Thaws are becoming more frequent, snow is getting oily. 3) On the sunny side, icicles hang with a glass fringe, melt, clink about ice. 4) You jump on one skate, and you feel how it gently cuts, as if on thick skin. 5) Farewell, winter!

6) This can be seen from the jackdaws: they are circling in huge “wedding” flocks, and their chattering hubbub beckons somewhere. 7) You sit on a bench, chatting with a skate and for a long time you follow their black flock in the sky. 8) They disappeared somewhere.

9) And now the stars appear. 10) The breeze is damp, soft, it smells of baked bread, delicious birch smoke, pancakes. 11) On Saturday, after pancakes, we go skiing from the mountains. 12) The zoological garden where our mountains are arranged (they are wooden, flooded shiny ice), is littered with blue snow, only paths have been cleared in the snowdrifts. 13) Neither birds nor animals are visible. 14) Tall mountains on ponds. 15) Colorful flags flutter over the fresh plank pavilions on the mountains.

16) High sleds with velvet benches rush from the mountains along the icy paths, between the shafts of snow with Christmas trees stuck in them. 17) We climb to the top of the mountain and slide down. 18) Christmas trees, glass, multi-colored balls, hung on wires, flash by. 19) Snow dust flies, a Christmas tree falls on us, sledges up with runners, and we are in a snowdrift. (According to I. Shmelev.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state main idea text.

AT 2. Among sentences 10-16, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 7-14, find a sentence with a plug-in structure. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the sacrament from sentences 17-19.

AT 5. Among sentences 9-13 find a simple impersonal. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 9-15 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word dampish is formed (sentence 10).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 4) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. From sentence 6 write down the first grammatical basis.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 16-19, find a simple sentence with a separate definition. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 1-6, find an offer with an appeal. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out a verbal adjective from sentences 9-15.

AT 5. Among sentences 6-10, find a simple definite-personal. Enter his number.

AT 6. From sentences 16 - 19 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word Maslenitsa is formed (sentence 1).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 18) built on the basis of control.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of the sentence 4.

old poplar

1) The old poplar has seen a lot in its lifetime! 2) A long time ago, a thunderstorm split the top of a poplar, but the tree did not die, coped with the disease, throwing up two trunks instead of one. 3) Spreading branches, like senile hooked fingers, stretched out to the ridge of the boarded roof, as if they were going to grab the house in an armful. 4) In summer, rope shoots of hops curled densely on the branches.

5) The poplar was majestic and huge, called the Holy Tree by the Old Believers. 6) The winds bent it, mercilessly slashed with hail, winter blizzards twisted, covering the fragile shoots of juveniles on mature branches with a crust of ice. 7) And then he, all gray-haired from hoarfrost, tapping branches like bones, stood hushed, pierced through by a fierce wind. 8) And rarely did any of the people hold their eyes on him, as if he was not even on earth. 9) Unless the crows, flying from the village to the floodplain, rested on its two-headed peak, blackening with clods.

10) But when spring came and the old man, reviving, dissolved the brown juices of sticky buds, the first to meet the southern greenhouse, and his roots, penetrating into the depths of the earth, carried life-giving juices into the powerful trunk, he somehow immediately dressed up in fragrant greens. 11) And noisy, noisy! 12) Quietly, peacefully. 13) Then everyone saw him, and everyone needed him: both the peasants who, on hot days, sat under his shadow, rubbing the difficult life in their callused palms, and random travelers, and children. 14) He met everyone with coolness and gentle trembling of foliage. (According to A. Cherkasov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state the main idea of ​​the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 1-5, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 1-7, find a compound. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the adjective from sentence 2.

AT 5. From sentence 5 write out a word that has two roots.

AT 6. From sentences 1 - 4 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word life is formed (sentence 13).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 8) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical basis of the sentence 3.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 6-9, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 10-14, find a compound with a generalizing word. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the real participle from sentence 7.

AT 5. From sentence 9 write out a word that has two roots.

AT 6. From sentences 10-14 write out a word with an alternating unstressed vowel in the root.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word hooked is formed (sentence 3).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 14) built on the basis of agreement.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 13.

