The sky is still frowning, but a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds like a sparkling sword. Control dictations. The sky is still frowning, but a ray of sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sparkling sword. In the mornings, a slight chill keeps in the lowlands, and on the south side

09.04.2021

The snow has melted; pouring from a hillock Stream with playful speed, And the sun laughs merrily In the face of a golden flower.

The biological features of these flowers are interesting. They require very little heat. They appear in early spring, when finches and wagtails arrive, the bear rises from the den, half of the snow melts. That is why the mother-stepmother is also popularly called the icy lapukha. And in botany it is a “color-cough”, a cure for a cold.

THREE COLORS OF TIME

The leaden sky still frowns. But occasionally a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sparkling sword.

Spring is picking up speed. The veils of cloudy haze are dissipating, the distances are clearing up. You look at the familiar panorama of the Moscow region, as if through a cleanly washed window glass.

Three colors of time today outside the city. In a gray haze, brown black forest. Coniferous mansions of pine forests turn green like emerald islands. In winter, the fields are still white, crossed out by potholes of already darkened toboggan roads. From a distance, against a green background of needles, some bushes blush in the snowdrifts. These are earrings thickened alders.

In the branches, a talkative band of fidgety-nimble red-chest tap-dancing is tapping incessantly. Saying goodbye to birches - winter nurses - these guests from the north. And fellow tap dancers - phlegmatic Sidney bullfinches blush with ruddy apples right there on the trees. Their flute sighs-whistles are reminiscent of the past winter. The border of snows slowly recedes to the north, and behind it the birds return to their homeland.

Farewell, winter, tap dancers and bullfinches in birch groves near Moscow, parks and gardens!

Hello, spring, rooks, larks, linnets and starlings - a migratory singing shift for our northern winter guests!

Feathered northerners at the start. And the southerners will soon be at the finish line. The rook's hubbub and the murmuring song of the lark will be heard as the first call, announcing the beginning of the spring bird festival.

No flocking rooks, no larks, no linnets, no starlings, no ducks are yet to be seen. March winter, puddles freeze, ice holes freeze. But all this, apparently, does not apply to our wintering birds. They still have what neither is, but spring. In the morning they are spinning, grouse-scythes are vehemently mumbling. Capercaillie draw in the snow with passionate wings, magpies, crows and jackdaws fly in pairs.

And a couple of unsociable prophetic birds retired in a dense forest. Top of a Christmas tree in the snow. And the crow is already sitting under the spruce branches in the nest on the eggs. A gentle raven brings her food. The crow's egg is the first in the March forest.

Winter and spring meet in the forest. In the darkness of the spruce forest, aspens are silvering. From their gnarled branches on the March snow winding blue shadows. Around the butts of trees and near the stumps, round holes melted.

Funnels are turning black at the trunks and in gardens near Moscow. March is a treacherous month and often threatens gardens: during the day - drops in the bright sun, at night the gripping frost hardens the crust of crust. Through thin ice, as if through a burning glass, a ray of sun burns the trunks of trees, especially the tender root necks of the butt. From these spring burns, the fruit tree gets sick, languishes and even dries up.

In March, the gardener should be on the alert. It’s good in the morning to go around the gardens on the crust, break the glass of ice in the funnels-holes, shake off the settling melted snow from the branches, and cover the piled snowdrift under the apple trees for slow melting with a thin layer of manure, humus, sawdust, peat. And the rural beekeeper will scatter the ashes in the apiary so that they melt faster: according to the exhibition of hives, the bees will not get lost in the snow, the earth will dry out earlier.

March morning freezes until noon - a unique, albeit short, time of the year. For the arborist, the hunter, the huntsman, the watchman, the fisherman, the gardener - it’s handy for everyone to go light, without skis in the morning on business of spring worries, to look where the paths do not lead.

