“Magic clusters of rowan berries...” Collection of folklore works. Children's poems and riddles about rowan. Children compiling an album with riddles.

Lena Rafalovich
“Magic bunches of mountain ash...” Collection of folklore works

Compiled by: Rafalovich Yana,

student of grade 5 "B"

Lipnishkovsky kindergarten- high school

Everyone knows about the creative heritage each country has from its ancient ancestors. For any people it can be safely put at the top cultural heritage of all times, for here the wisdom of generations and even the self-awareness of the people as a single whole are manifested to the greatest extent. Its author is a people who pass on different knowledge from generation to generation. What’s most interesting is that this includes music, theatrical performances, and the so-called catchphrases, and sayings, and proverbs, and riddles, and songs, and epics, and fairy tales. This heritage is oral folk art.

Interesting facts about rowan

Rowan is a genus of deciduous frost-resistant shrubs and trees of the Rosaceae family. The botanical name of mountain ash is Sorbus aucuparia, the generic name comes from the Celtic word “sor”, which means “tart”, and the specific name comes from the Latin “aucupari”, translated “to catch birds”. It seems that the name came from birds feasting on rowan fruits. There are more than 100 species of rowan in the world (according to some estimates, almost two hundred, with about a third of the species growing in countries former USSR. Rowan is widespread not only in Russia, Ukraine and Belarus, but throughout Europe and Asia, as well as in North America.

The Legend of the Rowan

One day the daughter of a rich merchant fell in love simple guy, but her father did not want to hear about such a poor groom. To save his family from shame, he decided to resort to the help of a sorcerer. His daughter accidentally found out about this and the girl decided to run away from her home. On a dark and rainy night, she hurried to the river bank to the meeting place with her beloved. At the same hour the sorcerer also left the house. But the guy noticed the sorcerer. In order to take the danger away from the girl, the brave young man rushed into the water. The sorcerer waited until he swam across the river and waved his magic staff when the young man was already climbing out to the shore. Then lightning flashed, thunder struck, and the guy turned into an oak tree. All this happened in front of the girl, who was a little late to the meeting place because of the rain. And the girl also remained standing on the shore. Her slender figure became the trunk of a rowan tree, and her arms—branches—stretched out towards her beloved. In the spring she puts on a white outfit, and in the fall she sheds red tears into the water, sad that “the river is wide, you cannot cross, the river is deep, but you cannot drown.” So there are two lonely trees standing on different banks, loving each other. And “it’s impossible for a rowan tree to move to an oak tree; apparently, an orphan’s eyelids can swing alone.”

Proverbs

It’s not yours, black jackdaw, to peck at the red rowan!

Let's go out into the valley, sit under the mountain ash - it blooms well.

Under the tier-tier hangs a zipun with a red garus.

Without rowan, autumn is boring.

September is famous for one berry, and even then the bitter rowan.

A pea is not a rowan, but everything is one.

Listen, rowan, what the forest says!

Under the tier, in a tier, hangs a zipun with a red garus (rowan). [plant - agriculture]

Under the forest, the forest there is a red ponka hanging (rowan). [plant - agriculture]

Proverbs and sayings of the peoples of the world about rowan

There won't be a bump on a rowan tree

No rowan - and autumn is not autumn

The rowan tree is blooming, there will be a lot of oats

Let's go out into the valley and sit under the mountain ash

Everything is one - both bread and rowan: both are sour

It’s not for your nose to peck the rowan, it’s a delicate berry

Don’t break a rowan that hasn’t ripened, don’t woo a girl without knowing it

He promised raspberries, fed him rowan berries. - Gypsy proverb

Folk signs related to rowan:

There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - it will be dry.

The rowan tree has bloomed - a sign of long warmth.

A lot of rowan - to rainy autumn and harsh winter.

A large rowan harvest means a long and frosty winter. - Russian signs

If the rowan has fully bloomed, then there will be no more frosts.

If the leaves of a rowan tree wither and remain for the winter, they will very coldy. By the way, this sign is true not only for rowan, but also for other trees.

Three rowan trees around the house - fire protection

Rowan in front of the window - protection from envy

A rowan tree near the porch means prosperity in the house.

Rowan in the garden - you will always have a harvest.

If you see berries scattered in the snow, or a twig stuck in a window, it means everything you dream about will come true for you.

If a wreath of berries retains its freshness for a long time and does not dry out, it means there are strong feelings in the hearts, and everything will be fine.

Riddles about rowan:

Girlfriends hanging on a branch,

It turned green in the spring,

Sunbathed in the summer

I put it on in the fall

Red corals.

Berries are not sweetness

But it's a joy to the eye

And decoration for the gardens,

And a treat for friends.

Autumn has come to our garden,

The red torch was lit.

There are blackbirds and starlings scurrying about here.

And, noisily, they peck at him.

In haymaking it’s bitter,

And in the cold it’s sweet,

What kind of berry?

Flowers for bees and bumblebees,

Fruits for jays and thrushes,

And the curly branch -

Place by the gazebo.

He flies to visit her

A flock of scarlet bullfinches.

They scurry along the branches,

Red berries are pecked.

In the middle of a dark forest

The red maiden is standing.

Turned green in spring

Sunbathed in the summer

I put it on in the fall

Red corals.

Poems about rowan:

According to ancient legends, the beautiful rowan tree is a direct descendant of the first sacred tree Good on planet Earth. Thin, graceful, but in fact, the warrior tree has the power to fight back negative energy.

"Rowan"

There is a shadow on the path,

Solar grid.

Through the tyn, through the fence

A branch hung down.

I'll come running, I'll gallop,

I'll stand up on my toes,

I’ll grab the branch by the braids,

I'll get the berries.

I'll sit by the fence

And on silk

I'll carefully string it down

Rowan berry.

Put on bitter beads,

Branch, branch!

There is a shadow on the path,

Solar grid.

