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Collective work of older children. made using origami technique. Designed using waste material.
The problem of children's lack of interest in milk, lactic acid products and drinks containing milk. Children's reluctance to drink milk for the following reasons: the presence of foam, the absence of milk at home.
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Today we again met with Dymkovo animals and consolidated our knowledge about them. We looked at different painting options, remembered how a drawing is made, what colors and colors.
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On the topic: methodological developments, presentations and notes
This is an artistic activity - decorative drawing based on Dymkovo painting in the middle group.
Outline of a drawing lesson in the middle group “Dymkovo Horse”.
The summary may be of interest to teachers of preschool institutions. Contains original poems written in folk style. “Decorating a horse for a hazy carousel.
laquo;Dymkovo horse"Program objectives: Educational: to introduce children to one of the types of folk applied art - the Dymkovo clay toy; to teach children to identify elements of painting, e.
Today we again met with Dymkovo animals and consolidated our knowledge about them. We looked at different painting options, remembered how a drawing is made, what colors and colors.
Teach children to compose a composition, including familiar images, varying their size and position on the sheet. Develop smooth, easy movements when drawing a contour, visual control of movement. Zach.
Horses graze, fallow deer walk. We practice the ease of hand movement when drawing the outline of animal figures. Then we cut it out. We learn to look carefully. Conducted by teacher N. F. Khromenkova. Purpose: to teach.
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... I’m flying somewhere every day, and still I’m every day, I’m late for a hundred important places every day. And at night I dream of a horse, a red horse comes to me, a red horse breathes into my face, squints with a purple eye... Just don’t consider me crazy, neither that world nor the horse will return back. I suggest you just take off your shoes, walk barefoot in the meadow, like your great-grandfather.
Horse A beautiful horse standing in a stall, a beautiful horse flying across a meadow, a beautiful herd grazing in a field, a beautiful foal rushing across a clearing... Horse, a wonderful creature of nature, I feel a close unity with you... Four hooves, bearing horseshoes, soft lips, those who take sugar... The eyes of a horse will look into the soul, and from the eyes of a horse the sorrows will fade away. (Vera Vdovina)
Dedicated to my beloved horse. Her beautiful eyes are filled with sadness. But why - the person doesn’t know... Or maybe she’s dreaming?.. About the fact that somewhere in the distance A suddenly familiar voice will be heard... That someone in the silence will Whisper in her ear: “Well, honey, don’t lose heart ." (From the Internet) 01 02.
Songs of roads bloom in the soul, like cornflowers bloom in rye. Looking at the world between the horse's ears, what did you see, my friend, tell me! The dawn dawned with the sound of hooves; the sunset burned out with the sound of hooves. Sliding like a shadow through the tall grass, the crazy wind drives them to the west, Drives them after the passing day, and wave after wave of lush grass floats up to the horse’s belly. 03. January began with the creaking of a saddle, and May ends with the creaking of a saddle. The world is spinning in a dance similar to a waltz, for some reason similar to paradise. The wallet is filled with a strange coin - songs of roads and a crazy dream. Having looked at the world between the horse's ears, you no longer want to look just like that. Having exchanged your house for a piece of blue, you will not return to the table and the fire. The steppe lays all the forbs of its storerooms under the horse’s feet... (From the magazine “Horses of St. Petersburg”) 04.05.
Horses, horses - you are a fairy tale and a song. I can’t explain my love for you. As if in some otherworldly childhood I see you in the meadow at night. I remember how trust touched my hand like a foal, and since then, either quietly or loudly, everything has been calling and calling in the distance. And wherever the dream takes us, reaching new planets, We will measure the irrepressible power of rockets by your strength. 06. But with what force can we measure the heat that you generate? That desire to believe in beauty in the quiet noise of oak forests and grass? That wonderful merging with nature that remains in the meadow at night? Horses, horses - you are a fairy tale and a song! I can’t explain my love for you... (From the Internet)
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08. In a forgotten temple I will stand at the threshold and quietly approach the altar. I have been wanting to ask God for so long: Savior, are there horses in heaven? After all, I probably spend the best moments of this life in the saddle. Even if it seems strange to some, there is nothing more beautiful on Earth. 09.
Crazy galloping, power and pressure, three-stroke beat of forged hooves, Crazy wind, will and space, and a horizon that beckons! The ribbon of roads leads into the distance somewhere among meadows, fog and rain. Believe me, people, it’s not my fault that I was born in love with horses. 10. And the horse touches his palms with his lips, the dew glitters like diamonds in the grass, And the whole world drowns in the eyes of lilac, and the sun gilds the strands of his mane. Perhaps we do not choose our fate, and the Fire of my Soul was given from above. Forgive me, Lord, but I don’t need heaven if there are no horses in heaven. (from the Internet) 11. 12.
I know that somewhere there is a land where dead horses are waiting for us. The fields there are forever green, and there are no clouds in the sky. Probably, the horse of the most secret dream awaits everyone there - For some - the modest Firefly, for others - the purebred Wanted. There, all the old horsemen are again carried at a gallop by these horses. 13.
