A long time ago, two children lived in the neighborhood: a boy, Kai, and a girl, Gerda.
One winter, they sat by the window and watched the snowflakes swirl outside.
“I wonder,” Kai drawled thoughtfully, “do they have a queen?”
“Of course,” Grandma nodded. “At night she flies down the street in a snow chariot and looks into the windows. And then ice patterns appear on the glass.
The next day, when the children were again playing by the window, Kai suddenly cried out:
-Ay, something pricked me in the eye, and then in the heart!
The poor boy did not yet know that this was a shard of the Snow Queen's ice mirror, which was supposed to turn his heart into ice.

The Snow Queen

One day the children went to play in the square. In the midst of the fun, a large white sleigh suddenly appeared. No one had time to blink an eye, as Kai tied his sled to them.
The Snow Queen, who was sitting in the sleigh, and it was she, grinned, and rushed away with Kai to her ice palace.
The bewitched Kai forgot both Gerda and his grandmother: after all, his heart turned to ice.

The Snow Queen

But Gerda did not forget Kai. She went in search of him: she got into a boat and swam wherever her eyes looked.
Soon the boat moored to an amazing garden. A witch came out to meet Gerda:
- What a charming girl!
Have you seen Kai? Gerda asked.
-No, I have not seen. Why do you need Kai? Stay, we'll live nicely with you!
The sorceress showed Gerda a magical garden with amazing flowers that could tell fairy tales. The sun always shone there and it was very beautiful, but Gerda went on to look for Kai.

The Snow Queen

On the way, she met an old raven.
“I saw Kai,” the raven said importantly. He now lives with the princess!
And Gerda went to the palace. But it turned out that it was not Kai!
She told the princess and the prince her story.
“Ah, poor thing!” cried the princess. - We'll help you.
Gerda was fed, given warm clothes and a golden carriage so that she would quickly find her Kai.

The Snow Queen

But then a misfortune happened: robbers attacked a rich carriage in the forest.
Gerda did not close her eyes at night. Two pigeons told her that they saw the Snow Queen's sleigh and Kai was sitting in it.
“She must have taken him to Lapland,” the pigeons cooed.
The chieftain's daughter, a little robber, wanted Gerda to stay with her, but when she found out her sad story, she was so moved that she decided to let Gerda go and ordered her beloved reindeer to take the girl to Lapland.
The deer ran day and night. He was already completely exhausted when, among the snows, the ice palace of the Snow Queen finally appeared.

The Snow Queen

Gerda cautiously stepped inside. The Snow Queen sat on the ice throne, and Kai played with ice at her feet. He did not recognize Gerda, and nothing trembled in his heart, because it was icy!
Then Gerda embraced him and wept.

The Snow Queen

Her tears were so hot that they melted Kai's icy heart.
“Gerda!” he exclaimed, as if waking up.
“Kai, my dear Kai!” Gerda gasped. - Did you recognise me! End of sorcery!
Now they were not afraid of the Snow Queen.
Kai and Gerda returned home and lived, as before, cheerfully and amicably.

Let's start! When we reach the end of our history, we will know more than we do now. So, once upon a time there was a troll, feisty-preslying; it was the devil himself. Once he was in a particularly good mood: he made such a mirror in which everything good and beautiful was utterly reduced, yet the worthless and ugly, on the contrary, appeared even brighter, it seemed even worse. The most beautiful landscapes looked like boiled spinach in it, and the best of people looked like freaks, or it seemed that they were standing upside down, but they had no bellies at all! Faces were distorted to the point that it was impossible to recognize them; if someone had a freckle or a mole on his face, it spread all over his face.

The devil was terribly amused by all this. A kind, pious human thought was reflected in the mirror with an unimaginable grimace, so that the troll could not help laughing, rejoicing at his invention. All the students of the troll - he had his own school - talked about the mirror as if it were some kind of miracle.

“Now only,” they said, “you can see the whole world and people in their true light!

And so they ran with the mirror everywhere; soon there was not a single country, not a single person left that would not be reflected in it in a distorted form. Finally, they wanted to get to heaven to laugh at the angels and the creator himself. The higher they climbed, the more the mirror grimaced and writhed from grimaces; they could barely hold it in their hands. But then they got up again, and suddenly the mirror was so warped that it escaped from their hands, flew to the ground and shattered. Millions, billions of its fragments, however, have done even more trouble than the mirror itself. Some of them were no more than a grain of sand, scattered around the wide world, fell, it happened, into people's eyes, and so they remained there. A person with such a shard in his eye began to see everything upside down or to notice only the bad sides in every thing, because each shard retained the property that distinguished the mirror itself.