Such is the contrast of March: during the day, melting and ringing drops, at night - frost. The crust of the nasta holds a person, and sometimes even a horse and an elk. Hares, foxes, wolves walk at night without a trace. Only by the scratches of the claws the huntsman will notice. And in the afternoon - just know: not a step through the snowdrift anywhere.

MUTE SONG

Early morning. The forest-bogatyr still sleeps, lulled by the spell of the sorceress-winter.

A man hid under a canopy of spruce branches. He listens to see if the first disturbing sounds will be heard somewhere ...

And the blue sky peeps through the frame of the forest. The copper trunk of the pine turned pink in the sun. The crown is brighter green needles. And what's that? The shock of a gray feather turns black. Capercaillie! Greedily grabs the fragrant needles of the peaceful boron eagle with its beak.

Tightly stuffed the goiter with needles and silently froze on the pine tree. The East gilds the green metal of the plumage of the neck. A bearded man basks in the sun. The shaggy one tramples, measures the branches with his feet, spreads his wings, stretches his neck.

Dawn breaks out in the sky. I make my way along a narrow path through thick rye. Heavy ears touch my face and seem to be going to hold me. A quail fluttered out of the roadside thickets and hid in the rye.

The sun rises, and its rays illuminate the distant fields, coastal bushes near the river. She shines brightly in the sun.
Here is the forest. I expected to pick a lot of berries here and look for mushrooms. My assumptions were justified. Berries literally covered forest glades. It was worth sitting down - you see how the heads of ripe strawberries, boletus boletus, are hiding in the grass.
I wandered through the forest for a long time. With difficulty I dragged home a full basket of sweet berries. During the day my face and hands tanned. After such a walk, it is good to bathe and lie down to rest on fresh hay. (109 words)

The first snow falls in late autumn. He transforms everything around. Fluffy snowflakes gently touch the ground, and she dresses in a dazzling outfit. Paths and roofs of houses turned white. Multi-colored sparks of hoarfrost light up, shine. Leaden water darkens among the whitish coastal thickets.
How beautiful is the white-trunked birch grove! The twigs are covered with flakes, but snowflakes crumble at any touch. In the spruce forest, the snow covered the trees so that you don’t recognize them. The Christmas tree becomes like a fancy snowman. Everywhere you can see traces of forest animals. On the husk of the cones, you can find the squirrel.
In the pre-winter days, one does not sit at home. People of all ages take to the hiking trails. Everyone wants to feel the freshness of the first frost, play snowballs.
"Hello winter!" people say happily. (107 words)

A blizzard broke out in the evening. She made a noise, and the forest was magically transformed.
Snowdrifts shining in the sun are blinding. Winter bewitched the silent hero in coniferous chain mail. Heavy branches of fir trees under the weight of snow almost touch the ground. The titmouse will sit down, but the branch will not flinch.
Tiny fir trees nestled under the birch trees. The blizzard dressed the young shoots in a fancy outfit. From the cold rays of the sun, a snow cover lights up on them. How good they are now!
The blizzard silvered the magnificent hairstyles of the enormous pines. Lush snow caps perched on their tops. Under the pines, the trail of a crafty fox snakes.
In the evening, coniferous darkness frowns in the thicket. Mysterious dusk envelops the distance. In the darkness of moonless nights, you only see birch trees in a dark forest. It is difficult to find a path or even a road here. (111 words)

(Based on the book D. Zueva "Seasons")

Noun

The hives come to life more and more, and now the nectar collectors are already spinning in endless clubs of airy yarn. A sunflower grows at the edge of the road. It attracts bees, but they love linden flowers most of all. In clear weather, the family of these hardworking fidgets collects up to five kilograms of honey. (119 words)

(Based on the book D. Zueva "Seasons")

II
Russian Winter

Here came a big owl and gave a voice. Other owls responded to her. A forest mouse squeaked softly, ran through the snow and hid under a stump in a snowdrift. (112 words)

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov)

Adjective.