IN winter time The savior rowan feeds the birds. Its fruits have an unusual taste and are also beneficial for humans. In them - ascorbic acid, pectins, essential oil, and carotene is no less than in carrots and sea buckthorn.

Bulk, ripe rowan,

Don't be sad, blushing under the window.

You are in a cold and long winter

You will become a holiday table for the birds.

Poems about rowan - with a little sadness, because its fruits ripen in September, and this is already autumn, rains, bad weather...

Still unripe raspberries

Turned her face to the rays,

And the reddened rowan

It's already threatening September!

"Rowan"

Lots of red berries

Ripe and beautiful

Hanging in clusters

Their outfit is beautiful.

Rowan beads are very good!

Rowan branches shine with gold,

I see a sprout

Small, but not a flower,

I didn't know this

It became very sad.

She is still alive in my memory.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,

Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

Svetlana Shishkina

I don't feel sorry for the years wasted in vain,

I don’t feel sorry for the soul of the lilac blossom.

There is a fire of red rowan burning in the garden,

But he can't warm anyone.

Rowan berry brushes will not get burned,

Yellowness will not make the grass disappear.

Like a tree silently shedding its leaves,

So I drop sad words.

Sergei Yesenin, “The golden grove dissuaded me,” 1924

Rowan is sad and lonely

Among birch friends

About the cedar, which is in a distant land

I found oblivion in the singing of blizzards.

He is lulled by the powerful elements,

My vision was clouded with fog.

Rowan is waiting for him in vain,

Decorate the outfit with beads.

Kolosova M.

Red brush

The rowan tree lit up.

Leaves were falling.

I was born.

Hundreds argued

Kolokolov.

The day was Saturday:

John the Theologian.

To this day I

I want to gnaw

Roast rowan

Bitter brush.

Tsvetaeva M.

"Rowan"

Red berry

Rowan gave me.

I thought it was sweet

And she is like a hina.

Is it this berry?

I'm just immature

Is it the cunning rowan tree?

Did you want to make a joke?

(Irina Tokmakova)

I found my rowan tree

To which I dedicated a song,

With which Russian grief

Here in a foreign land I shared.

In a smart red sundress,

Under the brilliance of a sunny day,

Even more magnificent, even more blush

My beauty looks.

Pyotr Vyazemsky, “Rowan of Vevey”, 1864

I knew you, my rowan.

You sat on the outskirts of the village

Above the gray barn roof

It grew under the northern sky.

You were tormented by bad weather,

And you - in spite of all sorrows -

Grew and grew stronger year after year,

Looking into the lake glass.

Rozhdestvensky V.

Thin mountain ash grows in the north,

The leaves rustle under the windows and bloom.

The mountain ash tree has a colorful outfit in autumn.

“The most beautiful,” people say.

And by winter the mountain ash has shed its outfit,

The bright red clusters on the branches are burning.

The berries on the thin mountain ash have turned red,

The waxwings flew in and sang loudly:

We are not afraid of cold, blizzards, and blizzards.

We sat on a rowan tree and ate some berries!

Rowan, rowan,

Who did you love?

I loved everyone

I pleased everyone

Ripe berries

She treated everyone.

Pick a berry too

Don't be afraid.

Russian folk song

The rowan bunches turn bright red,

The summer sun radiates heat.

The rowan tree stood almost inconspicuously,

Today the forest adorns itself.

Light frost is only good,

Powdered snow is like a decoration.

Don't touch the rowan berries, passerby,

Let's leave her treats for the birds.

Columbine

Red berry

Rowan gave me.

I thought it was sweet

And she is like a hina.

Is it this berry?

I'm just immature

Is it the cunning rowan tree?

Did you want to make a joke?

Tokmakova I.

The birches are chilly,

The aspen trees are getting cold.

They only burn

in the frost of rowan trees.

And from everywhere -

look, look! -

Bask in the mountain ash

Bullfinches are flying.

Why are you standing there swaying?

Thin rowan

Bowing my head

All the way to the tyn

Bowing my head

All the way to the tyn

And across the road

Beyond the wide river

Just as lonely

The oak stands tall

How about the rowan tree?

Move to the oak tree

I wouldn't do it then

Bend and swing

I wouldn't do it then

Bend and swing.

Rozhdestvenskaya O.

Even though winter has its feather beds

Spread it out by the rowan tree,

And the frost blows all around,

The berry is turning bright red!

Sibirtsev V.

Winter has bouquets of snowflakes,

Like foliage, frosty patterns.

And only bright red rowan

Snowstorms are no problem for her.

And the winds will not hide her fire.

On a huge sheet of snow

Small drops of scarlet blood.

Will not understand natural mystery –

Are these berries bittersweet?

Apparently summer wasn't enough for them,

And autumn died away quickly,

And they burn with furious intensity

In December there are rowan sparkles.

Irene Zed

The mountain ash has palms

Kissed by the rains.

Flame berry crumbs

On the branches and under your feet.

The young girl is having fun -

A flock of lively sparrows.

The wind blows from the left, from the right,

And she is faithful. Simple...

The beauty has care -

Feed the feathered guests.

And I want to greet them.

The rich man prepares a feast for them.

The rowan tree has bright beads,

Is it a princess, a princess?

Gentle winds swirl

Nearby, not without interest.

There is a path near the mountain ash.

Whoever passes will say thank you.

For warmth and good disposition.

There is no one more beautiful today.

Borina M.

Rowan grows in his garden.

A sadness lives in his house.

He is wearing a worn-out caftan.

Eyes shrouded in fog

As if filled with saffron

Face, and bent skinny figure.

Dear hope is killed,

And what is his protection from harm?

Fate tells him to endure.

In front of his sad house,

The hostile power of the sworn,

The bitter rowan stands.

Sologub F.

Gently strokes the rowan bush

Autumn with a wet hand:

Berries red rubies

And a swarm of crimson leaves.

The rain drips incessantly,

And streams run down

Into a puddle under an old rowan tree.

