Two brothers
Looking into the water
Century will not converge.
(Shores)

Lives in seas and rivers
But often it flies through the sky.
And how bored she is to fly,
Falls to the ground again.
(Water)

Very good-natured
I am soft, obedient,
But when I want
I will even wear out a stone.
(Water)

I am cloud and fog
And the stream and the ocean
And I fly and I run
And I can be glass!
(Water)

Falling from a great height,
Terribly he roars
And, breaking on the stones,
The foam gets up.
(Waterfall)

Not water, not land -
you can't sail on a boat
and you can't walk with your feet.
(Swamp)

Not the sea, not the land
Ships don't sail
And you can't walk.
(Swamp)

You won't pass, you won't pass
You go to the side.
And you won't drink water
With blue film.
(Swamp)

Everyone bypasses this place:
Here the earth is like dough;
There are sedges, hummocks, mosses…
No leg support.
(Swamp)

wide wide,
deep deep,
Day and night
It beats on the shore.
It does not drink water
Because it's not tasty
Both bitter and salty.
(Sea)

Around the water
and drinking is a problem.
Who knows,
where does it happen?
(Sea)

On the sea goes, goes
and will reach the shore -
here it will disappear.
(Wave)

In calm weather, we are nowhere,
And the wind will blow -
We run on water.
(Waves)

White cotton
floating somewhere.
Catch it, don't catch it
you won't catch.
(Foam)

I run like a ladder
Ringing on the stones.
From afar by the song
Recognize me.
(River)

Slightly shaking in the breeze
Ribbon in space
Narrow tip in the spring,
And wide in the sea.
(River)

Not a horse, but running
Not a forest, but noisy.
(River)

Runs in summer, sleeps in winter,
Spring has come - it ran again.
(River)

in the middle of the field
The mirror lies
blue glass,
The frame is green.
(Pond, lake)

Looking at him
young mountain ash,
Colored their
Try on scarves.
Looking at him
young birches -
His in front of him
Fixing hair.
And the month, and the stars -
It reflects everything...
What is this mirror called?
(Pond)

Under the sedge on the sand
Lost the belt.
And lies - but do not raise,
And he runs - but do not catch.
(Creek)

I run to my mother-river
And I can't be silent.
I am her own son
And he was born in the spring.
(Creek)

Who runs on the mountain slopes,
Chattering with himself
And in the thick green grass
Hiding a blue ponytail?
(Creek)

Under the sedge on the sand
Dropped the belt
And lies, but do not raise,
And he runs, but not to catch.
(Brook)

He has no arms, he has no legs
I was able to break out of the ground
He us in the summer, in the heat,
Ice drink water.
(Spring)

Where the roots curl
On the forest path
small saucer
Hidden in the grass.
Everyone who passes
Fit - bend down
And again on the road
Strength will be gained.
(Spring)

In the morning the beads sparkled,
All the grass was tangled up,
And let's go look for them in the afternoon,
We are looking, we are looking - we will not find.
(Dew)

Born in the evening
the night lives
dies in the morning.
(Dew)

I always fall in the morning
Not a rain, not a star -
And I sparkle in burdocks
On the edges and meadows.
(Dew)

in the middle of the field
Silver grains lie.
(Dew)

Zarya-Zarya,
red maiden,
Walked through the meadows
Dropped the keys.
Brother got up
Picked up the keys.
(Dew)

crumbled peas
For seventy roads:
Nobody will pick him up.
(grad)

Falling like peas
Jumping on paths.
(grad)

There is a commotion in the yard:
Peas are falling from the sky.
Nina ate six peas,
She now has angina.
(grad)

No planks, no axes
The bridge over the river is ready.
Bridge - like blue glass:
Slippery, fun, light.
(Ice)

Pisces live warmly in winter:
The roof is thick glass.
(Ice)

Doesn't burn in fire
and does not sink in water.
(Ice)

In the new wall
in the round window
broken glass during the day
and put in overnight.
(hole)

The sieve is large, the sieve is blue.
Sows-breathes white fluff
to forests, houses, meadows.
(Sky and snow)

He's busy all the time
He cannot go in vain.
He goes and paints white
Everything he sees along the way.
(Snow)

In the courtyard of a mountain
And in the hut with water.
(Snow)

Bel, but not sugar,
There are no legs, yes it goes.
(Snow)

He is fluffy, silver,
white, white,
Clean, clean
Cotton on the ground lay down.
(Snow)

Flying - silent
Lies - is silent.
When he dies
Then it will roar.
(Snow)

Blanket white
Not made by hand.
Not woven and not cut,
It fell from heaven to earth.
(Snow)

fluffy carpet
Not hand-woven,
Not sewn with silk,
With the sun, with the moon
Shines silver.
(Snow)

Sits on everyone
Nobody is afraid.
(Snow)

Curled, twisted white swarm,
Sat down on the ground - became a mountain.
(Snow)

He is fluffy, silver,
But do not touch him with your hand:
Become a little clean
How to catch in the palm of your hand.
(Snow)

He flies off in a white flock
And sparkles in flight.
He melts like a cool star
On the palm and in the mouth.
(Snow)

White as chalk
Came from the sky.
The winter lay
Fled to the ground.
(Snow)

white flies
They sit on the field.
(Snow)

What kind of stars through
On a coat and on a scarf,
All through, cut,
Will you take water in your hand?
(Snowflake)

From the sky - a star,
In the palm of your hand - water.
(Snowflake)

An asterisk circled
A little in the air
Sat and melted
On my palm.
(Snowflake)

She grows upside down
It does not grow in summer, but in winter.
But the sun will bake her -
She will cry and die.
(Icicle)

I live under the roof
It's scary to even look down.
I could live higher
If only there were roofs.
(Icicle)

Hanging outside the window
Ice cube.
It's full of drops
And it smells like spring.
(Icicle)

under our roof
Hanging white nail.
The sun will rise -
The nail will fall.
(Icicle)

I lived in the middle of the yard
Where children play
But from the sun
I have become a stream.
(Snowman)

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SOURCES:

Artemova L.V. Theatrical games for preschoolers: Book. for the teacher of children garden. - M.: Enlightenment, 1991.
Illarionova Yu.G. Teach children to guess riddles: A guide for the educator of children. garden. - M.: Enlightenment, 1985.
Collection of riddles: A guide for the teacher. - M.: Enlightenment, 1988.
A book for reading to children: from one to seven years. - Tula "Spring"; M.: Astrel: AST, 2005.

The section contains Russian folk riddles, as well as the riddles of A. Artyukhova, K. Chukovsky, S. Marshak, E. Blaginina, A. Rozhdestvenskaya, O. Tarnopolskaya, V. Kremnev, V. Fetisov, E. Serova, T. Belozerov, I. Vorobyeva, L. Sandler, I. Demyanova.