Running the reverse clock - the arrows are rushing,
The wind blows from the days gone by
And flash from the past marks,
Returning from my life.
Something was, and something for the first time,
Apparently my memory failed me -
And years, like milestones,
Still, somehow it didn't work out that way.
Our first meeting with you
From yesterday - carried away for centuries,
And obedient to the words of divination
Became a song to the sounds of the blade.
The fairy tale lured me with happiness
And now he doesn't want to let go -
Oh, how you loved me in the past!
How could I care...
Run, my dear, run!
Run and hide - it won't help!
Crazy passion - a gentle paradise,
Our night will not be able to forgive us!
Save yourself! But don't be saved
From eternal thirst - the thirst for a kiss!
How amazingly the paths intertwined ...
I'm going crazy again, only yearning for you!
Run, but only so that I don't see your pain
Fly and don't come back, because I want to be with you
I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused
I know it's not easy and there's a lot you don't understand seriously...
You thought that breaking up would make it easier for us...
It's just the lack of words...
But I just want to see happiness in your eyes ...
Is it a sin to see a loved one in dreams?
Yes, I'm not an angel, I don't argue ...
Forgive me now my tears ...
I'm like that guy, standing over a cliff in thought, does my beloved remember me?
AND...
Run from laughter and tears
You run forever
Run from fear and from the stars
You're running away to nowhere.
But I'm with you and I'm nowhere
'Cause I'm nobody and I'm nothing
I'm gone and I'm everywhere
I am your idol, I am everything.
In my madness you disappear
My sadness awaits you there
Imperceptibly you lose yourself
Farewell, I pity you.
The run of time and perpetual motion,
Earthly Being meaning
Desperately I try to understand.
Disheveled thoughts and doubts
To YOU I send up!
Who am I? Why am I? And where?
What is the meaning of life? What is its essence?
How to touch the divine strings?
And why is the path difficult?
And, not knowing Fate blows,
Is it possible to strengthen your spirit?
Is it possible, in our mortal life
Free to be an imperishable Soul?
Running in place
Through dreams of distance
Ribbons tearing
At the end of the dance
Joy from thoughts
Ecstasy from miracles
Fireworks of Lives
At the right moment.
All this is near
Occurs frequently -
thinks so
Empire of passion
Somehow emerged
In our minds.
Bottom line - we all know!
And we will show everyone!
I so want to run away...
despite the emptiness of the soul ....
run away from problems...
barefoot on hot sand...
to catch the warm wind with your hands ...
about life is not as it should be - easy, serene to forget
everyone is running in a fuss, not looking into our eyes
life will soon lay a trigger to our temple
everyone found their stupid nonsense in the sun
they won’t understand me .... who needs enthusiasm?
quietly dark night will come....
don't call me..you can't help...
tears, thoughts: "enough", "enough", "go away" ....
I'm leaving for that fairy world...
POEMS FOR CHILDREN ABOUT SPORT
Athletics
I - track and field athlete,
I'm seven years old
I go to training
To become strong and dexterous.
I shake the press, I do push-ups,
I squat, I bend
I train my leg muscles
To run faster
I run and jump
I move the trainers...
Sport –
hard work:
The shirt is wet with sweat.
At school I learn easily
Russian with arithmetic,
But it's not easy
Athletics.
Now answer me
Easy or not
Athletics?...
Everyone –
physical education hello!
(V. Pakhomov)
running Man
I enjoy running
Run, run, run!
I barely touch the ground
Like I'm flying!
free movement,
I can breathe easy!
In a great mood
I run far.
The horizon is looming for me
And the sun from above
Wishing me luck
Pours warm rays!
And fills with strength
Me magical run.
How happy I am
Running Man!
(A. Maltsev)
A song about athletics
Rarely have I been to the gym
I moved a little, and now
My friends told me:
"Your belly is growing!
To develop muscles
Not only intellect
Sign up for physical education
You'll be as skinny as a skeleton!"
Jogging, jumping in place and horse jumping
Two hundred push-ups - it's not for me.
Repeat try these exercises in the gym!
And why was it called "athletics"?
I'm resting on the bench
I consume oxygen
I breathe in through my nose,
I breathe out through my mouth.
Even if you argue, don't argue,
Sports require a soul
But most importantly in sports -
It's right to breathe!
I threw a spear and a hammer, crouched like a clockwork.
Although I am young in body, my soul is not of steel.
I don't even look like a hero from a distance,
And the second breath will not open in any way!
I rest on the grass
I don't sway, I don't rustle.
I exhale and inhale
Wushu method.
My knees are shaking
Almost no consciousness
Wait, fellow coach,
Don't whistle too loud!