Here is Kolokolchik and Petrov, here is Uncle Yasha on the Budget. Ah, if there is a paradise in the world, then there is spring, grass and freedom. Yes, horseman, my brother, horseman, know: Dead horses are waiting for us there. (Irina Khienkina) 14.
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Bay. Let your head be full of ideas. Take any! Recently I’ve been taking the risk of writing about horses. And I am pleased with the praise of the great grandee. And those to whom life has not given any talent at all. But sweeter than any praise and higher than the sky. Bring a crust of bread with you to the stable. 17. Your heart will beat in silence, melting with happiness. When my bay horse reaches out to me... I will quietly hug the horse, why the excitement? I will take the touch of lips to hands as delicate velvet. Why is the love of God's creatures given to us? Perhaps we will meet again There, at the Threshold? 18.
Where there are flooded meadows. And there is no fear. Where you don’t fly from the enemy into the saddle with a bang. O our Creator! Don't miss out on your reward. Don't separate us on the Path. Please don't! Let life take a turn. I know for sure that the bay will live in my soul forever. (forum.konevodstvo.ru, Reiter) 19.
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An ancient horror - sitting in the eye sockets, In flesh and blood - leaving the letters, Separated, like a victim from a murderer, The human race and the equine race. 21.
The walls of the levada are a Procrustean bed! The wind is tied with belts. Someone's cubs are stretching their palms - Tomorrow whips will appear in their palms. 22.
There is no time limit for this enmity; But even there, above other worlds, In the Father’s house, where there are many abodes, Let the walls be stronger between us! (from the internet) 23. 24.
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White horses. Fog was spreading over the river... Walking silently in the darkness, In the milky cold peace, invisibly, along a narrow path, Piercing the valley and the gloomy forest from the edge of the cliff, Where the air, like a sad prisoner, was closed under a canopy of branches, Where an alarmed eagle owl hooted, - they walked horses through the weeds... ...And the night where they passed fell into a pearly fog... (Lyudmila Vladimirova) 26. 27.
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In the green hills there are herds of horses Blowing away with their nostrils the golden coating from the days. From a high hillock the pitch of swaying manes fell into the blue bay. Their heads tremble over the still water, And the moon catches them with a silver bridle. 30. Snoring in fear at their own shadow, Covering their manes with their manes, they wait for a new day. A spring day rings over the horse's ear, With a friendly wish to the first flies, 31.
But by evening, over the meadows, They kick and twitch their ears. The ringing sound that sticks to their hooves grows sharper, Now sinks in the air, now hangs on the willow trees, 32.
And as soon as the wave reaches for the star, flies flash like ashes on the water. The sun went out. Quietly on the lawn, the Shepherd plays a song on the horn, 33. Staring with their foreheads, the herd listens to what the curled hamayun sings to them. Ah, the playful echo, sliding over their lips, carries their thoughts to unprecedented meadows. (from the internet) 34.
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Either I’m dreaming, or it’s imagining to me, It’s as if I’m galloping on a fast horse On a blue morning, over a blue stream, Into a ghostly world where it’s just the two of us, 39 Into a world illuminated by one smile, Into a world inspired by a cherished dream, Into a world of endlessly blooming spring, To a world where children's dreams come true! 40. My horse, fly like a light bird, How afraid I am of getting lost on the way, How afraid I am to submit to fate, How afraid I am of making a mistake in you! 41.
Fast horses of a magical land, people definitely need you, proudly flying into the bright distance, where both pain and sadness recede. (from the internet) 42.
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Watercolor painting lesson “Horses in the meadow”
Olga Shapovalova
Watercolor painting lesson “Horses in the meadow”
Shapovalova Olga Vasilievna
educational area: “Artistic creativity”
drawing
Topic: “ Horses in the meadow ”
Educational objectives: learn to convey the image of a horse using watercolors ; draw characteristic features: mane, tail, hooves; learn to color an image in accordance with the color of the animal, as well as design the background of the sheet (meadow), develop creative activity, imaginative and spatial thinking.
Educational objectives: to evoke a desire to convey the expressiveness of the image in the drawing; cultivate accuracy, independence, and an emotionally positive attitude towards work.
Materials: white paper, watercolor , brushes, illustration by artist N. E. Sverchkov.
Integration of educational areas: “communication”
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"cognition"
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Methods and techniques: explanation, demonstration, individual assistance.
How to draw a horse step by step
This instruction shows how to draw a horse with a pencil. To create an image you will need: a sheet of paper, a pencil and an eraser.
Preparatory stage
For the horse drawing, you will need a blank sheet of paper or a printed base line, which is provided for ease of creating the image.
Step 1
Determine and draw with lines the width and height of the image. Draw two ovals for the horse's head and body. Draw a line that will act as the center of the head.
Step 2
Draw shapes for the animal's body and neck. Add a light pencil line to draw the tail.
Step 3
Draw guide lines to determine where the horse's legs, eyes, and muzzle will be.
Step 4
Create sketches of the horse's legs, hooves, ears and face.
Step 6
Work through the entire drawing, paying great attention to detail. Draw the nostrils.
Step 7
Draw the outline of the horse, trying to vary the thickness and intensity of the line. Add more detail to your drawing. If necessary, remove any unnecessary lines. The horse drawing is ready!