Knock out the bubbles

Drops. Everything in the puddle is in motion.

Looks at autumn: “Only ripples.

Where is my reflection in her?

Made such a mess.

Come on, stop pouring, rain,

Make way for the sun.

Draw me, artist.

Background - rowan behind. "

Korotaeva L.

Even though winter has its feather beds

Spread it out by the rowan tree,

And the frost blows all around,

The berry is turning bright red!

Vitaly S.

What kind of berry is that turning red?

When it's already cool

And autumn rushes at full speed,

Sweeping leaves from yards?

She is still bitter and knitting.

But only snow will fall on the ground,

The frost will not hit you lightly

And the river will be covered with ice:

It already tastes different.

And the birds, as if understanding,

Frozen pellets peck

In winter, reddened mountain ash.

Shumov N.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,

Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

Lots of red berries

Ripe and beautiful

Hanging in clusters

Their outfit is beautiful.

Gather a string of berries for the soul,

Rowan beads are very good!

And in winter the rowan trees burn with fire,

Red as rubies, they shine on the branches.

Rowan branches shine with gold,

The sun plays merrily with their leaves.

I’ll look around near the rowan tree.

I see a sprout

Small, but not a flower,

He will grow tall and slender later.

I wake up in the morning, but it’s still dark.

The slender rowan tree was cut down a long time ago.

I didn't know this

It became very sad.

Little sprout, you grow faster!

The sun's rays warm the tree.

I remember about the mountain ash, I always remember,

She is still alive in my memory.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,

Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

Shishkina S.

Rowan!

Whose destiny are you?

Who is red and tall?

You will see, you will breathe out:

You won’t immediately remember how bitter it is.

The river is already freezing.

And the snow was gathering in earnest.

One rowan, you know, turns red,

know, it colors dark forests.

Agashina M.

And a scarlet beacon is burning in my window.

Rodozinskaya I.

Winter has bouquets of snowflakes,

Like foliage, frosty patterns.

And only bright red rowan

Argues heatedly with infinitely white.

Snowstorms are no problem for her.

And the winds will not hide her fire.

On a huge sheet of snow

Small drops of scarlet blood.

An old raven, wise in life

Will not understand the natural riddle -

Why don't your brushes fade in the cold?

Are these berries bittersweet?

Apparently summer wasn't enough for them,

And autumn died away quickly,

And they burn with furious intensity

In December there are rowan sparkles.

Rowan

Even though winter has its feather beds

Spread it out by the rowan tree,

And the frost blows all around,

The berry is turning bright red!

Rowan

Rowan is sad and lonely

Among birch friends

About the cedar, which is in a distant land

I found oblivion in the singing of blizzards.

He is lulled by the powerful elements,

My vision was clouded with fog.

Rowan is waiting for him in vain,

Decorate the outfit with beads.

Rowan

Matinees have become more frequent

Sprinkle handfuls of silver,

And the rowan in the dark thicket

Saved the generosity of summer.

Our cheeks from the frost

They begin to bloom brighter,

In man, apparently, too

There is something from rowan.

Boring picture!

Endless clouds

The rain keeps pouring down

Puddles by the porch...

Stunted rowan

Gets wet under the window

Looks at the village

A gray spot.

Why are you visiting early?

Has autumn come to us?

The heart still asks

Light and warmth...

Alexey Pleshcheev

Rowan

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,

Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

Lots of red berries

Ripe and beautiful

Hanging in clusters

Their outfit is beautiful.

Gather a string of berries for the soul,

Rowan beads are very good!

And in winter the rowan trees glow like flames,

Red as rubies, they shine on the branches...

Rowan branches shine with gold,

The sun plays merrily with their leaves.

I’ll look around near the rowan tree.

I see a sprout

Small, but not a flower,

He will grow tall and slender later...

I wake up in the morning, but it’s still dark.

The slender rowan tree was cut down a long time ago.

I didn't know this

It became very sad.

Little sprout, you grow faster!

The sun's rays warm the tree.

I remember about the mountain ash, I always remember,

She is still alive in my memory.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,

Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

Rowan

Red berry

Rowan gave me.

I thought it was sweet

And she is like a hina.

Is it this berry?

I'm just immature

Is it the cunning rowan tree?

Did you want to make a joke?

Irina Tokmakova

Rowan

Through the thin ice of the window glass,

Among the crooked mirrors of shop windows and lanterns

One appears, graceful and familiar,

Rowan is a beacon and the pulse of autumn days.

It grows stubbornly upward, and it’s hard to believe

What's the difference between smiles and hopes?

That the city was burning with frost, and the wind was sending sadness -

The fragile leaf is transparent, and the berry taste is fresh.

And maybe more than once she will remember how a blizzard

Wandered at night, bending to the ground,

And in the rustle of branches - the warmth of a friend’s embrace,

And the sincere motive is akin to my soul.

The rain will open its eyelids and run along the buildings,

Dropping hundreds of arrows in a dank veil -

A stormy day is warmed by rowan tree breath,

And a scarlet beacon is burning in my window...

I knew you, my rowan...

You sat on the outskirts of the village

Above the gray barn roof

It grew under the northern sky.

You were tormented by bad weather,

And you - in spite of all sorrows -

Grew and grew stronger year after year,

Looking into the lake glass.

Rowan grows in his garden.

A sadness lives in his house.

He is wearing a worn-out caftan.

Eyes shrouded in fog

As if filled with saffron

Face, and bent skinny figure.

Dear hope is killed,

And what is his protection from harm?

Fate tells him to endure.

In front of his sad house,

The hostile power of the sworn,

The bitter rowan stands.

Rowan

The soldier walked, a daring fellow,

The brave fellow walked for seven winters,

He played brave songs,

But hops didn’t help him at all.

The soldier left home for a long time,

And I planted a rowan tree at the gate,

He told her wait for me

My dear bride.

The soldier served far from home.

And the house has been empty for a long time,

And the yard has long been overgrown with grass.