Somersaults, jumps somewhere and shot put -
In general, I feel, guys, that it's time for me to wash off.
I flew home faster than a comet, and behind -
Athletes with numbers on their chests rushed on their heels!
I'm standing on a pedestal
Angry and red like a peony:
Having handed me the medal, they said:
"Congratulations, champion!"
I'll hurt myself, I swear, into a cake,
But I will overcome myself...
I'll breathe a little more -
By all means
Wu-be-gu!
(A. Eroshin ■ )
Sports section
Rings, ladders, horizontal bar.
I'm used to doing.
Pull up, pull up
I'll get on the rope.
My hands are tenacious!
My legs are fast!
I train every day.
Climb, jump, I'm not too lazy.
Come for an hour
To our sports area.
Exercise with friends
Do it with us!
(E. Melnikova)
In gym
sports goat
I didn't get any
I jumped - and again
Was on the floor.
- Oh, you goat, you goat! -
I was angry.
And he quietly told me:
- You yourself are a goat!
You are a goat
He said,
- You need to go more often, boy,
In gym!
(O. Bundur
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)
cheerleader mom
I do boxing,
I'm into boxing
And my mother assures me
That I'm into fighting.
Trouble! - Mom sighs. -
I'm so depressed
That I raised my son
Such a brawler!
I called my mother
To the boxing gym
She refused me.
No, he says, I can't
I'll run away from the hall!
And she said bluntly:
- It's disgusting to look at boxing!
I tell her: - Mom!
You don't think sports!
Here's my first fight
I really need a win
My enemy brought with him
Two grandmothers and grandfather.
All his relatives showed up
All for him, against me.
He sees his whole family
Feels supported in battle
And I'm upset! I give up!
And I need to defend the honor
Ryazan schoolchildren.
Suddenly I see - mom,
Mom is here!
Sitting quietly in the hall
Sitting in the twelfth row
And she said - I will not come!
I instantly felt the rise -
Let's beat the enemy now!
Here he is with all the guys
Tangled in ropes.
Well, how did I fight? Boldly?-
I run to my mother.
"I don't know," she sat.
With closed eyes.
(A. Barto)
My swimming style
There are many styles in swimming,
As you know, maybe.
Everyone needs to decide
How to swim the distance.
All faster, of course, free
(In other words, it crawl).
You swim quickly, satisfied,
Like some kind of king!
How beautiful does it look
Swim in style butterfly!
Like a butterfly, playfully
Flutter easily over the wave!
Of course, you need to sweat
To swim in style breaststroke.
Swim with them like a frog
Feelings - just class!
Also, guys, you can
Just swim on the back.
If you're careful
You won't be at the bottom!
But while I'm dreaming
Did not master the crawl and breaststroke,
I prefer styles
Inflatable tight mattress!
(A. Monvizh-Montvid
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)
Jump into the water
Jump into the water today towers
I want it, it's just glitter!
Jump, fly and be heard
There is a loud splash when entering the water.
But I only look down from the tower,
So right away I'm not up to the depths.
And I don't risk jumping down
I better go to springboard!
But the springboard is too big
Today it seemed to me
I'm kind of scared of him.
Go towards the depth.
I'll jump off the side of the pool
I'll make it easy!
Jump, flight ... I'm sure
That it won't be high here!
Does it matter where I jump from?
And so - not far to fly.
After all, it's all the same - flight and spray,
Everyone will look at me...
Maybe I shouldn't jump.
And just go into the water?
But nothing worries
After all, there is no better way!
(A. Monvizh-Montvid
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About champions
To jump two meters,
It is necessary to accelerate powerfully,
Push off that there is strength
And fly over the bar
Landing beautifully
The audience will roar!
Then you will have bouquets,
Kisses and hello
At the screen is your mother
Wipe a tear off your cheek.
What do you agree? So straight
Now to the gym - go ahead!
So that twenty years before this
Exercise every day
Instead of a computer and a movie.
Is it dumb? That's what it is….
(O. Bundur
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)
My workout
Let it rain, let the wind
Let the frost tease
I still go in the morning
School is like a holiday.
Waiting for me stopwatch
I'll run along the edge
I will show willpower
I'm working out.
My friend goes to judo
A girlfriend swim.
We know one thing for sure -
We don't go for glory.
We will become faster, stronger
The body becomes dexterous.
Strengthen willpower
We are in training.
Knows and knows everything
My favorite trainer
We communicate easily
No offense or friction.
I am grateful to him
For your skill.
With a joyful heart I go
I'm in training.
(A. Maltsev)
Skates
On creaky ice
I'm going to skate...
slip... fall...
Nothing ... I'll learn!