For some people, the fragments hit right in the heart, and this was the worst: the heart turned into a piece of ice. There were large ones between these fragments, such that they could be inserted into window frames, but it was not worth looking at your good friends through these windows. Finally, there were also such fragments that went on glasses, only the trouble was if people put them on in order to look at things and judge them more correctly! And the evil troll laughed to the point of colic, the success of this invention tickled him so pleasantly.

But many more fragments of the mirror flew around the world. Let's hear about them.

In a big city, where there are so many houses and people that not everyone and everyone manages to fence off at least a small place for a garden, and where therefore most of the inhabitants have to be content with indoor flowers in pots, there lived two poor children, but they had a garden larger than a flower pot. They were not related, but they loved each other like brother and sister. Their parents lived in the attics of adjacent houses. The roofs of the houses almost converged, and under the ledges of the roofs there was a gutter, which fell just under the window of each attic. It was worth, thus, to step out of some window onto the gutter, and you could find yourself at the window of the neighbors.

My parents each had a large wooden box; roots grew in them and small bushes of roses, one in each, showered with wonderful flowers. It occurred to the parents to put these boxes at the bottom of the gutters; thus, from one window to another stretched like two flower beds. Peas descended from the boxes in green garlands, rose bushes peered into the windows and intertwined branches; something like a triumphal gate of greenery and flowers was formed. Since the boxes were very high and the children firmly knew that they were not allowed to climb on them, the parents often allowed the boy and girl to visit each other on the roof and sit on a bench under roses. And what fun games they played here!

In winter, this pleasure ceased, the windows were often covered with ice patterns. But the children heated copper coins on the stove and applied them to the frozen glass - a wonderful round hole immediately thawed, and a cheerful, affectionate eye peered into it - each looked out of his window, a boy and a girl, Kai and

Gerda. In the summer they could find themselves visiting each other with one jump, and in the winter they had to first go down many, many steps down, and then go up the same amount. There was snow in the yard.

- It's white bees swarming! said the old grandmother.

“Do they also have a queen?” the boy asked; he knew real bees had one.

- Eat! Grandmother answered. - Snowflakes surround her in a dense swarm, but she is larger than all of them and never remains on the ground - she always rushes on a black cloud. Often at night she flies through the city streets and looks into the windows; that's why - they are covered with ice patterns, like flowers!

- Seen, seen! - the children said and believed that all this was the absolute truth.

"Can't the Snow Queen come in here?" the girl asked once.

- Let him try! the boy said. - I'll put it on a warm stove, so it grows!

But the grandmother patted him on the head and started talking about something else.

In the evening, when Kai was already at home and had almost completely undressed, about to go to bed, he climbed onto a chair by the window and looked into a small circle thawed on the window pane. Snowflakes fluttered outside the window; one of them, the larger one, fell on the edge of the flower box and began to grow, grow, until at last it turned into a woman wrapped in the thinnest white tulle, woven, it seemed, from millions of snow stars. She was so lovely, so tender, all of dazzling white ice and yet alive! Her eyes sparkled like stars, but there was neither warmth nor meekness in them. She nodded to the boy and beckoned him with her hand. The little boy was frightened and jumped off the chair; something like a large bird flashed past the window.

The next day there was a glorious frost, but then there was a thaw, and then spring came. The sun was shining, the flower boxes were all green again, the swallows were nesting under the roof, the windows were opened, and the children could again sit in their little garden on the roof.

The roses have bloomed beautifully all summer. The girl learned a psalm, which also spoke of roses; the girl sang it to the boy, thinking about her roses, and he sang along with her:

Roses are blooming... Beauty, beauty!

We will soon see the Christ child.

The children sang, holding hands, kissed roses, looked at the clear sun and talked to it - it seemed to them that the infant Christ himself was looking at them from it.

What a wonderful summer it was, and how good it was under the bushes of fragrant roses, which, it seemed, were supposed to bloom forever!

Kai and Gerda sat and examined a book with pictures - animals and birds; the big clock tower struck five.

- Ai! the boy suddenly exclaimed. - I was stabbed right in the heart, and something got into my eye!

The girl threw her arm around his neck, he blinked, but there seemed to be nothing in his eye.

It must have jumped out! - he said.

But that's the point, it's not. Two fragments of the devil's mirror fell into his heart and into his eye, in which, as we, of course, remember, everything great and good seemed insignificant and ugly, and evil and bad was reflected even brighter, the bad sides of each thing came out even sharper. Poor Kai! Now his heart should have turned into a piece of ice! The pain in the eye and in the heart has already passed, but the fragments themselves remained in them.

Story one
Mirror and its fragments

Let's start! When we reach the end of our history, we will know more than we do now. So, once upon a time there was a troll, feisty-preslying; it was the devil himself. Once he was in a particularly good mood: he made such a mirror in which everything good and beautiful was utterly reduced, everything worthless and ugly, on the contrary, appeared even brighter, it seemed even worse. The most beautiful landscapes looked like boiled spinach in it, and the best of people looked like freaks, or it seemed that they were standing upside down, but they had no bellies at all! Faces were distorted to the point that it was impossible to recognize them; if someone had a freckle or a mole on his face, it spread all over his face.