Spring in the mountains

1) Spring in the mountains sometimes makes you wait a long time, but when it appears, it goes quickly. 2) Below, in the valleys, shoots are already turning green, young trees are firmly on their feet, and the blossoming foliage begins to cast a shadow. 3) Then spring surrenders its affairs to summer, and itself, picking up a bright green, flowery hem, dragging along the ground, rushes to the mountains.

4) In the mountain zone, spring has its own laws and its own unique charms. 5) It’s snowing in the morning, the sun will peep in the afternoon, the snow will stir, float, evaporate, one-day flowers will bloom, and by the evening the earth will have dried up. 6) During the night, ice will freeze in rivers and streams. 7) And the next morning you look from the top - and it takes your breath away to what a pure and unsightly spring stands in the mountains. 8) The sky is clear, blue, not a speck. 9) The earth, like a young girl in a new outfit, green, washed with dew, and, it seems, laughs shyly ... 10) And if you shout, your voice will be heard for a long time in the high-altitude distance above the mountain ranges, in the clear air it flies far -far...

11) No snows, fogs, rains and winds are able to hold back spring, it, like a green fire, blazes from mountain to mountain, from peak to peak, higher and higher, under the very eternal ice. (According to Ch. Aitmatov.)

Tasks

I option

IN 1. In one or two sentences, state the main idea of ​​the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 1-5, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 3-7, find a simple one with homogeneous additions. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out the participle from sentence 3.

AT 5. Among sentences 1-3, find a compound with a non-union and coordinating connection. Write the number of this offer.

AT 6. From sentences 1-4, write out the word with a prefix in -з, -с.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word will freeze (sentence 6).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 9) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 9. Write down the grammatical foundations of sentence 7.

II option

IN 1. How else could the text be titled? Write down 2 of your headings to the text.

AT 2. Among sentences 8-11, find a sentence with a clarifying circumstance. Enter his number.

AT 3. Among sentences 6-10, find an offer with a comparative turnover. Enter his number.

AT 4. Write out all the pronouns from sentence 3.

AT 5. Among sentences 4-8, find a compound with a non-union and coordinating connection. Write the number of this offer.

AT 6. From sentences 5-10 write out the words with a prefix in -з, -с.

AT 7. Indicate the way the word far, far away is formed (sentence 10).

AT 8. Write out a phrase (sentence 11) built on the basis of adjacency.

AT 8. Write down the grammatical foundations of the sentence 2.

Control final dictation for the academic year

bird home

Nikolai Sergeevich and his wife came to Abkhazia from Moscow for the first time in their lives and lived at the summer cottage of the artist Andrei Tarkilov, who rarely visited here.

Under the roofs of the peasant houses, past which they passed to the sea, swallow nests were molded. Strange, but under the roof of the dacha there was not a single nest, although the house was built more than ten years ago. An old village teacher explained it this way:

Andrey is rarely here, and the swallows build their nests under the roof of a human house, because they seek protection from him.

And then the wife of Nikolai Sergeevich once said that it would be happiness for her to wake up to the chirping of swallows. And he suddenly replied that this could be arranged: he should ask the old teacher for permission to move one swallow's nest from under the roof of his house to himself. Superstitious horror flashed in the eyes of the teacher, but he was a very patriarchal person: you need to give the guest what he asks for.

The watchman guarding the store noticed Nikolai Sergeevich walking somewhere with a stepladder in the dead of night, but soon lost sight of him. When Nikolai Sergeevich removed the nest, it seemed to him that he would not keep his balance and would fall down. And each time, imagining his fall, he mentally stretched his arms up so as not to crush the swallows.

When he turned towards the house, the watchman recognized him again and also noticed that now this man without a stepladder was pressing something to himself - most likely a precious thing. Calling to him, the watchman realized that the man went faster, and was convinced that he was a criminal.

It seemed to Nikolai Sergeevich that he was falling, and he stretched his arms forward so as not to damage the nest. The swallows flew out of the nest, and the chicks crawled up to the grassy slope of the canal. With the last, dying movement, Nikolai Sergeevich threw his hand towards the swallow's nest, and she, already dead, fell on the nest. (According to F. Iskander.)