(L. Yakovlev)
On skates
figure skating
It's like being in the clouds.
It looks like a fast flight
As if everywhere the sky, not ice.
And it's hard for the legs after that
Get used to your own boots.
(G. Dyadina
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)
On the rink
The skates shine, the skating rink shines,
Fluffy snow sparkles
Put on your skates, my friend,
Try to ride.
Let the frost bite you –
Look, don't be afraid.
Let him freeze to tears
–
Don't give in to him!
Don't back down, slide forward
Fly faster than a bird.
The angry frost lags behind
From those who are not afraid!
(V. Donnikova)
Figure skating
Sliding, spinning
And flutter like a swallow.
What fun -
Figure skating!
Think - hallway,
And instead of ice parquet.
I got it, it seems
Figured pirouette.
And passions run high
And the laurels are so close...
But they wear out quickly
Curly socks!
(Yu. Simbirskaya ■ )
Hockey
Standing with sticks facing each other
Boys in red and blue.
In helmets, like knights, but don't be shy,
The fight here is training - they play hockey!
There are power tricks here -
Players get knocked down very often.
Who is skating and agile, and faster -
He wins by playing hockey.
(A. Veona)
Puck, stick and skates!
The snow is falling. The ponds are frozen.
Cold days again!
That year I was given
Puck, stick and skates!
I remember how early in the morning
Rushed like a whirlwind to the skating rink!
Ate casserole for breakfast
And I rode as much as I could!
Silver ice in winter
In the yard rallied people –
Our hockey dads
Let's go hockey together!
We defended the gate!
And in the winter chill
The puck was driven until the night
Dads are with us on the rink!
The year flew by like a rocket!
I'm waiting for a holiday surprise.
Lost puck somewhere
My puppy chewed on the stick.
And the skates don't fit
Even though they were big...
Dad promises again
PUCK, STICK and SKATES!
(T. Varlamova ■ )
Skiers
Snowstorm,
Snowstorm,
Snowstorm,
Snowstorm.
Can't see
Completely each other
Cheeks are cold
On the run
Let's overtake
We are a blizzard!
Everything is faster
skis flash,
The goal is getting closer
Closer,
Closer,
Through the spruce
Through the bushes
From the pass
From high.
No for skiers
Interference.
Who will rush
Earlier then others?
On the way to
White
Boldly,
Boldly,
Boldly
We're rushing
Forward.
Let it be dangerous
Turn,
Let the paths
Narrows,
Very cool
Descents,
heavy
Lifts -
Speed
We don't give up!
Up and down
Whirlwind run!
Fur tree, pine tree,
Step aside!
Let it rage
Freezing -
will take place
Ski cross!
(Lev Kvitko)
Biathlete
He breaks from the start
On the rolled track,
Scorched by the fire of passion
And a rifle on my back.
Skis lick the snow, which means
With ointment, the service guessed.
It's a difficult task -
Get on the podium first.
Biathlon, biathlon -
Up, down, down
Here are the targets of the mug,
Let the flags drop.
Don't let the rifle miss
And show legs agility.
In the distance of misses
Do not hide from rivals.
Our hero in shooting is not a miss
And skiing - anywhere.
Biathlon crown
Worth the nerves and labor.
Biathlon, biathlon -
Up, down, down
Every moment in this race is not superfluous.
Here are the targets of the mug,
Let the flags drop.
Hey! Good luck shooting skier!
(V. Banifatov
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)
Gymnastics
Gymnastics…
Gymnast…
Perfection…
Possession of the body, trembling of the soul,
And the beauty of the flowing gesture
And elements of difficult turns!
To a sigh, all movements are honed.
She herself is sweet, transparent and light;
But how much perseverance and aspiration is in it,
And liveliness, and strength, and spark!
Female artist drawing on a platform
Ornate pattern of marvelous poses,
She is a thin bridge
Between the real and the land of dreams.
Clubs, a hoop, a ball fly up,
And the wave of the ribbon captivates the monogram.
She's always afraid of failure
But behind the smile hides this fear.
A poem written in motion -
The window to the wonderful world is wide open.
Gymnastics - religion and faith,
And, it seems, Hermes is with her at the same time.
(N. Lubyanko)
football stars
People go to stadiums
Where there is expanse for the soul!
Football is played by millions
And count the stars on your fingers!
When the star overcomes
The heavy burden of the past years,
She will come down, but warms
Football friends her light!
(Yu. Shiryaev)
Dedication to the coach
Athletes arise growing up
From the coach, like branches from the trunk.
The hour has come! Champion on the podium!
And kudos to the coach.
They approach him, shake his hand until it crunches:
"And yours, yours!