The tired summer sun goes to rest below the horizon. A narrow band of light disappears in the west. Fog falls over the smooth surface of a narrow river and envelops a shallow ravine, a sandy shore, low coastal bushes and a light green meadow. The fog thickens, and night dampness descends on the ground.
The first stars light up in the sky. The birds are silent. The nightingale whistled for the last time. Sleepy silence is not broken even by the rustle of leaves. Only sometimes you will see in the dark how a bat will fly by.
The flowers, heavy with dew, shriveled and bowed to the ground. Field ivy folded his parachutes. Impenetrable darkness spreads over the area. A sharp aroma of flowering plants spreads from the ground. At night, their scent is always stronger. Everything in nature is covered with sleep. What a beautiful summer night! (111 words)

The sun begins to bake, but it does not burn the face and shoulders that have already tanned over the summer. Everything around is transformed under its rays. The river sparkled brightly. A light breeze touched the coastal reeds, and they swayed quietly and bent slightly towards the water. (119 words)

July - top of summer

Bad weather is a rare occurrence in this wonderful summer time. Bluish clouds will appear on the clear azure sky, and suddenly a short rain will fall. Puddles will be covered with bubbles, silver drops will sparkle on the leaves and dry immediately. The last small clouds slide over the horizon, and again the immense blue of the majestic sky stretches overhead. Only the foliage shines brighter, the air is hotter.
The July sun on top of his throne. On a windless day, you can't step barefoot on the sandy bank of the river. In the shade of tall trees, motionless reed thickets hide. You don't hear bird voices. Everything went silent. Only the dove groans, but the bee buzzing haunts you all day.
In the forest, black mushrooms look at you from under the soft green grass, chanterelles turn yellow in the coniferous shade. (111 words

Input Diagnostics

autumn

The forest has already shed its leaves. Cloudy days came, but quiet, without wind, real days of late autumn.

On such a dull day, you walk along a forest path among young birches, oaks, aspens, among hazel bushes. You do not hear the birds singing, the rustle of the leaves. Only sometimes a heavy ripe acorn will fall to the ground. Drops of dew from the night mist hung on the bare leaves.

Visible all around. The chest breathes lightly with autumn freshness, I want to go further and further along the path yellow from foliage.

Suddenly, among the foliage you see a motley ball. This bird hit something hard during the flight.

“We must take her home, otherwise the fox will instantly find the bird in the forest and eat it,” I decide.

(According to I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

Tasks.

Option 1 - On bare leaves ...;

Option 2 - Suddenly among the foliage ...

2) Write out three words with different spellings, indicate the conditions for choosing spellings.

3) Analyze any two phrases.

Control dictation on the topic "Repetition of what was studied in grade 5"

The girl jumped out of bed. The house didn't move. The sun shone brightly through the window. Ellie ran to the door, flung it open, and screamed in surprise.

The hurricane brought the house to a land of extraordinary beauty. A green forest spread all around, trees with ripe fruits grew along the edges. The fields were full of pink, white, and blue flowers. Tiny birds, colorful butterflies fluttered in the air.

(A.Volkov.)

1) Parse the sentences:

Option 1 - The girl jumped out of bed.

Option 2 - The sun shone brightly through the window.

3) Perform a morphemic analysis of words:

Option 1 - jumped off;

Option 2 - spread out.

4) Explain the punctuation marks in 7 (1st option) and 8 (2nd option) sentences.

Control dictation on the topic "Word formation"

Overnight stay in the forest

The boys were at the edge of the forest. Some ran to collect firewood, others chopped branches for a hut. The rest sorted things, took out food, bowlers, mugs, spoons.

Meanwhile, the dawn had faded. It was getting dark. Here from the forest are heard cheerful voices. In response, joyful cries of those waiting were heard. Large bundles of brushwood are unloaded in a clearing.

How many hunters make a fire! Children enthusiastically inflate the first sparks of lights. The smoke from the fire spreads in a thick curtain, and soon it flares up. Water gurgled merrily in the pot.