And only rowan on my native side,

Everything pulls branches towards the soldier in the spring,

After all, he said wait for me,

My wife is a mountain ash.

Yes, in battle the soldier found death,

In a dashing battle he was cut down by death,

Goodbye, the last moan flies,

Goodbye, he whispers to the rowan tree.

My widow rowan.

And the leaves fell from that rowan tree,

She is dead from grief, from bitterness,

The news came to her, just wait for me,

My widow rowan.

Song: Thin Rowan

Why are you standing there swaying?

Thin rowan

Bowing my head

All the way to the tyn

Bowing my head

All the way to the tyn

And across the road

Beyond the wide river

Just as lonely

The oak stands tall

How about the rowan tree?

Move to the oak tree

I wouldn't do it then

Bend and swing

I wouldn't do it then

Bend and swing.

Olga Rozhdestvenskaya

Rowanberry, Rowanberry

The mountain ash has palms

Kissed by the rains.

Flame berry crumbs

On the branches and under your feet.

The young girl is having fun -

A flock of lively sparrows.

The wind blows from the left, from the right,

And she is faithful. Simple...

The beauty has care -

Feed the feathered guests.

And I want to greet them.

The rich man prepares a feast for them.

The rowan tree has bright beads,

Is it a princess, a princess?

Gentle winds swirl

Nearby, not without interest.

There is a path near the mountain ash.

Whoever passes will say thank you.

For warmth and good disposition.

There is no one more beautiful today.

N. Shumov

Folk signs associated with rowan

The rowan tree is blooming - it’s time to sow flax.

The rowan tree blooms brightly - there will be a lot of oats.

The rowan tree blooms well - for the flax harvest.

Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn.

If rowan is born, rye will be good.

There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - dry.

Riddles about rowan

The dress was lost, but the buttons remained.

Under the tier, in a tier, hangs a zipun with a red garus.

Girlfriends hanging on a branch,

Huddled close to each other.

It turned green in the spring,

Sunbathed in the summer

I put it on in the fall

Red corals.

Berries are not sweetness

But it's a joy to the eye

And decoration for the gardens,

And a treat for friends.

Autumn has come to our garden,

The red torch was lit.

There are blackbirds and starlings scurrying about here.

And, noisily, they peck at him.

In haymaking it’s bitter,

And in the cold it’s sweet,

What kind of berry?

Flowers for bees and bumblebees,

Fruits for jays and thrushes,

And the curly branch -

Place by the gazebo.

Epics. Historical songs. Ballads.

Pock

Evil nettle potion,

The father-in-law is even angrier and fiercer.

Father-in-law's love to young daughter-in-law:

“Go, my daughter-in-law, into an open field,

Stand, my daughter-in-law, between three roads,

You are a curly rowan,

Curly, curly."

A good fellow was going there,

He stood under the rowan tree.

Curly, curly.

Without the wind, the rowan tree staggered,

Without the rain, the mountain ash became wet,

He gets caught by his black curls.

The son came to his mother:

“My dear mother!

Where is my young wife?

- “Your wife has left the yard,

She left the yard and took the children.”

- “My dear mother!

No matter how much I traveled in the service,

I have never seen such a marvel:

Like in a field, between three roads,

Between three roads, four sides,

How I stood under the mountain ash,

Curly, curly,

Without the wind, the rowan tree staggered,

Without the rain, the mountain ash became wet,

Without a whirlwind, the rowan bends to the ground,

You can get caught by your black curls!”

- “Take it, son, you will sharpen the saber,

Cut the mountain ash at the root!”

He hit her once, she gasped.

Another hit, she said:

“You’re not flogging a rowan,

You're whipping your young wife!

And the twigs are our children.”

The son came and also to his mother:

“You are not my mother, you are not my madam,

You're a snake for me.

Well, you brought my young wife together,

Take me now!

Ballad of Rowan

Tatyana Reva

Green outfit, lace cape –

The rowan blossomed in the spring at the gate,

She blossomed, looked pretty, was proud of herself

And I fell in love with the song of the spring wind.

And he, fidgety, like someone confused,

He rustled in her leaves, tangled them affectionately,

He circled above her, cheerful and gentle,

And at night I fell asleep under green clothes.

And early at dawn, only the birds began to sing,

He rushed off to the edge of the forest, where there were pines and spruces,

In the spring forest, cobwebs are tearing, shawls

Rowan waited that the next night

The velvet of carved petals will cover them.

But he didn't return. Thunderstorms shouted at her,

That he ruffles the curls of a beauty - a birch tree.

The rowan tree was left alone, sad,

Dropped flower petals on the sand,

Only summer sun it warmed her,

Yes, the dew gently washed me in the morning.

After summer came the artist autumn

And, mixing the summer sky with gray,

As if dressed up for a forest festival

And she gave red clusters to rowan trees.

Then the prankster returned - the rake,

He rushed to the mountain ash from the distant forest.

He whispered that he missed her all summer

And again he rushed off somewhere at dawn.

And again there is only one rowan tree at the gate,

Everything looks like autumn, I'm soaked to the skin,

Under the autumn wind, her slender frame bowed

And she dropped the yellow leaves into herself.

And after the rains came blizzards,

The ground was covered with cold snow.

Frost - the sorcerer flew in on the blue night,

Wrapped the trees in silver frost.

There was a rowan tree, frozen from the cold

And she gave bright berries to the birds.

But soon the blizzards will sing their songs

And again, to the sound of spring drops.

Buds will appear on the rowan branches,

Carved leaves will burst out of them,

Rowan will wave her lace cape

And he will wait for the wind at the same gate.

Rowan is a genus of deciduous frost-resistant shrubs and trees of the Rosaceae family. The botanical name of mountain ash is Sorbus aucuparia, the generic name comes from the Celtic word “sor”, which means “tart”, and the specific name comes from the Latin “aucupari”, translated “to catch birds”. It seems that the name came from birds feasting on rowan fruits. There are more than 100 species of rowan in the world (according to some estimates, almost two hundred), with about a third of the species growing in the countries of the former USSR. Rowan is widespread not only in Russia, Ukraine and Belarus, but throughout Europe and Asia, as well as in North America.