Sportswoman!
Eagle!"
And the coach nods his head sadly -
As if lost - not gained ...
As if the Almighty helped him ...
It's like a dream hasn't come true...
And it seems ordinary, familiar
Unseen height...
His pet froze, choking
In the radiance of a gilded crown...
Again to the coach - losing, cursing -
Lead the life of a new youngster.
To feel again that I have returned to my youth,
Whisper with an unsmiling mouth:
"You win!
Just don't worry!"
And know
that validol is at hand ...
(R. Rozhdestvensky)
Athletics
I am an athlete
I'm seven years old
I go to training
To become strong and dexterous.
I shake the press, I do push-ups,
I squat, I bend
I train my leg muscles
To run faster
I run and jump
I move the trainers...
Sport is hard work:
The shirt is wet with sweat.
At school I learn easily
Russian with arithmetic,
But it's not easy
Athletics.
Now answer me
Easy or not
Athletics?
Everyone - physical education!
(V. Pakhomov)
Physical training
We run faster than the wind!
Who will answer why?
Vanya jumped two meters!
Who will answer why?
Olya swims like a fish!
Who will answer why? We have a smile on our lips!
Who will answer why?
Shura can make a "bridge"!
I'm climbing the rope.
Because with exercise
We are old friends!
running Man
I enjoy running
Run, run, run!
I barely touch the ground
Like I'm flying!
free movement,
I can breathe easy!
In a great mood
I run far.
The horizon is looming for me
And the sun from above
Wishing me luck
Pours warm rays!
And fills with strength
Me magical run.
How happy I am
Running Man!
(A. Maltsev)
Sports section
Rings, ladders, horizontal bar.
I'm used to doing.
Pull up, pull up
I'll get on the rope.
My hands are tenacious!
My legs are fast!
I train every day.
Climb, jump, I'm not too lazy.
Come for an hour
To our sports area.
Exercise with friends
Do it with us!
(E. Melnikova)
About sport
Sports holiday proudly
comes into its own
The sun of a kind smile
Meets his kids
With sports always on the way
Guys are not afraid of training
Let your heart beat in your chest.
We are brave, and strong, and dexterous
You must always be ahead.
Poems about fashion for sports
It is now fashionable to be sporty again!
With sports you will understand a lot:
Sport - and health without pills,
Sports - and fun without worries.
Do sports with friends
Believe me, really all year round!
Frost - you wear skates,
Then you get up on skis!
Try to do every day
Charging in the morning! There will be laziness
At first, but you'll get used to it soon...
You will become healthy - it's cool!
(Agniya Zhabrova)
healthy image life
Healthy lifestyle!
It is useful for everyone.
Healthy lifestyle!
Good luck and success.
Healthy lifestyle!
You are with me forever.
Healthy lifestyle!
This is my destiny.
Healthy lifestyle,
Be in everyone's blood!
Healthy lifestyle!
Get up in the morning and run.
Healthy lifestyle!
Breathe fresh air.
Healthy lifestyle!
You will be happy!
(Zheleznov Kirill)
Health
You can buy a lot:
toy, computer,
funny bulldog,
fast scooter,
Coral island
(Even though it's hard)
But only health
It is impossible to buy.
It is for us in life
Always useful.
carefully
Treat him.
(A. Grishin)
hardening
In the morning you get hardened
Pour cold water on.
You will always be healthy.
There is no need for extra words.
If you want to be healthy
Baby you wanna be healthy
Don't take bad pills
Forget doctor's injections
And drops from pipettes?
In order not to sniff your nose,
And don't cough too hard
Get wet every day
Lei is very plentiful.
To succeed in studies
And there was ingenuity
All kids need
Water hardening.
(T. Semisynova)
Sports do not like the lazy
Sports do not like the lazy,
Those who give up quickly.
Unreliable, cowardly.
He laughs at them.
He is very blessed
To those who are strong in spirit.
And gives victory
He is only resilient.
You need to make friends with sports
You have to be friends with sports.
To all those who are not yet friends with him.
It will help you all to cheer up.
It is essential for health.
There is no secret for anyone
What sport can give to all people.
He will help everyone on the planet
Achieve fabulous heights.
sports people
Sports people - they are so beautiful.
They have so much energy, vivacity, strength.
Do you want to be just like them?
Only sports will help you in this!
Health will increase, success will add.
He will save you from boredom, idleness.
Believe in yourself and achieve heights.
What you dreamed about, only sport will give you.
About sport
Overcome yourself and achieve something
This should be useful to anyone in life.
Sports will help anyone to be hardy.
He is able to strengthen the strength of the spirit for everyone.
Do not be lazy, spend the whole day in motion.