The devil was terribly amused by all this. A kind, pious human thought was reflected in the mirror with an unimaginable grimace, so that the troll could not help laughing, rejoicing at his invention. All the students of the troll - he had his own school - talked about the mirror as if it were some kind of miracle.

“Now only,” they said, “you can see the whole world and people in their true light!

And so they ran with the mirror everywhere; soon there was not a single country, not a single person who would not be reflected in it in a distorted form. Finally, they wanted to get to heaven to laugh at the angels and the creator himself. The higher they climbed, the more the mirror grimaced and writhed from grimaces; they could barely hold it in their hands. But then they got up again, and suddenly the mirror was so skewed that it escaped from their hands, flew to the ground and shattered. Millions, billions of its fragments, however, have done even more trouble than the mirror itself. Some of them were no more than a grain of sand, scattered around the wide world, fell, it happened, into people's eyes, and so they remained there. A person with such a shard in his eye began to see everything upside down or to notice only the bad sides in every thing, because each shard retained the property that distinguished the mirror itself.

For some people, the fragments hit right in the heart, and this was the worst: the heart turned into a piece of ice. There were large ones between these fragments, such that they could be inserted into window frames, but it was not worth looking at your good friends through these windows. Finally, there were also such fragments that went on glasses, only the trouble was if people put them on in order to look at things and judge them more correctly! And the evil troll laughed to the point of colic, the success of this invention tickled him so pleasantly.

But many more fragments of the mirror flew around the world. Let's hear about them.

Story two
boy and girl

In a big city, where there are so many houses and people that not everyone and everyone manages to fence off at least a small place for a garden, and where therefore most of the inhabitants have to be content with indoor flowers in pots, there lived two poor children, but they had a garden larger than a flower pot. They were not related, but they loved each other like brother and sister. Their parents lived in the attics of adjacent houses. The roofs of the houses almost converged, and under the ledges of the roofs there was a gutter that fell just under the window of each attic. It was worth, therefore, to step out of some window onto the gutter, and you could find yourself at the window of the neighbors.

My parents each had a large wooden box; roots grew in them and small bushes of roses, one in each, showered with wonderful flowers. It occurred to the parents to put these boxes at the bottom of the gutters; thus, from one window to another stretched like two flower beds. Peas descended from the boxes in green garlands, rose bushes peeped through the windows and intertwined branches; something like a triumphal gate of greenery and flowers was formed. Since the boxes were very high and the children knew for sure that they were not allowed to climb on them, the parents often allowed the boy and girl to visit each other on the roof and sit on a bench under roses. And what fun games they played here!

In winter, this pleasure ceased, the windows were often covered with ice patterns. But the children heated copper coins on the stove and applied them to the frozen panes - a wonderful round hole immediately thawed, and a cheerful, affectionate eye peered into it - each looked out of his window, a boy and a girl, Kai and Gerda. In the summer they could find themselves visiting each other with one jump, and in the winter they had to first go down many, many steps down, and then go up the same amount. There was snow in the yard.

- It's white bees swarming! said the old grandmother.

“Do they also have a queen?” the boy asked; he knew real bees had one.

- Eat! Grandmother answered. - Snowflakes surround her in a dense swarm, but she is larger than all of them and never remains on the ground - she always rushes on a black cloud. Often at night she flies through the city streets and looks into the windows; that's why they are covered with ice patterns, like flowers!

- Seen, seen! - the children said and believed that all this was the absolute truth.

"Can't the Snow Queen come in here?" the girl asked once.

- Let him try! the boy said. - I'll put her on a warm stove, now she's growing!

But the grandmother patted him on the head and started talking about something else.

In the evening, when Kai was already at home and had almost completely undressed, about to go to bed, he climbed onto a chair by the window and looked into a small circle thawed on the window pane. Snowflakes fluttered outside the window; one of them, the larger one, fell on the edge of the flower box and began to grow, grow, until at last it turned into a woman wrapped in the thinnest white tulle, woven, it seemed, from millions of snow stars. She was so lovely, so tender, all of dazzling white ice and yet alive! Her eyes sparkled like stars, but there was neither warmth nor meekness in them. She nodded to the boy and beckoned him with her hand. The little boy was frightened and jumped off the chair; something like a large bird flashed past the window.

The next day there was a glorious frost, but then there was a thaw, and then spring came. The sun was shining, the flower boxes were all green again, the swallows were nesting under the roof, the windows were opened, and the children could again sit in their little garden on the roof.

The roses have bloomed beautifully all summer. The girl learned a psalm, which also spoke of roses; the girl sang it to the boy, thinking about her roses, and he sang along with her:

Roses are blooming... Beauty, beauty!
We will soon see the Christ child.