Soon everyone had supper and began to get ready for bed. But they do not forget to push, fight, argue. And you need to rise with the dawn! The command is given: "Everyone sleep!" The camp quickly falls silent.

(102 words)

(According to A. Zuev.)

1) Parse the sentences:

Option 1 - The smoke from the fire spreads in a thick curtain, and soon it flares up.

Option 2 - But they do not forget to push, fight, argue.

2) In any complex sentence, mark the grammatical foundations.

Option 1 - ran, edible;

Option 2 - had dinner, dawn.

4) Explain the punctuation in the penultimate sentence.

Control dictation on the topic "Vocabulary. Phraseology"

Place of execution

Execution Ground is the oldest architectural monument in Moscow. Initially, it was a rounded brick platform with a wooden fence under a tent canopy on carved pillars. It is located in the center of Troitskaya Square, from the middle of the 17th century it became known as Red Square.

The place of execution played an important role in the spiritual life of the people and the state. From this place, state decrees were announced. Here the people learned about the accession to the throne of kings, about the declaration of war and the conclusion of peace.

The boyars carried the heir to the Execution Ground on the shoulders when he was sixteen years old. And the people saw the future king in order to be able to distinguish him from the impostor.

From the Execution Ground, the patriarchs said prayers. From it, on Palm Sunday, the patriarch distributed the consecrated willow to the tsar, bishops, boyars, roundabout and duma clerks and read the Gospel to the people.

The place of execution was not the place of execution. Executions were carried out nearby on wooden platforms.

(V.Butromeev.)

1) Find obsolete words in the text. Explain the meaning of 2-3 obsolete words.

2) In any complex sentence, mark the grammatical foundations.

3) Perform a phonetic analysis of words:

Option 1 - boyars;

Option 2 - him.

Final dictation for 1 quarter

Russian forest is good in all seasons: in winter, summer, autumn and spring.

On a quiet winter day, you will go skiing into the forest, breathe and not breathe. White snowdrifts spread under the trees, and over the forest paths, young birches bent like lacy arches under the weight of hoarfrost.

The forest is good in early and late spring, when a stormy life awakens in it. Snow is melting. The voices of birds are heard more and more in the forest. In the forest glades, thawed patches appear, snowdrops grow like a carpet. On the bumps you see strong lingonberry leaves.

You hear a lot in spring forest. On the top of a tall spruce, a thrush sings. Fritillaries squeak thinly, cranes fumble in the swamp. Bees buzz over the yellow puffs of the willow. (101 words)

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

1) Title the text.

2) Parse the sentences:

Option 1 - Russian forest is good in all seasons: in winter, summer, autumn and spring.

Option 2 - On a quiet winter day, you will go skiing into the forest, breathe and not breathe.

3) Perform morphemic and word-formation analysis of words:

Option 1 - spring;

Option 2 - forest.

Control dictation on the topic "Word formation. Spelling"

In adulthood, I have watched the sunrise many times. I met him in the forest, when before dawn the wind passes over the tops, when the black tops of the trees are clearly visible against the sky. There is dew on the grass. A cobweb stretched in the forest sparkles with many sparkles. It smells like resin on a dewy morning. Through the forest thicket you try to make a path to the river.

I saw the sunrise over my native fields, over dense thickets of bushes near the river. Pale stars, a thin sickle of the month are reflected in the transparent mirror of the water. The sun rises to the singing of countless birds and the whisper of reeds. Cool dew in the meadows shines like diamonds. You sit on the shore and wait for the birth of a new day.

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

1) Title the text.

2) Perform morphemic and word-formation analysis of words:

Option 1 - dewy, cool;

Option 2 - diamond, countless.

3) Write out the words with the spelling "Unstressed vowel checked by stress." Define the spelling. Choose a test word.

Dictation on the topic "Noun"

Russian Winter

Good snowy winters in Russia! Bad weather is replaced by clear days. Deep snowdrifts glisten in the sun, large rivers and small rivers have disappeared under the ice. Winter powdered the earth with a snow coat. The earth is resting, gaining strength.