Uncle Sasha

We drove fast. Uncle Sasha, having unbuttoned his cloak, from under which a red order star flashed on his jacket, continued to stare at the road running towards him, as before, detachedly. With a dull roar, like a prehistoric beast, a giant truck swept past, and in its back one could see grayish-yellow beets. Twin dump trucks followed, they also carried beets: people were in a hurry to cope with the cleaning.

The plain in these Kursk fields began little by little to swell, and the height mark probably exceeded two hundred meters. In ancient times, this land could not be overcome by a glacier that advanced from the north; splitting in two, he crawled on, bypassing the hills to the right and left. It means that it is no coincidence that at these heights, which the ice shell never crossed, an unprecedented battle broke out, from which, as Uncle Sasha thought, the saved peoples could begin a new chronology. Enemies who threatened Russia with a new glaciation were stopped and thrown from the heights. You will never forget those days, you will not confuse those events with anything.

In August 1943, Sasha, then a young artillery lieutenant, dropped by for half a day in his native village, Prokhorovka. Mutilated tanks left after an unprecedented battle were brought here from the surrounding fields, and they formed a monstrous cemetery, among which it was not difficult to get lost. But even the defeated tanks seemed to still, like people, hate each other. Now this tank cemetery is gone: it has been plowed up and sown with bread, and the iron scrap of the war has long been swallowed up by open-hearth furnaces. People leveled and smoothed the trenches, and only along the hills remained on Kursk land carefully guarded mass graves. (According to E. Nosov.)

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Walk

Early in the morning, when everyone was asleep, I tiptoed out of the stuffy hut and, as if I were not in the front garden, but went out into the quiet, inexplicable transparency of the water.

Tall, untouched grass raged behind the gate itself. I ran off the embankment to the left and walked along the river towards its current. There was nothing remarkable around. A car stopped at a distance, and the noisy company that arrived in it settled down to rest, pulling a linen sheet in the form of an awning.

The path rounded the sand pit and led me to a spacious meadow, along which trees grew singly and in groups.

The still air, which has not yet become sultry, pleasantly refreshes the larynx and chest. The sun, which has not entered into force, warms carefully and gently. In about half an hour, a seasoned pine forest surrounded me. Unusually well-groomed, well-marked paths stretched near the road. From time to time, here and there came across neatly laid light chocolate rugs of cuckoo flax - this indispensable inhabitant of pine forests.

Some kind of bird was darting up and down along the trunk of an aspen tree with the briskness of a mouse.

I came across a swamp with coffee-brown, but not at all muddy water. I got over it, jumping onto a slippery log, from a log to a log thrown by someone. And here is a river with such a cold, despite the hot days, water.

The gatehouse, which I wanted to find at all costs, turned out to be a log cabin. On one side it adjoined the forest, on its other side a vast meadow spread. (According to V. Soloukhin.)

Turgenev's works

The evening wind barely rustles in the dense foliage of the Turgenev oak, in the park, deserted after the daytime revival, bird voices cease. Gradually approaching light shadows of the summer night give an illusiveness, light and imperceptible, to the outlines of trees, the silhouette of a silent house peeping through between the lindens ...

So it was, probably, many, many years ago in the estate, deserted after the death of the owner: not a single light in a long row of closed windows, no one on the alleys overgrown with grass ...

It is not difficult to imagine the owner thinking on the bench under his favorite oak, young man dreams and plans swarming in his head. At that time, he had just begun to carry out the work destined for him by fate, which firmly formed the basis of the national literary heritage. A century has passed, as there is no writer, but his “Notes of a Hunter” are still fresh and fragrant, their poetry and humanity are not subject to time. And from the pages of The Noble Nest, Fathers and Sons, On the Eve, First Love, Asya, and his other novels and stories, captivating, unfading images of Russian girls, whom we call "Turgenev's", arise.

Meanwhile, we live in a world remote by an immeasurable abyss from the heroines of Turgenev and his time: ideas and assessments have shifted, sometimes the feelings and hopes that worried them seem petty and vain, naive ideas. But the incomparable artistic height of Turgenev's works made them immortal: our distant descendants will read his books, they will be used to verify the literary taste and dignity of the style and language of the works of our compatriots, as long as "our great, mighty and free Russian language" is alive! (According to O. Volkov.)

Training dictations- This short texts from related simple sentences.

Dictations in Russian for the first grade are designed to develop the perception of oral speech, coordination of hearing and hands, to consolidate calligraphy skills.