Sports will help you all relieve stress easily.
Make friends with him - gratitude awaits you.
After all, sports will so easily lead you to victories.
I grow up as a worthy replacement
I grow up as a worthy replacement
To all famous athletes.
I am strong and healthy
My answer: always ready!
I'm ready to push
Squat and roll.
I can pull up
Outrun everyone on the run.
And play football and hockey.
And fly on the uneven bars.
Sport is my best friend
Surprise everyone around
I am my energy.
There is no cheerfulness around me!
What is sport
Sport - is life. It's ease of movement.
Sports are respected by everyone.
Sport moves everyone up and forward.
Vivacity, health he all gives.
Everyone who is active and who is not lazy,
They can easily make friends with sports.
I love sports since childhood.
I love sports since childhood.
He taught me to be orderly.
I don't sleep for a long time in the morning.
I'm going to charge.
Then jogging and jumping
And push-ups from the floor.
Yes, exercise is not easy
But I am cheerful and cheerful.
Relay - running 4 x 100 m
Akimov Alexander Yurievich
The team of athletes is ready to run.
Here is a sprinter, like a bullet, rushed - do not catch up!
He deftly gave the wand to the “second”,
And he raced further along the distance!
Hardy "third" comes to courage
And quickly, with passion passes turn!
Cheerful "fourth" flies to the finish line,
Where is the strict judge smiling!
On your marks!
Alexander Maltsev 4
Again pads to start!
Let us remember the ardor of youth.
Excitement pours into the soul
Fills the blood with a surge of strength.
Let not the first tear
Finishing tapes.
I'll prove it for real
What is the fire in the heart.
Build tracks rows
In battle flies at me.
I accept their call
I'll run to the end!
About running
Alexander Maltsev 4
What could be easier than running?
So what is there to learn here?
Human legs are
They seem to be running.
Yes, of course, if
Somehow, run a little.
And beautiful, fast, long -
This must be studied.
Body - straight, without slopes
Just a little bit forward
Like the sun from the sky
In the distance it calls you.
Max hip, foot elastically
Push the earth away from you.
Just put it down without knocking
Don't turn aside.
The running should flow smoothly,
Like the flow of a river.
Should only strive forward
All movements are yours.
Hands to the beat, elbows bent,
Don't lift too high
Along the route
Guide them freely.
Don't hold your breath
Breathe to the rhythm of the movements
And in good condition
Your lungs will be
Try this technique
When you run, observe
And of course try
Know its subtleties.
Running, my friend, is inexhaustible.
When you train, you will understand -
Running spiritually inspires,
With him you will find joy!
Run
Alexander Reunov
I stand under the eyes of people
But the heart beats evenly
And flocks of pigeons swirl
Above the bowl of the stadium.
My coach gives the order again:
Run, look and think
I'm wearing Adidas sneakers
And a Puma T-shirt.
The prognosis is good, that's a plus,
The doctor told me: “Everything is normal!”
And today I am
At the top of his game.
Any opponent I know
Met in the arenas
Here, as usual, barefoot
Kenyan athletes.
Not a bad Pole - a healthy forehead,
Slovak in a blue bandana,
But the Ethiopian is more dangerous than all -
Runs like a lion in the desert.
The brass orchestra is already shining,
Itchy at the start of the heel,
Referee shot like a whip
It hits my shoulder blades.
I walk confidently. Already
Almost on a pedestal
On the twenty-third turn
Everyone got away from me.
Easy to run, good
I didn't even notice
I went around the whole circle
The one who will be the third.
I was the first, but, my God,
In the eyes of circles and sparks -
Watermelon peel under the foot,
Now six months in plaster.
marathon runner
Andrey Rumyantsev 3
On the verge of rupture, the ultimate vein tension,
Every cell dreams of moisture and rest,
Insects hurry on a parallel slide,
It shines through admiration in the eyes of surprised facets.
What distances have been covered, lived, squeezed out
Salty trickles of sweat, white crystals,
It has long been all the same - in Magadan, in New York, in Paris you,
Pauses between races are erased in memory.
Circles from the sphere, thrown into the expanse of the black lake,
An endless track crawls, slipping away
And blue peas look enthusiastically at the stars
How he moves, torturing himself, disappearing...
Run only forward!
Elena Zautrennikova
You run with all your might, cutting through the wind,
In the afternoon of a frosty winter, with a scorching summer.
Smile on the go, noticing a warm beam.
He wants you to be the first to meet the finish line.
Hot inside, thoughts only whisper:
Just right now, speeding up the pace of running,
Rush forward, sharply increasing the chance
To victory, to reach victorious heights!