The winter forest fills with life. Here a woodpecker tapped on a dry tree. Throughout the forest, a forest drummer beats a shot. A hazel grouse will fly by with a noise, a capercaillie will rise from the snow dust. A flock of cheerful crossbills perched on the branches of a spruce. You stand and admire how cleverly they stick their beaks into cones, choose seeds from them. A nimble squirrel jumps from knot to knot.

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

1) Make a morphological analysis of words:

1 option - bad weather, on a knot;

Option 2 - life, on the branches.

2) Perform a morphemic analysis of words:

Option 1 - river;

Option 2 - squirrel.

3) Parse 3 (Option 1) and 5 (Option 2) sentences.

Control dictation on the topic "Noun"

A ray of sun shone from behind the forest, touched the tops of the trees, found balls of green apples in the foliage. A tremor of light ran through the garden, and the dewdrops on the roadside grass sparkled with diamonds.

The sun flared up, and thick branches of trees flared up like a flame.
The first bee rang in the warm air of the quiet morning. Another followed, then a third. The blue dragonfly sat down on the hive, but the bees are indifferent to the carefree jumper. They don't have time. They make circles over the apiary, choose a direction and fly away to the forests, to the meadows.

(Based on the book D. Zueva "Seasons")

1) Title the text.

1 option - on the beehive, sunflower;

Option 2 - pickers, (k) jumper.

1 option - a ray;

Option 2 - a bee.

4) Parse 1 (Option 1) and 2 (Option 2) sentences.

The final dictation for the 2nd quarter on the topic "Adjective name"

Last autumn I went to a distant forest lake. It is quiet and light in the forest on a clear autumn day. The leaves have fallen off and do not shade the ground. The wind does not rustle with its crown, and the birds are not heard. They have already flown south. Tree trunks prop up the sky. A soft carpet of dry leaves spreads between them. Rarely come across young oaks.

In such a forest, every sound is heard far away. Whether the hare jumps, the branch crunches, the fallen leaves rustle.

I sat down and watched. Suddenly, a wagon with leaves rolls right at me. "Hedgehog!" - I guessed. - Drags dry leaves into the hole on the litter.

It is very convenient for a hedgehog to collect leaves. He finds a place where there are a lot of them, spreads the needles and rolls, rolls over from side to side. A hedgehog will stand on its paws, but it is not visible under the leaves. So he runs in golden clothes into his hole.

(According to E. Nosov.)

1) Title the text.

2) Make a morphological analysis of words:

1 option - (to) forest (lake);

Option 2 - soft (carpet).

3) Perform a phonetic analysis of words:

Option 1 - the lake;

Option 2 - cart.

4) Perform a punctuation analysis of 10 (1st option) and 13 (2nd option) sentences.

Control dictation on the topic "Adjective name"

In the early summer morning we go fishing. The dawn barely flares up, and nature is still calmly dozing. A milky-white fog spreads in the lowlands. Along a narrow path among the dark green thickets of hazel we make our way to a small river. Dew-covered grass touches our feet. Silver dewdrops shimmer in the rays of the sun.
The river is not wide, but deep enough. Every year its banks are more and more overgrown with reeds and bushes. Algae nailed to the water lie on the sandy shore. The wave gently laps against the sides of the fishing boat.

We climb into the reed thickets and settle down there with fishing rods.

(According to I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

1) Title the text.

2) Make a morphological analysis of words:

1 option - early (morning), (on) sandy (shore);

Option 2 - fishing (boats), light (breeze).

3) Perform a morphemic analysis of words:

Option 1 - calmly;

Option 2 - silver.

Control dictation on the topic "Numeral name"

The depth of Lake Baikal is 1640 meters. It is the deepest on the planet. It contains one fifth of the world's fresh water. 336 rivers flow into Baikal, and one flows out - the Angara.

More recently, residents of coastal villages calmly drank water directly from the lake. Now it suffers from industrial waste.