The texts of dictations for grade 1 are simple and understandable. In principle, you can compose such passages yourself. The texts given here serve as a guide for parents, they can be used to review and consolidate the material covered during the summer holidays.

The texts are arranged in order of increasing difficulty. A little more difficult.

Control dictations for grade 3 with assignments posted .

Control dictations with tasks for grade 4.

Dictations in Russian for grade 1.

First half

Boris has a cat. Barsik rolled a ball. We were in Park. There are lindens and pines. Zina is small. Zina has a doll.

Roma is small. He washed his own hands. Here are the chickens. Ivan feeds the chickens. Here is the juice. Dana drank juice.

Key

Alyosha and Kolya walked into the grove. It was hot. And here is the key. He is clean. Alyosha drank water.

Summer has flown by. It's beautiful in the forest. We have paints and brushes. Nina and Lena painted pine trees. Anton painted bushes.

In summer

Siskins sing in summer. Swifts fly. Lilies of the valley bloom in the forest. Hedgehogs rustle under the spruce. The guys are looking for cones in the forest.

beavers

Beavers live on the river. They are excellent builders. Beavers have razor-sharp teeth. On the river, beavers make dams from aspen trunks.

Lynx

A red cat lay on a tree. The cat had green eyes and tassels on its ears. Strong paws dug into the trunk. It was a lynx.

New house

We have a big building going on. Syoma and Yasha are going to a new house. The house has five floors. At the porch of the car. The boys are happy.

Words for reference: large, floors, we have.

Toys

We had a labor lesson. We made our own toys. Here is a horse and a bunny. Lyuba and Masha have a doll. Kolya made a Christmas tree out of paper. Our toys are great!

Words for reference: we have done.

Rose hip

A beautiful bush grew in the forest. The bush bloomed with bright flowers. It was a rosehip. Nice scented roses! Masha began to pick roses. And there are spikes. Masha has a splinter.

Two comrades

Student Yura Chaikin solved the problem. The task was difficult. Slava Schukin has arrived. Friends solved the problem together. So Slava helped his comrade.

My friend

We live in a new house. Alyosha is my friend. He goes to school. Alyosha loves to read. He teaches me. I already know all the letters.

Reference words: friend, me, new.

our school

Our school is new. She is bright and beautiful. Maple and linden trees grow near the school. We love our school. Our students live together.

Words for reference: about, grow, students.

My uncle

In the morning people go to work. Uncle Syoma works at a factory. He is a worker. The factory makes cars. Uncle Syoma is a good worker.

Reference words: morning, factory, worker.

At the factory

Aunt Nina and aunt Olya work at the factory. Aunt Nina knits fluffy scarves. Aunt Olya knits warm sweaters. Smart machines make their work easier.

Words for reference: factory, facilitate, work.

nursery

Grandmother Raya takes Lyuda and Nikita to the nursery. The kids love to play there. Nikita is building a house. Luda has a beautiful ball. There are many different toys in the nursery.

Words for reference: love, toys, a lot.

Our grandfather

My brother Petya and I lived with my grandfather. We helped grandfather dry the net. Grandfather Semyon taught us how to repair nets. I loved working with my grandfather.

Smoke

Seryozha has a cat Dymok. He is small. The cat is gray and fluffy. The cat's paws are white. Smoke eats fish.

Roses for mom

Beautiful bushes grew in the garden. They were roses. They were raised by Syoma and Yura. Good roses! The boys cut three roses for their mother.

Grandmother and grandchildren

Dima and Serezha had a grandmother. Grandmother bought a primer for her grandchildren. They are glad. The boys began to learn letters. Soon they will be reading books.

Words for reference: pictures, read.

Me and my brother Igor love my mother. Our mother is kind and affectionate. Everyone respects mom. She teaches children. Mom loves to listen to music.

Words for reference: respect, affectionate, she.

Our yard

Our yard is big. My brother Alyosha and I made a slide. Good porridge. The kids were happy. They quickly rush on a sled down a hill.

For friends

Sasha and Timosha left the house. They go for a walk. Here is the yard. Babies are playing. The boys began to make a slide for them. The kids are happy.

Hard time

January opens the year. This is a tough month. Blizzards howl. The snow covered all the food in the forest. Birds fly to human habitation. You help them!