There is no strength left at all, nevertheless
Do not give up, even if weakness gnaws.
And a second breath will help you
To share, without hesitation, with fortune a bed.
And sneakers rustle on the "face" of the asphalt,
This sound is so far from the "ideas" of the contralto.
It turns out that running is life in motion:
Distances, landscapes, roads change.
And the minutes run, catching up with time.
My thoughts line by line are in this thread.
The clouds will run towards the cities.
Who is behind whom? Who goes where? And after the day only the evening ...
Marathon
Zaitseva Elena Georgievna
Human tribe in the eternal marathon.
Cheerful laughter, crackling of firecrackers
strong legs flash against the background
green grass is the avant-garde.
In anticipation of unprecedented discoveries
crossing the parental threshold,
sneakers crave joyful events
and new untrodden roads.
But behind them a clatter is heard
From the multitude of running feet,
A dense crowd, to the elbow - the elbow,
From all sides - then the back, then - the side.
All faces are focused
And the merry laughter has already subsided,
Everyone strives for his own goal,
Do not slow down - they will give you a breath.
Asphalt rolled lays down
under the "studs", shoes, boots,
learn here
and eat, and marry,
and who - to go out of the way.
And having thinned, a country road
wander, sometimes falling into a brief dream,
losing slippers, suddenly remembering God,
extend the dreaming personal marathon.
Run
Mitya Trofimov
Run - desired sport, I note, brothers,
since he was not born sturdy.
Who started running
That and boxing is not needed at all.
Run! Run! Run!
Mikhailov Elisey Master
Man flies like a bird
only with bare heels igniting the snow!
Run! Run! Run!
Our healer is running!
Running will wake you up!
Running warm!
Run! Run! Run!
The beast and the bird are glad to run!
And, of course, the man!
Snow - from boredom!
Snow is for the flu!
Snow! Snow! Snow!
No to drugs! No to hospitals!
Our healer is snow!
Running - from lethargy-illness!
Run! Run! Run!
Lengthen our age!
And the disease will recede
where the man is!
Snow - from the cold-cold!
Snow! Snow! Snow!
Save our age!
And the frost will recede
where the man is!
Run
Nonna Rybalko
Great space is given to us -
we can find happiness
if winds yes storms
don't go astray.
But dreams are distortion
the soul does not accept!
If life is movement
that means you have to run.
I have managed to do everything
drive away from the screw,
running away from fate
and she - on the heels!
But doubts gnaw:
where are you, happiness? Ku-ku!
From the good, maybe
am I running all the time?
marathon run
Nonna Rybalko
Where and by whom you were born - it doesn't matter,
do not be afraid to swing your dreams at a record.
Everyone participates in a marathon
on the route with a short name - Life!
And, having rushed from the start, we are striving for the final -
in the distance, a surprise awaits after a surprise ...
Life sends us a lot of trials,
and the record cannot be repeated "for an encore!"
Through strength, the fallen one will rise again,
unable to realize in anticipation of rewards,
that today tomorrow will be yesterday
on an endless scale of vanishing dates...
Cross
Sergey Ivashin
Representing the distance
in circles, in steps.
I imagine I'll get up where
where I give my breath.
The third quarter is viscous,
muscle lead waste
And prickly team
unruly feet.
Willpower
on the last turn
and the dream of salvation
throat oxygen.
And then knee trembling
gradually subdue
that seconds are measured,
surprised to understand.
Feel the pleasure
from a T-shirt in sweat
and water delight
parched mouth.
Marathon runner...
Sergey Mozhaev
Keep it up, my distant comrade!
Marathon is not easy...
At the moment when the legs are filled with lead,
Only will moves you...
At the temple, a tight vein is beating,
Hits the heart in the ribs...
MARATHON is not given to everyone,
And not EVERYONE will run it ...
How many years winding miles
You run, you run, you run, you run...
There were blows and victories,
And more than once you will win!
God grant you health and perseverance,
More often to climb on a pedestal ...
MARATHON - it's not easy at all,
But you made this choice yourself!
Marathon
Sergey Nikolaevich Karelin
How long does the performance last?
Form a range
Develop your skill
It's better to run a marathon.
The more work he did
The longer the threshold of patience.
There are no boundaries for perfection,
If there is a recovery.
Here come the athletes
Step coward all day capable.
On the go they eat meatballs -
The training is long, aerobic.
From Marathon to Athens
For the salvation of Hellas,
One messenger ran
In honor of the hero - sports, awards!
Sprint
Sergey Nikolaevich Karelin
StayerSergey Nikolaevich Karelin
Long distance stayer runs -
Meters - at three thousand, the rhythm does not decrease.
Having made a high start, without reducing the speed -
Ran to the finish line without fail.