The children sang, holding hands, kissed roses, looked at the clear sun and talked to it - it seemed to them that the infant Christ himself was looking at them from it.

What a wonderful summer it was, and how good it was under the bushes of fragrant roses, which, it seemed, were supposed to bloom forever!

Kai and Gerda sat and examined a book with pictures - animals and birds; the big clock tower struck five.

- Ai! the boy suddenly exclaimed. - I was stabbed right in the heart, and something got into my eye!

The girl threw her arm around his neck, he blinked, but there seemed to be nothing in his eye.

It must have jumped out! - he said.

But that's the point, it's not. Two fragments of the devil's mirror fell into his heart and into his eye, in which, as we, of course, remember, everything great and good seemed insignificant and ugly, and evil and evil was reflected even brighter, the bad sides of each thing came out even sharper. Poor Kai! Now his heart should have turned into a piece of ice! The pain in the eye and in the heart has already passed, but the fragments themselves remained in them.

- What are you crying about? he asked Gerda. - Wu! How ugly are you now! It doesn't hurt me at all! Ugh! he suddenly shouted. - This rose is sharpened by a worm! And that one is completely crooked!

What ugly roses! No better than boxes in which they stick out!

And he, pushing the box with his foot, tore out two roses.

- Kai, what are you doing? - the girl screamed, and he, seeing her fright, pulled out another one and ran away from pretty little Gerda through his window.

If after that the girl brought him a book with pictures, he said that these pictures are good only for babies; if the old woman told something, he found fault with the words. Yes, if only this! And then he got to the point that he began to mimic her walk, put on her glasses and imitate her voice! It came out very similar and made people laugh. Soon the boy learned to imitate all the neighbors - he was very good at showing off all their oddities and shortcomings - and people said:

What a head this little boy has!

And the reason for everything was the fragments of the mirror that hit him in the eye and in the heart. That is why he even mimicked the pretty little Gerda, who loved him with all her heart.

And his amusements have now become completely different, so sophisticated. Once in the winter, when it was snowing, he came with a large burning glass and put the skirt of his blue jacket under the snow.

“Look in the glass, Gerda!” - he said. Each snowflake seemed much larger under the glass than it actually was, and looked like a magnificent flower or a ten-pointed star. What a miracle!

See how well done! Kai said. “This is much more interesting than real flowers!”

And what precision! Not a single wrong line! Ah, if only they had not melted!

A little later, Kai appeared in big mittens, with a sled behind his back, shouted into Gerda's ear:

“They let me ride in the big square with the other boys!” - And running.

There were a lot of children on the square. Those who were more daring tied their sledges to the peasants' sledges and thus rode away contentedly. The fun went on and on. In the midst of it, large sledges painted white appeared on the square. In them sat a man, all gone in a white fur coat and a similar cap. The sleigh circled the square twice: Kai quickly tied his sledge to it and drove off.

The big sledges sped faster and then turned off the square into a side street. The man sitting in them turned around and nodded to Kai, as though he were familiar. Kai several times tried to untie his sled, but the man in the fur coat nodded to him, and he rode on. Here they are outside the city gates. Snow suddenly fell in flakes, it got so dark that not a single light could be seen all around. The boy hurriedly let go of the rope, which caught on the big sledge, but his sledge seemed to stick to the big sledge and continued to fly in a whirlwind. Kai screamed loudly - no one heard him! The snow was falling, the sledges were racing, diving in snowdrifts, jumping over hedges and ditches. Kai was trembling all over, he wanted to read the Our Father, but in his mind one multiplication table was spinning.

The snowflakes kept growing and finally turned into big white hens. Suddenly they scattered to the sides, the big sledge stopped, and the man sitting in it stood up. It was a tall, slender, dazzling white woman - the Snow Queen; and her fur coat and hat were made of snow.

Summary of the fairy tale The Snow Queen The main characters of the fairy tale "The Snow Queen" Kai and Gerda lived together in a small town, but one day they quarreled and the Snow Queen took the boy to her, promising to turn his heart into a piece of ice. Gerda decided to save the boy and went in search. On the way to the castle of the Northern Queen, she met various people, good and not very good: the Sorceress, the Prince and the Princess, the Little Robber, the Lapland and the Fink. At first they all wanted to interfere with the girl, but when they found out who she was looking for, they helped her. Having reached the palace of the Snow Queen, Gerda melted the boy's icy heart with her love and tears. The castle collapsed, and the happy heroes returned home.