Winter in the forest

Winter. Freezing. Snow covered the stumps and bushes. Thick ice blocked the fast stream. Snow coats were put on by pines and firs. A fluffy scarf lies on the branches of a cedar. Here is a snowdrift. The bear is sleeping there.

in winter

We are waiting for winter. We called winter. The house has snowdrifts. Olga rolls a snowball. Tanya rolls a snowball. Here is the snowman.

Words for reference: fun, rolling.

in winter

Here comes the winter. Children are happy. Alyosha has a house made of snow. Vanya took the sled. Petya put on his skis. They go up the hill. Everyone is having fun there.

Reference words: fun, they are.

in winter

Winter has come. Fluffy snow all around. There are patterns on the windows. Here is the bird feeder. Zina and Lisa have bread crumbs. They feed the birds. Words for reference: feed, feeder.

First snow

The first snow fell. Everyone is happy with the snow. Misha and Yasha went out into the yard. Olya was waiting for them there. Dad bought her skis. The children go to the park.

Words for reference: fell out, snow, in the yard.

Bird food

Fluffy snow all around. He falls silently to the ground. The old stump is covered with snow. Yura goes to the forest. In the hands of the boy is food for birds.

Bunny

Here comes the winter. Snow all around. A hare has a white coat in winter. It is difficult for a fox to find a bunny. He sat down by a bush and slept.

Reference words: snow, difficult.

Meeting

It's a clear day. We are going to the forest. There is snow on the paws of the spruce. A snowball fell on an old stump. Vanya noticed a hare. The bunny hid in the bushes.

Words for reference: stands, noticed, lies

Winter has come. I am going to the forest. The snow crunches. At the edge of the forest is a spruce. A squirrel hid in the thick paws of the spruce. A ball of snow fell from the spruce.

Reference words: snow, standing.

Rozka

Misha, Tanya and Petya lived in the village. They had a dog Rozka. Rose lived in the yard. She had puppies. The children loved Rose. (According to L. Tolstoy)

On the mountain

The school has a big mountain. The whole day on the mountain is a crowd of children. Ilya and Olga have skis. They run fast down the mountain. Yura has a new sled. He rides kids.

hare and fox

Lived in the forest hare. He built a hut under the tree. There was a fox. She noticed the hut and knocked. Bunny opened the door. Lisa asked to visit.

Winter

Here comes the winter. There are severe frosts. Fluffy snow covered the forest and field. The roofs are also covered in snow. Silence all around. Only the wolves roar. They are looking for food.

Snow

Snow has been falling since morning. The teddy bear was sitting on a stump. He lifted his head and counted the snowflakes that fell on his nose. Snowflakes fell fluffy and white.

deer

IN large forests deer live. Deer is a very beautiful animal with large antlers. There is a feeding trough in the forest clearing. Deer come here every evening.

Grove

We lived near the grove. It was good there. They sang chizhi. Lilies of the valley bloomed. We went for a walk in the grove.

Our dog

Ryzhik liked to scare birds. Boys and girls played hide and seek. Murka Zoya has a cat named Murka. Murka has a fluffy tail. Eyes are green. Mustaches are big. Zoya called Murka home. Murka has arrived. Zoya and Murka were playing.

Friends

It's raining heavily. Sick Druzhok lies under the porch. Ilya tied up his sore paw. The boy brought him bread and milk.

Muscovites

We live in Moscow. Our house is on Zhukov street. In the summer we were in the village of Ilyinsky. My grandmother lives in the village of Stepanovo. There is a river called Bystraya. We often went to the river to fish.

Comrades

Shura Lunin and Yegor Chalov are comrades. The boys live together. In the summer, the guys found a puppy in the forest. He whined piteously. Shura and Egor took the puppy home. The puppy was named Snowball.

Toys

Children prepare decorations. The stars are cut out by Misha Luzhin. Flappers are glued by Sasha Chudin. Lanterns are made by Lena Yashina. Nuts are colored by Anya Chaikova. Tree soon.

In the park

It was a clear day. Here is the park. Fluffy spruces and pines grow here. Lenya and Yana were looking for bumps. This is bird food. Seeds in cones. A squirrel jumped on the spruce.