Here comes endurance in high-speed mode,
Running such glorified even in ancient Rome.
It is useful in the army: landing and infantry,
On the march with full gear, on the charge of the company.
Cross-country is included in the methodology, in almost every sport -
For a margin of safety, in the ring and on the court.
Running through the streets, in the park and in circles
You can set the pace, help each other.
They run for health, people: old and young,
Feeling the surge of strength, everyone will be happy!
Athletics
Sergey Pavlov 9
Sprint run and relay races;
Cross five, ten kilometers;
Hammer, disk, spear thrown
And they overtake each other.
Marathon, jumps, hurdles...
She is the Queen of Sports.
(Athletics)
We run with daddy cross...
Serik Ustabekov
We run with daddy cross.
For what? Funny question!
We rise a little earlier
Moving on quickly.
For every person
Knows the benefits of running.
Therefore, in the heat and in the cold
Athletes really need cross country.
Cross track and field athletics
Holod Maria
Most importantly, don't get out of breath
I have one more mile to run.
God, how I want to wear a proud name,
It's easy to call yourself an athlete!
The muscles in my legs throb with pain
But the eyes look straight ahead.
Veins burn with accelerated blood
I will not let the Russian people down.
I'll run until I lose consciousness
I won't stop halfway.
And the eyes are filled with the shadow of dreams
I'll be the first, no matter what.
…Everything here is temporary.
Even misfortunes are temporary.
It doesn't matter what fate has in mind.
Our business is to shine, to shine in the dark
L. Miller
Dear friends! Today's post is dedicated to the time that approaches slowly and leaves so quickly) You are offered a small selection of quotes, aphorisms, sayings and poems from great and not so great people about time and life, about time and love, about time and eternity ... Pictures - from Internet, authors, unfortunately, I do not know.
And the post begins with a poetic sketch by Ali Kudryasheva.
Time flies imperceptibly - modern poems.
Mom is in the country, the key is on the table, breakfast can not be done. Holidays are coming soon, eight years, in August it will be nine. In August, nine, seven at the clock, the sky is light and flat, the sun has left faded streaks in the hair. Squeeze the sleepy scrap in the palm of your hand and let it slip through your fingers. Vitka from the tenth floor again calls for a swim. We must hurry with all legs and eyes - suddenly they will run away, leave. Vitka finished the fourth grade - that is, almost old. Shorts with a T-shirt - a simple outfit, take an apple for an afternoon snack. Vitka will teach me to dive, he promised, I remember. The road to the river is well-trodden, scorched and familiar. Dusty feet look like mother's mittens. Today we have such a heat - the leaves are just like rags. Maybe we'll play later, I'll ask you to hide and seek. Vitka is a kind, one to one boy from Jules Verne. I'll ask you to drive me, they'll probably let me. The evening will begin, it should be dark. Day until the end of the week. I turn to the wall. One hundred, ninety nine.
Mom is at the cottage. Bike. Taking an exam tomorrow. The sun licks the abstract with gentle eyes. Meet the morning and sit all night, waiting for the onset of summer. In August I will be a student, now - neither this nor that. Half-hard bread and cheese from a knife, breakfast from sleep is tasteless. Vitka from the tenth floor is now in his third year. Knows all the smart professors, writes programs in the firm. Hood, ironic and black-browed, just a hero from the movie. He writes notes to my sister, gives flowers from payday, only now I swim faster and compose better. It’s just that my little sister has a bright face, I’m heavier and meaner, we climb onto the porch and launch a kite. It seems they are leaving at night, I spend on the train. The river rustles, rustles at the feet, now it is waist-deep. Seventy-eight, seventy-seven, crying with my back to the train. Let them hide, well, all of them, I will not look for them. 
Mom is at the cottage. The head is buzzing. Sleepy inaction. The cat settled on her chest, the sun on the blanket. Cups, palms and sweaters, coffee, I pray, cook. Has anyone seen me yesterday? Better not speak. Let it be a big secret a little depravity, everyone was drunk, weightless, warmed by the warm breath of his brother, his throat was hoarse from chatter, ashes flew from the balcony, all with each other - and all alone, alive and rebellious. If we chip in a ruble, breakfast will come to our house, Lord, how I love you all, a rainbow on the palms. Street in sunny lace, Vitka, wash the dishes. You can fall and live. You can go to the river. I will catch you and conquer you, I will make you get a haircut, a shave. Nose into broken bark. Thirty-four, thirty... 
