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Poeziya - volshebnyy i zagadochnyy mir, v kotorom tak zhe, kak u nas za oknom, smenyayutsya vremena goda. Vesnoy snegoviki s kurlykanem unosyatsya na sever, a po ulitsam brodyat Vesennie Koty. Letom begemoty prevrashchayutsya v podvodnye lodki, koty nadevayut parashyuty, a deti letayut tselymi stayami. Osen - samo soboy - pora tantsuyushchikh yezhikov. Zima - razumeetsya - samoe vremya navestit znakomuyu yelku i pokhrustet arbuznym snegom. CHudesa kruglyy god! A vremya dlya stikhov kogda? Poet Kristina Strelnikova uveryaet - vsegda. Nuzhno tolko raspakhnut dver ili okno - i stikhi okruzhat tebya vesyeloy gurboy... Raskrasila etot poeticheskiy mir peterburgskaya khudozhnitsa Kristina Radkevich. Dlya doshkolnogo i mladshego shkolnogo vozrasta.