The Snow Queen in 7 parts - Andersen - read a fairy tale.
1. THE MIRROR AND ITS SHARDS

Let's start! When we reach the end of our history, we will know more than we do now. So, once upon a time there was a troll, feisty-preslying; it was the devil himself. Once he was in a particularly good mood: he made such a mirror in which everything good and beautiful was utterly reduced, everything worthless and ugly, on the contrary, appeared even brighter, it seemed even worse. The most beautiful landscapes looked like boiled spinach in it, and the best of people looked like freaks or seemed to be standing upside down and without bellies! Faces were distorted to the point that it was impossible to recognize them; if someone had a freckle or a mole on his face, it spread all over his face. The devil was terribly amused by all this. A kind, pious human thought was reflected in the mirror with an unimaginable grimace, so that the troll could not help laughing, rejoicing at his invention. All the students of the troll - he had his own school - talked about the mirror as some kind of miracle. - Now only - they said - you can see the whole world and people in their true light! And they ran with the mirror everywhere; soon there was not a single country, not a single person who would not be reflected in it in a distorted form. Finally, they wanted to get to heaven to laugh at the angels and the Creator himself. The higher they climbed, the more the mirror grimaced and writhed from grimaces; they could barely hold it in their hands. But then they got up again, and suddenly the mirror was so skewed that it escaped from their hands, flew to the ground and shattered. Millions, billions of its fragments, however, have done even more trouble than the mirror itself. Some of them were no more than a grain of sand, scattered around the wide world, fell, it happened, into people's eyes, and so they remained there. A person with such a shard in his eye began to see everything upside down or to notice in every thing only its bad sides, because each shard retained the property that distinguished the mirror itself. For some people, the fragments hit right in the heart, and this was the worst: the heart turned into a piece of ice. There were large ones between these fragments, such that they could be inserted into window frames, but it was not worth looking at your good friends through these windows. Finally, there were also such fragments that went on glasses, only the trouble was if people put them on in order to look at things and judge them more correctly! And the evil troll laughed to the point of colic: the success of his invention tickled him so pleasantly. But many more fragments of the mirror flew around the world. Let's listen!