Kyiv

We live in Kyiv. Kyiv is the capital of Ukraine. Our city is big and beautiful. It stands on the banks of the Dnieper. Kyiv has many streets, parks and squares. Our house is on Artyoma street.

Pine

A pine tree grew at the edge of the forest. There was an old nest on the pine tree. Crows lived in it. Autumn came. It's raining. The forest is gray and gloomy. The trees are silent.

Words for reference: in it, came.

By ski

I'm skiing in the woods. There are traces of birds and small animals in the snow. In winter it is good in the forest. Snow glitters on the trees. A large ball of snow fell from a pine tree.

Reference words: glitter.

Christmas tree

A beautiful Christmas tree was brought to the school. We had a labor lesson. We made toys. Katya has a horse and a bunny. Olga and Dasha have paper beads. Our toys are great!

Checkers

Guests came to Kolya Chaikin. The guys were playing chess. Vanya Yolkin played with Kolya. Andrey Kruzhin followed the game. Then Andrei and Vanya played. Grandmother Klava gave everyone tea.

apple tree

A small apple tree grew near the house. A strong wind picked up. He began to twist and break it. Kolya brought stakes. The boy tied up the apple tree. Snow fell during the night. Fluffy fur wrapped the tree.

Words for reference: about, apple tree, break, tied up.

Thumbelina

Autumn. It's been raining all day. Thumbelina was looking for a home for the winter. Beyond the forest were fields. Bread was removed from the fields. Thumbelina noticed a mink. The entrance to the hole was covered with leaves.

Words for reference: Thumbelina, noticed.

Second semester

Dictation on chk , ch , th

A bathhouse attendant, a bird-keeper, an honors student, a concrete worker, a greengrocer, a drummer, a lamplighter, and a welder sailed on a sunny day on a river steamboat. My daughter had a habit of losing a pen, a ring, buckwheat, a sheep and a bug. A night butterfly nurses a chick.

Training dictation on zhi \ shi, cha \ cha

Charming hedgehogs in the silence of the thicket hiss at the cones. The mice decided to sew a turban for a seagull. A bird is carrying a thorn in a wheelbarrow. Natasha and Grisha are having tea. Our little ones are looking for gloves and pencils.

in winter

Snow flakes fall softly to the ground. The kids are playing in the yard. The pond and the river are covered with ice. Olga goes to the skating rink. Uncle Yasha teaches everyone to skate.

Words for reference: ride.

A gloomy autumn has passed. Snowflakes swirled cheerfully in the air. They covered the whole earth. Juicy berries hung on the mountain ash. A flock of thrushes flew up to the tree. Good bird food!

In the forest

In winter I went skiing. Fluffy snow in the forest lay on branches and branches. The woodpecker thumped loudly. From under the bark of a tree, he took out a bug. There was a hole under the spruce. Who lives there?

Words for reference: from under

On the river

Oleg and Vasya were walking from school. Thick snow fell. The boys went down to the river. Vasya ran across the ice. The brittle ice cracked. Vasya almost fell into the water. The boys hurried to the house.

Words for reference: ran, did not fall, hurried

In the morning

Snowflakes swirled cheerfully in the air. Snow fell during the night. In the morning, animals and birds left a chain of footprints in the snow.

Here the cat Vaska jumped from the porch. Whose trail leads to the garden?

Reference words: left

Berries

The whole earth was covered with snow. It is difficult for a hare to find food. And juicy berries hung on the mountain ash. The wind called the bunny. The wind began to shake the mountain ash strongly. Large berries fell on the snow. Bunny is happy. A fluffy animal is full.

Words for reference: fell asleep, rowan, hung

Here comes lunch

In the afternoon I went to the grove with my dog ​​Timka. It was good in the grove. Snow lay everywhere in a white carpet. A squirrel jumped on an old spruce. A dry mushroom hung on a knot. The animal noticed him. Here is lunch.

Words for reference: went, noticed, lunch

In the courtyard

There was a strong frost at night. There is ice on the water. Fluffy snow fell in the morning. Outside is fun and noisy. Alyosha harnessed Tom to the sleigh. The boys were running after the dog.