The Legend of the Rowan

One day, the daughter of a rich merchant fell in love with a simple guy, but her father did not want to hear about such a poor groom. To save his family from shame, he decided to resort to the help of a sorcerer. His daughter accidentally found out about this and the girl decided to run away from her home. On a dark and rainy night, she hurried to the river bank to the meeting place with her beloved. At the same hour the sorcerer also left the house. But the guy noticed the sorcerer. In order to take the danger away from the girl, the brave young man rushed into the water. The sorcerer waited until he swam across the river and waved his magic staff when the young man was already climbing out to the shore. Then lightning flashed, thunder struck, and the guy turned into an oak tree. All this happened in front of the girl, who was a little late to the meeting place because of the rain. And the girl also remained standing on the shore. Her slender figure became the trunk of a rowan tree, and her arms—branches—stretched out towards her beloved. In the spring she puts on a white outfit, and in the fall she sheds red tears into the water, sad that “the river is wide, you cannot cross, the river is deep, but you cannot drown.” So there are two lonely trees standing on different banks, loving each other. And “it’s impossible for a rowan tree to move to an oak tree; apparently, an orphan’s eyelids can swing alone.”

Folk signs associated with rowan:

The rowan tree is blooming - it’s time to sow flax.
The rowan tree blooms brightly - there will be a lot of oats.
The rowan tree blooms well - for the flax harvest.
Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn.
If rowan is born, rye will be good.
There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - it will be dry.

Riddles about rowan:

The dress was lost, but the buttons remained.

Girlfriends hanging on a branch,
Huddled close to each other.

It turned green in the spring,
Sunbathed in the summer
I put it on in the fall
Red corals.

Berries are not sweetness
But it's a joy to the eye
And decoration for the gardens,
And a treat for friends.

Autumn has come to our garden,
The red torch was lit.
There are blackbirds and starlings scurrying about here.
And, noisily, they peck at him.

In haymaking it’s bitter,
And in the cold it’s sweet,
What kind of berry?

Flowers for bees and bumblebees,
Fruits for jays and thrushes,
And the curly branch -
Place by the gazebo.

Poems about rowan:

"Rowan"

Lots of red berries
Ripe and beautiful

Hanging in clusters
Their outfit is beautiful.
Gather a string of berries for the soul,
Rowan beads are very good!

And in winter the rowan trees glow like flames,
Red as rubies, they shine on the branches...
Rowan branches shine with gold,
The sun plays merrily with their leaves.

I’ll look around near the rowan tree.
I see a sprout
Small, but not a flower,
He will grow tall and slender later...

I wake up in the morning, but it’s still dark.
The slender rowan tree was cut down a long time ago.
I didn't know this
It became very sad.

Little sprout, you grow faster!
The sun's rays warm the tree.
I remember about the mountain ash, I always remember,
She is still alive in my memory.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,
Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.
(Svetlana Shishkina)

"Rowan"

Red berry
Rowan gave me.
I thought it was sweet
And she is like a hina.

Is it this berry?
I'm just immature
Is it the cunning rowan tree?
Did you want to make a joke?
(Irina Tokmakova)

In Russia in the last century, there was a custom when building a new house to plant young mountain ash next to it. Rowan was supposed to protect the house from all sorts of machinations of evil spirits. Northern peoples Rowan was assigned the role of a soothsayer. They compared her to a young, beautiful, often sad girl.

Rowan, rowan,
Who did you love?
-I loved everyone
I pleased everyone
Ripe berries
She treated everyone.
Pick a berry too
Don't be afraid.
(Russian-Narrative)

****************

Winter has bouquets of snowflakes,
Like foliage, frosty patterns.
And only bright red rowan
Argues heatedly with infinitely white.

Snowstorms are no problem for her.
And the winds will not hide her fire.
On a huge sheet of snow
Small drops of scarlet blood.

An old raven, wise in life
Will not understand the natural riddle -
Why don't your brushes fade in the cold?
Are these berries bittersweet?

Apparently summer wasn't enough for them,
And autumn died away quickly,
And they burn with furious intensity
In December there are rowan sparkles.

****************

Rowan

Rowan
Chopped
Zorka.
Rowan -
Destiny
Bitter.
Rowan -
Gray-haired
Downhill.
Rowan!
Destiny
Russian.

They cut down the rowan before winter.
They cut down the whole world without love.
They chopped it up, forgetting how beautiful it is
it was blooming by the ravine.
They chopped it to warm the body
its branches and bark.
They chopped it down and forgot about it,
that firewood doesn’t warm the soul

Rowan

Red brush
The rowan tree lit up.
Leaves were falling.
I was born.

Hundreds argued
Kolokolov.
The day was Saturday:
John the Theologian.

To this day I
I want to gnaw
Roast rowan
Bitter brush.

****************

Rowan

Even though winter has its feather beds
Spread it out by the rowan tree,
And the frost blows all around,
The berry is turning bright red!

*****************

Rowan

Rowan is sad and lonely
Among birch friends
About the cedar, which is in a distant land
I found oblivion in the singing of blizzards.

He is lulled by the powerful elements,
My vision was clouded with fog.
Rowan is waiting for him in vain,
Decorate the outfit with beads.

*****************

Rowan

Matinees have become more frequent
Sprinkle handfuls of silver,
And the rowan in the dark thicket
Saved the generosity of summer.
Our cheeks from the frost
They begin to bloom brighter,
In man, apparently, too
There is something from rowan.

****************

Boring picture!
Endless clouds
The rain keeps pouring down
Puddles by the porch...
Stunted rowan
Gets wet under the window
Looks at the village
A gray spot.
Why are you visiting early?
Has autumn come to us?
The heart still asks
Light and warmth!….