2. BOY AND GIRL - Snow Queen - Andersen

In a big city, where there are so many houses and people that not everyone and everyone manages to fence off at least a small place for a garden, and where therefore most of the inhabitants have to be content with indoor flowers in pots, there lived two poor children, but they had a garden larger than a flower pot. They were not related, but they loved each other like brother and sister. Their parents lived in the attics of adjacent houses. The roofs of the houses almost converged, and under the ledges of the roofs there was a gutter that fell just under the window of each attic. It was worth, therefore, to step out of some window onto the gutter and you could find yourself at the window of the neighbors. My parents each had a large wooden box; roots grew in them and small rose bushes (one in each), showered with wonderful flowers. It occurred to the parents to put these boxes across the gutters - in this way, from one window to another stretched like two rows of flowers. Peas descended from the boxes in green garlands, rose bushes peeped through the windows and intertwined branches; something like a triumphal gate of greenery and flowers was formed. Since the boxes were very high and the children knew for sure that they were not allowed to climb on them, the parents often allowed the boy and girl to visit each other on the roof and sit on a bench under roses. And what fun games they had here! In winter, this pleasure ceased: the windows were often covered with ice patterns. But the children heated copper coins on the stove and applied them to the frozen panes - a wonderful round hole immediately thawed, and a cheerful, affectionate eye peered into it - each boy and girl looked out of their window: Kai and Gerda. In summer, in one jump, they could find themselves visiting each other, and in winter, they had to first go down many, many steps down, and then climb the same number up. There was snow in the yard. - It's swarming white bees! - said the grandmother. “Do they also have a queen?” - asked the boy; he knew real bees had one. - Eat! Grandma answered. - Snowflakes surround her in a dense swarm, but she is larger than all of them and never remains on the ground - she always rushes on a black cloud. Often at night she flies through the city streets and looks into the windows; that's why they are covered with ice patterns, like flowers! - Seen, seen! - the children said and believed that all this was the absolute truth. - Can't the Snow Queen come in here? - asked the girl. - Let him try! - said the boy. - I'll put it on a warm stove, so it will melt! But the grandmother patted him on the head and started talking about something else. In the evening, when Kai was already at home and had almost completely undressed, about to go to bed, he climbed onto a chair by the window and looked into a small circle thawed on the window pane. Snowflakes fluttered outside the window; one of them, a larger one, fell on the edge of a flower box and began to grow, grow, until, finally, she turned into a woman wrapped in the thinnest white tulle, woven, it seemed, from millions of snow stars. She was so lovely, so tender - all of dazzling white ice and yet alive! Her eyes sparkled like stars, but there was neither warmth nor meekness in them. She nodded to the boy and beckoned him with her hand. The little boy was frightened and jumped off the chair; something like a large bird flashed past the window.
The next day there was a glorious frost, but then there was a thaw, and there came the red spring. The sun was shining, the flower boxes were all green again, the swallows were nesting under the roof, the windows were opened, and the children could again sit in their little garden on the roof. The roses have bloomed beautifully all summer. The girl learned a psalm, which also spoke of roses; the girl sang it to the boy, thinking about her roses, and he sang along with her: The roses in the valleys are already blooming, the Christ Child is with us here! The children sang, holding hands, kissed roses, looked at the clear sun and talked to it: it seemed to them that the infant Christ himself was looking at them from it. What a wonderful summer it was and how good it was under the bushes of fragrant roses, which, it seemed, were supposed to bloom forever! Kai and Gerda sat and examined a book with pictures - animals and birds; the big clock tower struck five. - Ai! the boy suddenly exclaimed. - I was stabbed right in the heart, and something got into my eye! The girl threw her arm around his neck, he blinked his eyes, but nothing was visible in any of them. - It must have jumped out! - he said. But that's the point, it's not. Two fragments of the devil's mirror fell into his heart and into his eye, in which, as we, of course, remember, everything great and good seemed insignificant and ugly, and evil and evil was reflected even brighter, the bad sides of each thing came out even sharper. Poor Kai! Now his heart should have turned into a piece of ice! The pain in the eye and in the heart has already passed, but the fragments themselves remained in them. - What are you crying about? he asked Gerda. - Wu! How ugly you are now! It doesn't hurt me at all! Ugh! he then shouted. - This rose is sharpened by a worm! And that one is completely crooked! What ugly roses! No better than boxes in which they stick out! And he, pushing the box with his foot, tore out two roses. - Kai, what are you doing? - the girl screamed, and he, seeing her fright, pulled out another one and ran away from pretty little Gerda through his window. If after that the girl brought him a book with pictures, he said that these pictures are good only for babies; if his grandmother told him anything, he found fault with the words. Yes, at least one of these! And then he got to the point that he began to mimic her walk, put on her glasses and imitate her voice! It came out very similar and made people laugh. Soon the boy learned to imitate all the neighbors - he perfectly knew how to flaunt all their oddities and shortcomings, and people said: - What a head this little boy has! And the reason for everything was the fragments of the mirror that hit him in the eye and in the heart. That is why he even mimicked the pretty little Gerda, who loved him with all her heart. And his amusements have now become completely different, so sophisticated. Once in the winter, when a snowball was fluttering, he came with a large burning glass and put the skirt of his blue jacket under the snow. - Look in the glass, Gerda! - he said. Each snowflake seemed much larger under the glass than it actually was, and looked like a magnificent flower or a ten-pointed star. What a miracle! - See how well done! Kai said. - This is much more interesting than real flowers! And what precision! Not a single wrong line! Ah, if only they had not melted! A little later, Kai appeared in big mittens, with a sled behind his back, shouted in Gerda's very ear: "I was allowed to ride on a large area with other boys!" - And running. There were a lot of children on the square. Those who were more daring tied their sledges to the peasants' sledges and thus rolled quite far. The fun went on and on. In the midst of it, large sledges painted white appeared on the square. In them sat a man, all gone in a white fur coat and a similar cap. The sleigh circled the square twice; Kai quickly tied his sled to them and rolled. The big sledges sped faster and then turned off the square into a side street. The man sitting in them turned around and nodded to Kai, as though he were familiar. Kai several times tried to untie his sledge, but the man in the fur coat nodded to him, and he continued to ride. Here they are outside the city gates. Snow suddenly fell in flakes, it got so dark that not a single light could be seen all around. The boy hurried to let go of the rope, which caught hold of the big sledge, but his sledge seemed to be rooted to the big sledge and continued to fly like a whirlwind. Kai screamed loudly - no one heard him! The snow was falling, the sledges were racing, diving in snowdrifts, jumping over hedges and ditches. Kai was trembling all over, he wanted to read the Our Father, but in his mind one multiplication table was spinning. The snowflakes kept growing and finally turned into big white hens. Suddenly they scattered to the sides, the big sledge stopped, and the man sitting in it stood up. It was a tall, slender, dazzling white woman - the Snow Queen; both her fur coat and her hat were made of snow.
- Nice ride! - she said. - But you're completely cold. Get into my coat! And, putting the boy into her sleigh, she wrapped him in her fur coat; Kai seemed to sink into a snowdrift. - Are you still cold? she asked and kissed him on the forehead. Wu! Her kiss was colder than ice, pierced him with cold through and through and reached the very heart, and it was already half icy. For one minute it seemed to Kai that he was about to die, but, on the contrary, it became easier, he even completely stopped feeling cold. - My sleds! Don't forget my sleigh! he thought first of all about the sled. And the sledge was tied on the back of one of the white hens, which flew with them after the big sledge. The Snow Queen kissed Kai again, and he forgot Gerda, and his grandmother, and all the household. - I won't kiss you again! - she said. "Or I'll kiss you to death!" Kai looked at her - she was so pretty! He could not have imagined a smarter, more charming face. Now she did not seem to him icy, as she had been sitting outside the window and nodding her head to him; now she seemed perfect to him. He was not at all afraid of her and told her that he knew all four operations of arithmetic, and even with fractions, he knew how many square miles and inhabitants each country, and she only smiled in response. And then it seemed to him that he really knew little, and he fixed his eyes on the endless air space. At the same moment, the Snow Queen flew with him onto a dark lead cloud, and they rushed. The storm howled and groaned as if singing old songs; they flew over forests and lakes, over seas and solid land; below them cold winds blew, wolves howled, snow sparkled, black crows flew with a cry, and above them shone a large clear moon. Kai looked at him all the long, long winter night - during the day he slept at the feet of the Snow Queen.