Mom in the photo. Keys in the castle. Eight hours until summer. The sun on the walls, on a backpack, in old sandals. Sleepy paws through the square, and nowhere to go. Vitka in America. I am in Moscow. The river in early childhood. The apple has been eaten, the train has left, it is going to Nice somewhere, I start counting from a hundred, my life starts from one. We fight, cry with her in unison, clowns in the arena. "Twenty-one," I mutter through my sleep. “Forty,” time laughs. Forty - and the first gray hair, forty-one - to the hospital. Twenty one - I live alone, twenty: loophole eyes, scratched legs, a demon in a rib, thoughts run squatting, someone is waiting for me in the yard, someone is on the tenth. Ten - I'm finishing the fourth grade, I don't have to make breakfast. We must hurry with all legs and eyes. There will be nine in August. Eight - to carry the keys around your neck, to melt in the sunny hymn ... 
Three. Two. One. I'm going to look. God help me.
poems by Ali Kudryasheva (2007)
Quotes about time and love.
“Death and time reign on earth.
You do not call them masters.
Everything, spinning, disappears into the mist.
Only the sun of love remains.
Vladimir Solovyov
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If you judge people, there will be no time to love them.
Mother Teresa
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True love is not one that endures a long time apart
but the one that endures long years of intimacy
Helen Rowland
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About time - with a smile in quotes and aphorisms
Eternity? Time unit
S.E. Lec
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We would have plenty of time if it didn't exist.
S.E.Letz
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You can't stop time: the watch industry won't allow it
S E Lec
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Life takes too much of people's time.
S E. Lets
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While he was working, he had no time to die, because it also takes time to die.
V. Kaverin
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Some, not knowing where to put their time, encroach on someone else's.
Valery Krasovsky
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Quotes and poems about time and life.
Life is very a short time between two eternities.
Carlyle T.
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Time is the best teacher, but unfortunately it kills its students...
Berlioz G
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You can't change your life overnight. But in one night you can change the thoughts that will forever change your life. (With)
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You understand the sense in life only later, but you have to live first
Kierkegaard S.
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It is worth spending a lifetime to get closer to infinity.
Jonathan Vidgop
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All we have to do is decide what to do with the time we are given.
J. Tolkien
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What, say, is not life - to delve into the memory,
Not in her ashes, - in the gold of the sand, -
So you'll be lucky to get to the idea:
Memory is the soul, time is the shell
I. Lisnyanskaya
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There are dead seasons in fate
stagnation and silence, melancholy and dregs,
and we are torn then, like a thief from the zone,
and we were given time to rest.
Igor Guberman
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Quotes, poems and aphorisms about time and hours
Seconds die in flocks of sixty to form minutes
Bagbeder F
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Time flies like an arrow, although the minutes creep
Mendelssohn
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Nothing distorts the concept of time like a clock.
S. Fedin
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Bones crunch minutes
Under the boots of a crazy day.
They crackle. As if brushwood is crushed
In the furnace, behind the shutter, the tentacles of fire.
They jingle. Past. Like rain.
They whistle. Like sand from your hands.
They tingle. finely. As in the chest...
But the day is great. And it has the main sound.
And if you live, you must live like Croesus.
Not measured. Backhand. Not to cut.
So we live ... But suddenly it will burn like a whip:
The bones crunch for minutes.
Irina Snegova
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I'm stroking my face -
By the dial on the hand
And time is running out
And death is not far away.
But I am not embarrassed by death,
The view of the sea worries me:
In a square hole in the window
Freedom blue trembles.
I. Lisnyanskaya
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Poems about time.
Trying on for eternity,
To endless distances
This is all immensely difficult for us,
Despite your best efforts.
It's easier if the distance is a span,
If the measure of time is a minute.
It's easier to live. It's harder to die
For some reason.
D. Samoilov
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The wind blows and the light blows out
It blows my heart too.
But don't believe me, it doesn't happen!
It fills us like tobacco
Time into the pipe and smokes it.
And smokes out of customs
In the blue air of relatives and friends.
With every hour, the heart is more anxious,
Every time it's getting harder for me
Wait your minute.
The wind blows and the speech blows out ...
But don't believe me, it doesn't happen
I'm talking utter nonsense!
This time, smoking, venturing
World migration of souls.
I. Lisnyanskaya
Time coordinates are arbitrary.
We usually say - long before.
Before us. To the present day. BC.
Until Rome. to Pilate. To Golgotha.
Until Noah. To the ark. Before the flood.
History - all over - long before.
Living between past and future
we all try to look as far as possible.
Behind us is darkness, and before us is darkness.
So we live between that darkness and this one,
in the tiny space between them -
we live as if waiting for Godot.
And it's a pity, my friend, but it seems
that you and I live in the world too
long before, my friend, long before.
You say time is running out. Crazy - it's you pass.