The surroundings of Baikal are dressed in winter attire before the lake itself. Already in October, winter coats rocky shores in sparkling snow-white armor and turns firs and giant Siberian cedars into brilliant ice figures.

January frosts cover the lake with thick ice. In places it is up to two meters thick. It looks like an uneven blanket.

In summer, even on a calm day, a squally wind can suddenly fly in, and then the lake becomes an unkind sea.

(According to the book "Encyclopedia of Natural Wonders")

1) Title the text.

2) Make a morphological analysis of words:

1 option - one thousand six hundred and forty;

Option 2 - the fifth part.

3) Perform a morphemic analysis of words:

Option 1 - calmly;

Option 2 - windless.

4) Parse the last sentence.

The final dictation for the 3rd quarter on the topic "Pronoun"

The leaden sky is still frowning, but for a while a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sword. Spring is picking up speed.

In the mornings, a slight chill is kept in the lowlands, and on the south side of the hillock, the yellow lights of some plant have already lit up. This is mother and stepmother. You can’t confuse the yellow baskets of her flower with anything.

Here is something flashed in the pink fan of rays. It gently merges with the brilliance of the waters and the remnants of the snow, the transcendental radiance of the sun.

Someone's singing comes from the bushes, like a silver bell is ringing. Oatmeal! In winter, they are lethargic, inconspicuous, but now they are talking in a full voice. Some week will pass, and the roar of the rooks and the songs of the larks will announce the victory of spring. Other birds will return. They will have to overcome many difficulties on the way to their native places, but no obstacles will stop them.

(According to the book "Encyclopedia of Natural Wonders")

1) Title the text.

2) Write out the pronouns, determine their category.

3) Perform a morphemic analysis of words:

Option 1 - calmly;

Option 2 - windless.

4) Parse 2 (Option 1) and 5 (Option 2) sentences of the last paragraph.

Dictation on the topic "Verb"

Throw urgent matters, go out late in the evening to the sandy bank of the river. If you listen for a long time, you will hear incomprehensible rustles, incessant sounds in the reed thickets.

One night I was sitting at my desk. The night was quiet, windless, only some distant sounds were heard from the river. Suddenly, low voices were heard from under the floor. They were like the whispers of chicks that have awakened in the nest. I was seized by a desire to understand who was talking under the floor. Then I guessed that I heard the fuss of hedgehogs.

Hedgehogs are useful little animals. They do not harm anyone, they are not afraid of anyone, they destroy harmful insects, they fight mice. For the winter, hedgehogs fall asleep. Their small lairs are covered with snowdrifts, and they calmly sleep in them all winter.

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov.)

1) Title the text.

2) Graphically explain the spellings -tsya (-tsya) in the verb that occur in this text ..

3) Make a morphological analysis of words:

Option 1 - hear;

Option 2 - they heard.

4) Outline 1 sentence of the last paragraph.

Control dictation on the topic "Verb"

In winter, hares feed on tree bark. During the night they make a deep track in the snow. If the hare walked straight, he would be immediately caught. Cowardice saves the oblique. He fearlessly walks through the fields and forests at night and lays straight tracks. When morning comes, he rushes from side to side with fear. It will jump forward, be frightened of something and run back in its wake. If he hears some rustling, he will jump to the side with all his might and gallop further from the previous track. If something hits, the oblique will again turn back and head to the side. When it gets lighter, it lies down in the snow.
In the morning, the hunters make out the hare tracks, get confused in them and are surprised at the cunning of the slanting one. And he does not think to be cunning. He's just afraid of everything.

(By L. Tolstoy)

1) Title the text.

2) Make a morphological analysis of words:

Option 1 - would be caught, brightens;

Option 2 - I would go, I'm afraid.

4) Outline 3 sentences of the first paragraph.

Final dictation for the 6th grade course

In the reflections of the evening dawn one can see the jagged palisade of fir trees. Twilight falls, and everything disappears into the darkness of the night.

