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There are many colours that now appear,
once September's here.

The trees transform before our eyes,
rain marks the skies.

Bold yellows, sharp orange, deep red,
beneath the sky of lead.

Birds migrate and insects vanish,
harsh winds banish.

Days grow short the night time long,
hear the blackbirds song.

The winds are cooler the night air cold,
autumns taking hold.

 

Атаманова Елизавета Алексеевна

10 «Б» класс

ГБОУ гимназия №1748 «Вертикаль» г. Москвы

 

 

Так много цветов появилось однажды,

И вновь сентябрь отважный.

 

Деревья другими как будто бы стали,

А небо дожди укрывают.

 

Смелый желтый и рыжий, и красный глубокий

Под небом свинцовым широким.

 

Мигрируют птицы, и твари исчезли,

Суровые ветры не дремлют.

 

Короче дни стали, а ночи длиннее,

Дроздов лишь слышны напевы.

 

Стал ветер прохладней, и ночь холодна,

И Осень вступила в права.

 

 

Воронцова Варвара Олеговна

6 «Б» класс

ГБОУ гимназия №1748 «Вертикаль» г. Москвы

 

Есть много цветов, которых никто не найдёт,

Пока сентябрь не придёт.

 

Деревья перевоплощаются у нас на глазах,

Дождь рисует в небесах.

 

Резкий оранжевый, ярко-красный, жёлтый смелый

Буйство красок под свинцовым небом.

 

Насекомые прячутся, птицы улетают.

Суровый ветер пугает.

 

Под песни дроздов дни становятся короче,

Увеличивается время ночи.

 

Ветер очень холодный, ночной воздух леденеет,

Осень всё сильнее...

 

 

Галагура Павел   Александрович

8 «Б» класс

ГБОУ гимназия №1748 «Вертикаль» г. Москвы

 

Когда разными красками планета зацветает,

То всем нам ясно, что сентябрь наступает.

 

Листва на деревьях окрас свой меняет,

И туча собой небосвод заполняет.

 

Жёлтые и красные, яркие как в сказке,

Под свинцовым, хмурым небом краски.

 

Насекомые и птицы очень быстро исчезают,

Ведь суровые ветра их прогоняют.

 

Дни уменьшаются, ночи растут,

Дрозды с их песнями уж тут как тут.

 

На ночном холоде мёрзнет трава,

Осень вступает в свои права.

 

 

Луданин Дмитрий Андреевич

10  «Б» класс

ГБОУ гимназия №1748 «Вертикаль», г. Москва

 

 

Многоцветие красок сейчас появляется,

В них сентябрь глубоко отражается.

 

Деревья меняются у нас на глазах,

И дождик плачет в небесах.

 

Ярко-желтые, кричаще-оранжевые, темно-красные

Под свинцовым небом стоят атласные.

 

Птицы прощаются, жучки исчезают,

Резкие ветры их прогоняют.

 

Дни короче становятся, а ночи длиннее,

Дрозда черного слышатся трели.

 

Ветры прохладнее, ночи все  злее,

Празднует осень свои юбилеи.

 

 

Плотникова Екатерина Сергеевна

11 класс

ГБОУ гимназия № 1748 «Вертикаль», г. Москва

 

 

Ах, сколько красок в сентябре!

Он появился во дворе.

 

Деревья поменяли цвет

И дождик оставил на небе свой след.

 

Желтый, оранжевый, красный,

Храбрый, ловкий, густой,

Прячут свои коварные глазки

От неба с свинцовой душой.

 

Птицы улетают, и насекомых больше нет,

Их ветер сильный так пугает!

Но как же долгий, длинный день?-Не знаю.

Одна лишь ночь гуляет с нами,

И дрозды песни запевают.

 

Ветра холоднее, и воздух ночью так свеж.

Что это значит?-Лету конец.

Осень взяла нас всех под венец.

It was one minute past midnight. The girl called Mary stood in the big light room which was similar to hotel reception. She was waiting for a man. They were going to visit a philharmonic. Suddenly she heard some steps. Mary saw a man bur it wasn’t that man, which she was waiting for. He was very exciting and his eyes were red. He smiled affable and the girl saw his teeth, they were in blood. She began to cry.
Unexpectedly, Mary appeared in the castle with big towers. She stood in the middle of the room. There were many doors in it. They became to open. Strange creatures were rising around her. They became closer and closer
untill the circle hadn’t become closed. One of the creatures was going to bite the girl. It opened its mouth and...
Mary opened her eyes. She was in her house, in her room, in her bed. It was just a sleep, but suddenly she heard some steps...

Timokhina Anastasiya
Form 9 "B"

It was one minute past midnight. Three brothers, who lived in the small village «Ventile» decided to travel to the old tower. They were told about ghosts in that building, but Mike, Tom and Jack didn't believe in mysticism. Their parents asked them to stay at home; however, boy’s decisions were another. Brothers told stories to each other and laughed loudly. 
In the night he was going to his home. He watched at the clock: it was one minute past midnight. Stranger stopped him, then asked some money. This mister has not given some unknown man his last money. So he has said goodbye and went next.
In the evening Mike, Tom and Jack came in to the tower. It looked terrible: black, broken roof, old windows and wooden door, but nothing couldn't stop the brothers.
It was dark, there were a lot of hung on the wall, pictures with crying women, creaked floor. Sounds became louder. One of the brothers saw a fog behind the wardrobe and heard a strange whisper. Mike, Tom and Jack were frightened. They wanted to leave, but the door was closed with crash. Boys tried to leave out of the window, however, Mike felt a cold hand on his shoulder. They turned and saw the ghost. Boys wanted to shout, but the mystic man had started to talk with them.
«I won't do any harm to you. I want you to return the picture, which was in this tower. I will leave you, if everything is all right…» The ghost left with these words.
Boys were shocked, therefore they immediately done ghost's wish. staying at home for the whole month and were afraid to go on the street.

Krasnova Ekaterina
Form 9 "B"

It was a usual day of the hero of our story. In the morning he went to his work. All was rather quiet. So this man thought that everything would be fine. But he was mistaken. This day has changed his life completely.
In the night he was going to his home. He watched at the clock: it was one minute past midnight. Stranger stopped him, then asked some money. This mister has not given some unknown man his last money. So he has said goodbye and went next.
This man didn’t know that his words were very offensive for that stranger, who
was a magician. After this meeting magician has solved to revenge himself upon the hero of our story.
From that moment the life of that man has changed. He became an unlucky person: his wife said that she didn’t like him else and left that pure man, at the work he couldn’t do anything else versus captious objection of his chief, soon he became an ill with some unknown virus sickness. This mister phoned to the doctors, but they couldn’t help.
One day he has met the stranger he has seen a year before it. So he has known why all this accidents occurred with him. The old man offered the deal. If this mister wants to get rid of all his misfortunes, he must turn in the werewolf every night. The man agreed. But that doesn’t saved him. In the one year he has murdered himself.

Yuri Abramkin
Form 9 "B"