3. A FLOWER BOARD OF A WOMAN WHO KNEW TO SPELL - Snow Queen - read

And what happened to Gerda when Kai did not return? And where did he go? Nobody knew it, nobody could tell anything about him. The boys said only that they saw him tying his sledge to a large magnificent sledge, which then turned into an alley and drove out of the city gates.
Nobody knew where he had gone. Many tears were shed for him; Gerda wept bitterly and for a long time. Finally, they decided that he had died, drowned in the river that flowed outside the city. The dark winter days dragged on for a long time. But then spring came, the sun came out. - Kai is dead and will never come back! Gerda said. - I do not believe! Sunlight answered. He is dead and will never come back! she repeated to the swallows. - We don't believe it! they replied. In the end, Gerda herself stopped believing it. “I’ll put on my new red shoes: Kai has never seen them yet,” she said one morning, “and I’ll go to the river to ask about him.” It was still very early; she kissed her sleeping grandmother, put on her red shoes, and ran all alone out of town, straight to the river. - Is it true that you took my sworn brother? I'll give you my red shoes if you give it back to me! And it seemed to the girl that the waves were somehow strangely nodding to her; then she took off her red shoes, her first jewel, and threw them into the river. But they fell right at the shore, and the waves immediately carried them to land - the river seemed not to want to take her best jewel from the girl, since she could not return Kai to her. The girl, however, thought that she had not thrown her shoes very far, climbed into the boat, which was rocking in the reeds, stood on the very edge of the stern and again threw the shoes into the water. The boat was not tied and pushed off the shore. The girl wanted to quickly jump onto land, but while she was making her way from stern to bow, the boat had already moved a whole arshin from the shore and quickly rushed downstream. Gerda was terribly frightened and began to cry and scream, but no one except the sparrows heard her cries; the sparrows, however, could not carry her to land, and only flew after her along the shore and chirped, as if wishing to console her: “We are here! We are here!" The boat was carried further and further away; Gerda sat quietly, in nothing but stockings; her red shoes followed the boat, but could not overtake her. The banks of the river were very beautiful - wonderful flowers could be seen everywhere, tall sprawling trees, meadows on which sheep and cows grazed, but nowhere was a human soul to be seen. “Maybe the river is taking me to Kai!” - thought Gerda, cheered up, got to her feet and admired the beautiful green shores for a long, long time. But then she sailed to a large cherry orchard, in which there was a house with colored glass in the windows and a thatched roof. Two wooden soldiers stood at the door and saluted everyone who passed by with their guns. Gerda shouted to them: she mistook them for the living, but they, of course, did not answer her. So she swam even closer to them, the boat approached almost to the very shore, and the girl screamed even louder. Out of the house came out, leaning on a stick, an old, very old woman in a big straw hat painted with wonderful flowers. - Oh, you poor baby! - said the old woman. - How did you get on such a big, fast river and climbed so far? With these words, the old woman entered the water, hooked the boat with her stick, pulled it to the shore and landed Gerda. Gerda was very glad that she finally found herself on dry land, although she was afraid of someone else's old woman. - Well, let's go, but tell me who you are and how you got here? - said the old woman. Gerda began to tell her about everything, and the old woman shook her head and repeated: “Hm! hm! But now the girl had finished and asked the old woman if she had seen Kai. She replied that he had not yet passed here, but, probably, he would pass, so that the girl had nothing to grieve about yet - she would rather try cherries and admire the flowers that grow in the garden: they are more beautiful than those drawn in any picture book and everyone knows how to tell fairy tales! Then the old woman took Gerda by the hand, took her to her house and locked the door with a key.
The windows were high from the floor and all of multi-colored - red, blue and yellow - glass; in accordance with this, the room itself was illuminated by some surprisingly bright, iridescent light. There was a basket of wonderful cherries on the table, and Gerda could eat them as much as she liked; while she ate, the old woman combed her hair with a golden comb. Her hair curled in curls and surrounded the fresh, round, like a rose, little girl's face with a golden glow. "I've wanted to have such a pretty girl for a long time!" - said the old woman. - Here you will see how well we will live with you! And she continued to comb the girl's curls, and the longer she combed, the more Gerda forgot her named brother Kai: the old woman knew how to conjure. She was not an evil sorceress and conjured only occasionally, for her own pleasure; now she really wanted to keep Gerda. And so she went into the garden, touched with her stick all the rose bushes, and