*****************

Rowan

Lots of red berries
Ripe and beautiful

Hanging in clusters
Their outfit is beautiful.
Gather a string of berries for the soul,
Rowan beads are very good!

And in winter the rowan trees glow like flames,
Red as rubies, they shine on the branches...
Rowan branches shine with gold,
The sun plays merrily with their leaves.

I’ll look around near the rowan tree.
I see a sprout
Small, but not a flower,
He will grow tall and slender later...

I wake up in the morning, but it’s still dark.
The slender rowan tree was cut down a long time ago.
I didn't know this
It became very sad.

Little sprout, you grow faster!
The sun's rays warm the tree.
I remember about the mountain ash, I always remember,
She is still alive in my memory.

I see a slender rowan tree in the yard,
Emerald on the branches in the morning at dawn.

*****************

Rowan

Red berry
Rowan gave me.
I thought it was sweet
And she is like a hina.

Is it this berry?
I'm just immature
Is it the cunning rowan tree?
Did you want to make a joke?

Irina Tokmakova

*****************

Rowan

Through the thin ice of the window glass,
Among the crooked mirrors of shop windows and lanterns
One appears, graceful and familiar,
Rowan is a beacon and the pulse of autumn days.

It grows stubbornly upward, and it’s hard to believe
What's the difference between smiles and hopes?
That the city was burning with frost, and the wind was sending sadness -
The fragile leaf is transparent, and the berry taste is fresh.

And maybe more than once she will remember how a blizzard
Wandered at night, bending to the ground,
And in the rustle of branches - the warmth of a friend’s embrace,
And the sincere motive is akin to my soul.

The rain will open its eyelids and run along the buildings,
Dropping hundreds of arrows in a dank veil -
A stormy day is warmed by rowan tree breath,
And a scarlet beacon is burning in my window...

****************

Poems about rowan

I knew you, my rowan...
You sat on the outskirts of the village
Above the gray barn roof
It grew under the northern sky.
You were tormented by bad weather,
And you - in spite of all sorrows -
Grew and grew stronger year after year,
Looking into the lake glass.

******************
Rowan grows in his garden.
A sadness lives in his house.
He is wearing a worn-out caftan.
Eyes shrouded in fog
As if filled with saffron
Face, and bent skinny figure.

Dear hope is killed,
And what is his protection from harm?
Fate tells him to endure.
In front of his sad house,
The hostile power of the sworn,
The bitter rowan stands.

*****************

Rowan

The soldier walked, a daring fellow,
The brave fellow walked for seven winters,
He played brave songs,
But hops didn’t help him at all.

The soldier left home for a long time,
And I planted a rowan tree at the gate,
He told her wait for me
My dear bride.

The soldier served far from home.
And the house has been empty for a long time,
And the yard has long been overgrown with grass.

And only rowan on my native side,
Everything pulls branches towards the soldier in the spring,
After all, he said wait for me,
My wife is a mountain ash.

Yes, in battle the soldier found death,
In a dashing battle he was cut down by death,
Goodbye, the last moan flies,
Goodbye, he whispers to the rowan tree.

My widow rowan.
And the leaves fell from that rowan tree,
She is dead from grief, from bitterness,
The news came to her, just wait for me,
My widow rowan.

*****************

Song: Thin Rowan

Why are you standing there swaying?
Thin rowan
Bowing my head
All the way to the tyn
Bowing my head
All the way to the tyn

And across the road
Beyond the wide river
Just as lonely
The oak stands tall

How about the rowan tree?
Move to the oak tree
I wouldn't do it then
Bend and swing
I wouldn't do it then
Bend and swing.

Olga Rozhdestvenskaya

Folk signs associated with rowan

The rowan tree is blooming - it’s time to sow flax.
The rowan tree blooms brightly - there will be a lot of oats.
Rowan blossoms well - for a flax harvest.
Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn.
If rowan is born, rye will be good.
There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - dry.

*********************************************

Riddles about rowan

The dress was lost, but the buttons remained.
***
Under the tier, in a tier, hangs a zipun with a red garus.
***
Girlfriends hanging on a branch,
Huddled close to each other.
***
It turned green in the spring,
Sunbathed in the summer
I put it on in the fall
Red corals.
***
Berries are not sweetness
But it's a joy to the eye
And decoration for the gardens,
And a treat for friends.
***
Autumn has come to our garden,
The red torch was lit.
There are blackbirds and starlings scurrying about here.
And, noisily, they peck at him.
***
In haymaking it’s bitter,
And in the cold it’s sweet,
What kind of berry?
***
Flowers for bees and bumblebees,
Fruits for jays and thrushes,
And the curly branch -
Place by the gazebo.

*********************************************

For medical purposes Rowan has been used since ancient times. IN Ancient Rome it was used to strengthen the stomach. In Russian folk medicine Jam was made from the fruits as a sedative, infusions from the fruits were made as a diuretic, gastric and hemostatic. Not only fruits, but also leaves are used as multivitamins. Rowan bark was used to treat liver diseases. Traditional healers considered rowan one of the main healing plants. In modern medicine, fresh and dry rowan fruits are recommended for vitamin deficiency. Juice from fresh berries is used for low acidity stomach, tincture of fruits - as a means of increasing appetite. Rowan fruit powder is included in the diet for patients diabetes mellitus and obesity.

Use in cosmetics. Rowan fruits are used as a disinfectant. Nutritious masks are prepared from mashed fresh fruits with cream or sour cream; a decoction of dried fruits can be used to rinse hair after washing for seborrhea.