But then the moon peeps out and drives the darkness into the thicket with soft light, floods a small clearing with a silver glow. Nothing breaks the silence.

Suddenly the snow crunched under someone's heavy feet. It's a smoky gray moose pacing. He calmly makes his way to the aspen and grabs the fragrant needles with his white-lipped mouth, snorts.

A white hare galloped up, nestled under a low, but branchy Christmas tree. Aspen interfered with the moose, he waved his head, and a branch broke off with a crack. The bunny perked up, rose gracefully on its hind legs. Appetizing twig attracts him. Hares always pick up aspen shoots for moose.

An elk stands among the snows shining from the moonlight, chewing on pine needles, and next to him a hare gnaws on an elk gift. The bitterness of the aspen is sweeter than sugar.

(By D. Zuev.)

1) Title the text.

2) Perform a phonetic analysis of words:

Option 1 - firs;

Option 2 - aspen.

3) Perform a morphological analysis

Option 1 - any noun;

Option 2 - any adjective.

4) Parse

Option 1 - any compound sentence;

Option 2 - any complicated sentence.

Final dictation grade 6 for the 3rd quarter includes topics: pronoun.

The leaden sky is still frowning, but for a while a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sword. Spring is picking up speed.

Here is something flashed in the pink fan of rays. It gently merges with the brilliance of the waters and the remnants of the snow, the transcendental radiance of the sun.

(118 words) (Based on the book "Encyclopedia of Natural Wonders")

Tasks

Title the text.
Write out the pronouns, determine their category.
Perform morphemic analysis of words:
1. option - calmly;
2. variant - windless.
Parse 2 (Option 1) and 5 (Option 2) sentences of the last paragraph.

The sky is still frowning, but a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds like a sparkling sword. Spring is picking up speed. The distances are clearing up. Fields are still turning white in winter, and pine forests are already turning green in islands.
Winter and spring meet in the forest. In the darkness of the spruce forest, aspens are silvering. Winding blue shadows appear from their gnarled branches on the March snow. Round holes melted around trees and stumps. Alder catkins blush on a green background of needles. Loquacious tap dances bustle about in its branches. The flute sighs of bullfinches are heard.
The border of snows recedes to the north, and behind it the birds return to their homeland. Soon the murmuring song of the lark and the hubbub of the rooks will announce the arrival of spring.
Farewell winter! Hello Spring! (105 words)

(By D. Zuev)

Spiraea

Meadowsweet is a semi-shrub with large carved leaves. You move in the forest through a stream or ravine and immediately see its thickets. They sometimes reach the height of human growth.
Meadowsweet chooses the quietest and most comfortable corners of the forest. The wind rustles through the tops of the pines, murmurs through the leaves of the aspens, and in the ravines where it grows, 5 there is silence.
You will wander in a hot forest and descend into a shady ravine. There are many bushes here: hazel, viburnum, bird cherry. Tenacious hop wraps around the trunks and forms an impenetrable green web. The bottom of the ravine is densely covered with meadowsweet and nettles. Smells like wet earth. A small stream makes its way along the ravine, overflows through the washed roots. You drink cold water. Green twilight stands in dense thickets. Such secluded corners are loved by forest birds: nightingales, warblers. (108 words)

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov)

Evening falls quickly in the dense forest. Dark shadows lie under the trees. Old pines rise motionless, dense spruces blacken. It smells of resin in the forest, pine needles, fallen leaves.
The evening sun has disappeared behind the distant trees, but the birds in the forest are not yet sleeping. You hear the hurried knock of a woodpecker. Nimble titmouses spin near the woodpecker, pick up bugs and worms. Soon a dark, impenetrable night will come in the forest. Only at midnight will the birds of the day fall silent and fall asleep.
Silent, silent night covers the earth. But a mouse rustled underfoot. And again it's quiet.
The fire crackles, and shaggy spruce branches sway over the fire. And by the fire, on a tarry bed, the hunter snores carelessly. (99 words)