Words for reference: fell out, harnessed, ran

Spring

Ground is covered with snow. Winter roams in the fields and forests. The wind blew off the white dress of winter from the hill. The frozen brown earth appeared. Here is the sun. The quiet ringing of a drop wakes the forest. A bright stream gurgles under the snow. The song of the birds resounded along the deaf paths.

Words for reference: seemed, exploded

Ice is coming

Spring has come. The children run to the river. There is ice on the river. The water is bubbling and noisy. He finds an ice floe on an ice floe. A dog is swimming on a large ice floe. The water quickly carried the ice floe to the shore. There were logs along the shore. The dog jumped on a log and escaped from trouble.

Words for reference: suffered, shore, escaped, to the river

snow is coming down

Here comes spring. Snow is falling from the mountains. Rapid melt waters run to the lake. There are bare bushes near the water. Dirty drifts of snow settled. Muddy streams of water filled all the pits. Puddles everywhere. The children are playing on the porch. It's dry there.

Reference words: run, stand

Spring has come

Mud and snow slosh underfoot. But how fun it is! The sun shines brightly. Warm rays play in puddles with jackdaws and sparrows. The river swelled and darkened. The branches of the bushes are bare. But they already live and breathe. Here comes the spring.

Words for reference: darkened, breathing

First days of spring

The first days of spring have arrived. The sun shines and warms. Warm rays destroy snow fortresses. At the porch of a puddle. Droplets ring everywhere. Fragrant buds swelled on the branches. Willow bushes have blossomed. A crow perched on a maple branch. She screams hoarsely. The jackdaw is looking for a place to nest.

Words for reference: fortress, ringing, screaming, looking.

boat

The warm spring has come. Water flowed. The children took the boards and made a boat. The boat floated on the water. The children ran after her and shouted merrily. They didn't look down. The children got into a puddle.

Morning

Here is the morning. Outside the window, a rooster crowed. A new day is coming. Forest edges are buried in flowers. Beetles hum loudly. Birds fly by, animals run by. In summer, the forest edge is the most fun place. Good summer days!

Vaska

The cat is a gray pubis. Affectionate Vasya, but cunning. Paws velvet, steel. Graduation claws, large eyes, crooked teeth. Vaska has sensitive ears, a long mustache, and a silk fur coat. The cat caresses, wags its tail, closes its eyes, sings a song. The mouse is caught - do not be angry.

Cap! Cap!

The bushes filled with water. On each branch of a garland of drops. A sparrow will sit down - a sparkling rain! He starts drinking, and a drop from under his very nose - drip! Sparrow to the other, the other - cap! Jump, jump sparrow, drip, drop drops!

friendly work

Grandfather brought a load of firewood. He began to stack firewood near the old pine tree. Grandfather was helped by grandson Vitya. Outside it is very cold and windy. And the boy was hot from work.

Words for reference: brought, folded, helped.

Fox

Grandfather went to the river for fish. He caught a full load of fish. Grandpa is going home. On the road lies a fox, as if dead. The old man took the fox and put it on the sled.

Words for reference: caught, rides, put.

March

March has come. A lot of drops fall from the roof. Snowdrifts settled on the porch. The stream runs fast. Winter reigns in the forest. Bushes and old stumps are covered with snow. Here the spruce branch trembled. A snowball fell to the ground. The forest is waiting for warm clear days.

Words for reference: settled, reigns, fall asleep

On the river

My grandfather and I lived on the river bank. My grandfather had a boat. We often ran to the river to fish. The dog Sharik cheerfully met us with a catch. He loved fresh fish.

Reference words: met

Woodpecker

I see a woodpecker perched on one of the trees. How handsome he is! The head and back are black. There are bright red spots on the back of the head. On the black wings are white spots and stripes. All motley, that's why he was called the motley woodpecker. Well, handsome!

Spring

April has come. There is no more snow. The sun shines brightly all day. At the porch, streams murmur loudly. Alyosha and Misha launch paper boats. They quickly rush through the muddy water. The boys love to play. Soon they will be going to school.

Reference words: walk, shine

Dog Ryabka

We lived on the banks of the river. We had a new boat. I often ran to the river to fish. There was a booth at the house. Our dog Ryabka lived there. We loved her. The first fish was for Ryabka. The dog took good care of the house. She was a good friend.

Words for reference: with us, stood, guarded