Disinfecting effect. Rowan leaves have a strong phytoncidal effect. In the North, in the summer, sick people were taken out under the rowan tree, because they believed that “the spirit of the rowan tree drives away diseases.”
And chopped leaves were used to store vegetables and fruits. Even the Greeks and Romans noticed that rowan fruits have disinfectant properties. Our ancestors also discovered this property. In order to keep the water drinkable for a long time, they threw a rowan branch into it, after which the water acquired a pleasant taste and did not spoil for quite a long time. In the same way, nowadays it is recommended to use rowan leaves to disinfect water while hiking.

students: Plitorak S., Trubin S., Yakovlev Kirill

We are amazed by the beauty of the mountain ash different time of the year. In our harsh region, this tree is like a miracle from the garden. People and birds love her. Poets dedicate poems to it, artists depict mountain ash on their canvases. Do we know everything about this tree?

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"Rowan is full of mysteries"

Plitorak Stepan

Trubin Sasha

Yakovlev Kirill

Novoagansk

KHMAO-Yugra

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Project:

"Rowan is full of mysteries"

Project goals : learn about the characteristics of the rowan tree.

Tasks:

1.Develop a project plan.

2.Collect material about rowan.

3. Study the collected material.

4.Research signs about rowan.

5. Prepare the material as a presentation

Relevance: Rowan is a source of joy for people and life for the animal world. We are amazed by its beauty at different times of the year. In our harsh region, this tree is like a miracle from the garden. Poets dedicate poems to it, artists depict mountain ash on their canvases. Do we know everything about this tree?

Hypothesis: Let's assume that rowan is a source worthy of research.

Work plan.

1.Think for yourself:

• what do we know about rowan;
• what conclusions can be drawn from what is already known about mountain ash.

2.Look at books about rowan, search for information on the Internet.

3.Watch rowan trees in nature.

4.Create a booklet based on the results of the work.

5.Create a report - presentation in the form of Microsoft PowerPoint slides.

Introduction

It turned green in the spring,
Tanned in the summer
I put it on in the fall
Red corals.
Flowers for bees and bumblebees,
Fruits for jays and thrushes,
And the curly branch -
Place by the gazebo.

Preparatory stage

Create a research plan

1. Determine whether rowan is a tree or a shrub?

2. Find out how many types of rowan there are?

3.What type of rowan grows in the Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Okrug, in Novoagansk?

4.Are rowan fruits healthy?

5. Find out about people’s attitude towards mountain ash.

Find out how the New Hagans feel about mountain ash.

The main stage of work

Is rowan a tree or a shrub?

Dictionary Ozhegova

Rowan is a tree or shrub of the Rosaceae family with bitter orange-red fruits (berries) collected in clusters.

In fact, it can be either a shrub or a tree, and it all depends on what type you choose. In general, rowan trees grow from 2 to 15 meters. The width of the crown also varies, but if you trim the branches in time, you can form a rather beautiful tree.

How many types of rowan are there?

Rowan genus (Sorbus ) includes deciduous frost-resistant shrubs and trees from the Rosaceae family ( Rosaceae ). They grow in forests and mountainous areas, rowan trees extend from the far north to middle zone. All rowan trees, of which there are about 190 species, are distinguished by excellent decorative properties. The plants are quite easy to care for, most of them look great almost all year round, but especially impressive. About 40 species are found in Russia.

What kind of mountain ash grows in Novoagansk?

In Novoagansk, for the most part, large rowan bushes grow, and less often - a tree. In mind climatic conditions, rowan trees do not grow to a high size.

The shrubby species of rowan is distributed almost throughout the entire country in the second tier of the forest.

Rowan has little demand for soil, but does not like compaction. Decorative throughout the season with flowers, fruits, and crimson-red autumn color of leaves.

Has many different forms.

Is rowan beneficial for humans?

In terms of medicinal value, rowan can be placed on a par with such recognized medicinal plants, like rosehip, blackcurrant, sea buckthorn, hawthorn.

Rowan contains glucose, fructose and sucrose. Its fruits are rich in active substances. Rowan is rich in vitamins P and C.

But in rowan itself, the content of vitamin C in the fruit is low, however, it is still significantly higher than that of apple, pear, cherry, raspberry, strawberry, and sea buckthorn.

Where and how are rowan fruits used?

People use generously useful qualities rowan. Rowan fruits are used

1.As a hemostatic agent.

2.Like vitamin tea together with rose hips.

3. Juice of fresh rowan fruits is taken when the acidity of gastric juice is low.

4.How to improve appetite.

5.In cosmetics.

6. Lots of different dishes.

How do people feel about rowan?

Along with birch, rowan can safely be called our national tree.

Slavic peoples treated rowan with respect and even celebrated its name day, several times a year.

Rowan has mystical power: by giving us its energy, it improves a person’s health, helps to find one’s purpose and achieve harmony with the world around us. Any crafts made from wood and rowan bark will give you good luck and success and protect you from evil.

In Russia in the last century, there was a custom: when laying a new house, plant young mountain ash next to it. Rowan was supposed to protect the house from all sorts of machinations of evil spirits. Northern peoples assigned the role of a soothsayer to the mountain ash. They compared her to a young, beautiful, often sad girl.

In the beliefs of the Slavic peoples, it is believed that the rowan tree worries about the birds and animals of the forest, and thus helps them survive winter cold. Rowan is eaten by tits, sparrows, bullfinches, waxwings, pigeons, robins, thrushes, bee-eaters, black grouse, and hazel grouse.

People believed in omens and omens

• The rowan tree is blooming - it’s time to sow flax.
• The rowan tree blooms brightly - there will be a lot of oats.
• The rowan tree blooms well - for the flax harvest.
• Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn.
• If rowan is born, rye will be good.
• There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - it will be dry.
• If the red rowan has fully bloomed, then there will be no more frosts.
• If there were a lot of red rowan, then the winter will come harsh.

Conclusions on signs

We were only able to verify two signs:

• Sign “There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - it will be dry.”

This sign was confirmed; according to our observations, reflected in the research diaries, this fall there were more rainy days than usual.

• Sign “If there were a lot of red rowan, then the winter will come harsh.”

This sign was not confirmed, the rowan harvest was really high, the rowan trees were strewn with berries, but the severity of the winter was not confirmed. On the contrary, the winter turned out to be snowy and warm. And the berry harvest is explained more quickly weather conditions, favorable for the ripening of the berries of this plant.