(By I. Sokolov-Mikitov)

The sun rises, and the whole neighborhood is illuminated with a joyful light. It's time to hit the road. We collect backpacks, choose a route on the map. By evening we must reach the station.
The path winds in a narrow ribbon. Young birch trees grow on its sides. Even from a distance we see a huge oak tree, which spread its mighty branches wide. We approach him and settle down in his shadow to rest. Grasshoppers chirp, birds chirp. The wind gently sways the oak leaves and evokes sleep. Sleep sweetly under the whisper of foliage.
But we did not have time to enjoy the rest, as we heard thunder. They are getting closer and closer. During a thunderstorm it is dangerous to be under tall trees. We must quickly get to the nearest village and hide from the rain there. (108 words)

Nature was generous and gave warm days. But autumn has already settled in the forest. The trees have shed their luxurious attire, and the forest has noticeably thinned out.
Countless leaves cover the ground. They are of different colors: yellow, orange, red. The sun will dry them, and the wind will drive them along the forest paths. Only their rustling disturbs the peace of the forest kingdom.
But the forest is terrible in bad weather. Under the pressure of the wind, the trees moan plaintively and bend to the ground. They no longer fight him. The rain hits the leaves, and they become like miserable rags. Under the onslaught of autumn rains and the first cold weather, all plants surrender: flowers, herbs, bushes. Only brushes of mountain ash blush, and rose hips hang like shiny Christmas balls. 6 (102 words)

The hare lived near the village in winter. When night came, he raised one ear, listened, moved his whiskers, sniffed, and sat down on his hind legs in the deep snow. Then he jumped and looked around.
The snow lay in waves and glistened. Frosty steam hung over the head of the scythe, and bright stars could be seen through it. The hare played with his friend, dug snow with him, ate winter and went on.
Brighter in the east. There were fewer stars, and even thicker frosty steam rose above the ground.
The hare crossed the road, went to his old hole, dug up the snow, made a new hole, lay down in it, put his ears on his back and fell asleep. (94 words)

(By L. Tolstoy)

DEMO VERSION

CONTROL DICTATION FOR GRADE 6

I woke up early in the morning. The room was filled with a steady yellow light. The light came from the window and illuminated the ceiling most brightly. This dim and motionless light came from the autumn leaves.

During the long and windy night, the garden shed dry leaves. It lay in multi-colored heaps on the ground and spread a dull glow, and from this glow people's faces seemed to be tanned.

I saw different dry foliage: gold, purple, purple, gray and almost silver. Wet woods lit up with majestic crimson and gold fires.

It is now the end of September, and the sky is a combination of blue and dark terry clouds. From time to time a clear sun peeps through, and then the clear sections of the sky become even bluer, the narrow road even blacker, the ancient bell tower even whiter.

If you climb the wooden stairs to this bell tower, then the silver river and the distant forest will be especially clearly visible.

Grammar tasks:

It lay in multi-colored heaps on the ground and spread a dull glow, and from this glow people's faces seemed to be tanned.
: brighter illuminated; light came out.
Perform morpheme parsing: motionless; lit up.

ANNUAL CONTROL DICTION

FOR 6 CLASS

The leaden sky is still frowning, but for a while a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sword. Spring is picking up speed.

Here is something flashed in the pink fan of rays. It gently merges with the brilliance of the waters and the remnants of the snow, the transcendental radiance of the sun.

Grammar tasks:

Parse the sentence: 1 option - The leaden sky is still frowning, but for a while a ray of the sun breaks through the gaps of the clouds with a sword.; Option 2 - In the mornings, a slight chill is kept in the lowlands, and on the south side of the hillock, the yellow lights of some plant have already lit up.
Perform morphological analysis: option 1 - a slight chill; Option 2 - the chill keeps.
Perform morpheme parsing: 1 option - lead, caught fire; Option 2 - inconspicuous, they spoke.