How do Novohanians feel about mountain ash?

Rowan is incredibly beautiful! Carved leaves that look especially picturesque in the fall, painted in golden and reddish tones, fragrant white flowers that are so fragrant in the spring, at the time of flowering, bright beads of berries that seem to burn in the background white snow in winter.

Novoagans love rowan! People try to plant mountain ash near their homes. Rowan is a decoration of our village at any time of the year. She gives us joy.

Conclusion

Slide captions:

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. In the spring I was green, In the summer I was tanned, In the autumn I wore Red corals. Flowers are for bees and bumblebees, Fruits are for jays and thrushes, And a curly branch has a place near the gazebo.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Purpose of the project: to learn the characteristics of the rowan tree. Tasks: develop a project plan. collect material about rowan. study the collected material. explore signs about rowan. arrange the material in the form of a presentation.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Basic questions 1. What type of mountain ash grows in the Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Okrug, in Novoagansk? 2. Rowan - is it a tree or a shrub? 3.Are rowan fruits healthy for humans? 4.How do people feel about rowan?

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Research plan 1. Determine whether rowan is a tree or a shrub? 2. Find out how many types of rowan there are? 3.What type of rowan grows in the Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Okrug, in Novoagansk? 4.Are rowan fruits healthy? 5. Find out about people’s attitude towards mountain ash. Find out how the New Hagans feel about mountain ash.

Research results

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Is rowan a tree or a shrub? Ozhegov's Explanatory Dictionary Rowan is a tree or shrub of the Rosaceae family with bitter orange-red fruits (berries) collected in clusters. In fact, it can be either a shrub or a tree, and it all depends on what type you choose. In general, rowan trees grow from 2 to 15 meters. The width of the crown also varies, but if you trim the branches in time, you can form a rather beautiful tree.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. How many types of mountain ash? The genus Rowan (Sorbus) includes deciduous frost-resistant shrubs and trees from the Rosaceae family. They grow in forests and mountainous areas; mountain ash extends from the far north to the middle zone. All rowan trees, of which there are about 190 species, are distinguished by excellent decorative properties. The plants are quite easy to care for, most of them look great almost all year round, but are especially spectacular. About 40 species are found in Russia.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. What kind of mountain ash grows in Novoagansk? In Novoagansk, for the most part, large rowan bushes grow, since our rowan trees do not grow to a large size. This type of rowan is distributed almost throughout the entire country in the second tier of the forest. Why? Rowan has little demand for soil, but does not like compaction. Decorative throughout the season with flowers, fruits, and crimson-red autumn color of leaves. Has many different forms.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Is rowan useful for humans? In terms of medicinal value, rowan can be placed on a par with such recognized medicinal plants as rose hips, black currants, sea buckthorn, and hawthorn. Rowan contains glucose, fructose and sucrose. Its fruits are rich in active substances. Rowan is rich in vitamins P and C. But in rowan itself, the content of vitamin C in the fruit is low, but still significantly exceeds that of apple, pear, cherry, raspberry, strawberry, and sea buckthorn.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Where and how are rowan fruits used? 1.As a hemostatic agent. 2.How vitamin tea along with rose hips. 3. Juice of fresh rowan fruits is taken when the acidity of gastric juice is low. 4.How to improve appetite. 5.In cosmetics. 6. Lots of different dishes.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. How people feel about rowan. Slavic peoples treated rowan with respect and even celebrated its name day, several times a year. Rowan has mystical powers: by giving us its energy, it improves a person’s health, helps to find one’s purpose and achieve harmony with the world around us. Any crafts made from the wood and bark of the rowan tree will give you good luck and success, protect you from evil... Many songs, poems, and paintings have been written about the rowan tree...

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Folk signs In Russia in the last century, there was a custom: when laying a new house, plant a young mountain ash next to it. Rowan was supposed to protect the house from all sorts of machinations of evil spirits. Northern peoples assigned the role of a soothsayer to the mountain ash. They compared her to a young, beautiful, often sad girl. In the beliefs of the Slavic peoples, it is believed that the rowan tree worries about the birds and animals of the forest, and thus helps them survive the winter cold. Rowan is eaten by tits, sparrows, bullfinches, waxwings, pigeons, robins, thrushes, bee-eaters, black grouse, and hazel grouse.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. More signs: The rowan tree is blooming - it’s time to sow flax. The rowan tree blooms brightly - there will be a lot of oats. The rowan tree blooms well - for the flax harvest. Late flowering of rowan - for a long autumn. If rowan is born, rye will be good. There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few - it will be dry. If the red rowan has fully bloomed, then there will be no more frosts. If there were a lot of red rowan, then the winter will come harsh.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Conclusions on signs We were able to check only two signs: Sign “There are a lot of rowan trees in the forest - autumn will be rainy, if there are few, it will be dry.” This sign was confirmed; according to our observations, this fall there were more rainy days than usual. Sign “If there were a lot of red rowan trees, then a harsh winter will come.” This sign was not confirmed; the rowan harvest is explained rather by weather conditions favorable for the ripening of the berries of this plant.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. How do Novoaganians feel about mountain ash? Rowan is incredibly beautiful! Carved leaves that look especially picturesque in the fall, painted in golden and reddish tones, fragrant white flowers that are so fragrant in the spring, at the time of flowering, bright beads of berries that seem to burn against the background of white snow in winter. Novohanians love rowan. People try to plant mountain ash near their homes. Rowan is a decoration of our village at any time of the year. She gives us joy.

Point 1. Point 2. Point 3. Rowan is full of mysteries! We came to this conclusion by answering the questions we posed. Even more questions appeared. For example, I would like to know how it is reflected: rowan and artistic creativity. Rowan in the works of poets and composers. rowan and folk art. and much more... The result of the work on the project is the booklet “Rowan is full of mysteries”

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