as they stood in full bloom, they all went deep, deep into the ground, and there was no trace of them. The old woman was afraid that Gerda, at the sight of the roses, would remember her own people, and then Kai, and run away from her. Having done her job, the old woman took Gerda to the flower garden. The girl's eyes widened: there were flowers of all kinds and all seasons. What a beauty, what a fragrance! In all the world one could not find more colorful picture books, more beautiful than this flower garden. Gerda jumped for joy and played among the flowers until the sun went down behind the tall cherry trees. Then they put her in a wonderful bed with red silk feather beds stuffed with blue violets; the girl fell asleep, and she had such dreams as a queen sees on her wedding day. The next day Gerda was again allowed to play in the sun. So many days passed. Gerda knew every flower in the garden, but no matter how many there were, it still seemed to her that something was missing, but which one? Once she sat and looked at the old woman's straw hat, painted with flowers; the most beautiful of them was just a rose - the old woman forgot to erase it. That's what distraction means! - How! Are there any roses here? - said Gerda and immediately ran to look for them all over the garden - there is not a single one! Then the girl sank to the ground and wept. Warm tears fell right on the spot where one of the rose bushes used to stand, and as soon as they wet the ground, the bush instantly grew out of it, just as fresh, blooming as before. Gerda wrapped her arms around him, began to kiss the roses and remembered those wonderful roses that bloomed at her house, and at the same time about Kai. - How did I hesitate! - said the girl. - I have to look for Kai! .. Do you know where he is? she asked the roses. - Do you believe that he died and will not return again?
- He didn't die! the roses said. - We were underground, where all the dead, but Kai was not among them. - Thank you! - said Gerda and went to other flowers, looked into their cups and asked: “Do you know where Kai is?” But each flower basked in the sun and thought only of its own fairy tale or story; Gerda heard a lot of them, but not one of the flowers said a word about Kai. What did the fiery lily tell her? - Do you hear the drum beat? Boom! boom! The sounds are very monotonous: boom! boom! Listen to the mournful singing of women! Hear the cries of the priests!.. A Hindu widow stands at the stake in a long red robe. The flame covers her and the body of her dead husband, but she thinks of him alive - of him, whose eyes burned her heart more than the flame that will now incinerate her body. Can the flame of the heart be extinguished in the flame of a fire? - I don't understand anything! Gerda said. - This is my fairy tale! - answered the fiery lily. What did the bindweed say? - A narrow mountain path leads to an ancient knight's castle proudly towering on a rock. The old brick walls are thickly covered with ivy. Its leaves cling to the balcony, and on the balcony stands a lovely girl; she leaned over the railing and looked at the road. The girl is fresher than a rose, more airy than an apple-tree flower swayed by the wind. How her silk dress rustles! Isn't he coming? Are you talking about Kai? asked Gerda. - I tell my fairy tale, my dreams! - answered the bindweed. What did the little snowdrop say? - A long board swings between the trees - this is a swing. Two pretty girls are sitting on the board; their dresses are as white as snow, and long green silk ribbons flutter from their hats. The brother, older than them, stands behind the sisters, holding onto the ropes with the bends of his elbows; in his hands, in one - a small cup of soapy water, in the other - a clay tube. He blows bubbles, the board sways, the bubbles fly through the air, shimmering in the sun with all the colors of the rainbow. Here is one hanging on the end of the tube and swaying from the wind. A little black dog, light as a soap bubble, gets up on its hind legs, and puts its front paws on the board, but the board flies up, the dog falls, yaps and gets angry. Children tease her, bubbles burst ... A swinging board, foam flying through the air - that's my song! - She may be good, but you say all this in such a sad tone! And again, not a word about Kai! What will the hyacinths say? - Once upon a time there were three slender, airy beauties of the sister. On one dress was red, on the other - blue, on the third - completely white. Hand in hand they danced in the clear moonlight by the still lake. They were not elves, but real girls. A sweet fragrance filled the air, and the girls disappeared into the forest. Here the aroma became even stronger, even sweeter - three coffins floated out of the thicket of the forest; beautiful sisters lay in them, and around them fluttered, like living lights, luminous bugs. Are the girls sleeping or dead? The scent of the flowers says they are dead. The evening bell tolls for the dead! - You made me sad! Gerda said. - Your bells also smell so strong! .. Now dead girls do not go out of my head! Oh, is Kai dead too? But the roses were underground and they say that he is not there! - Ding-dang! hyacinth bells rang out. - We're not calling over Kai! We don't even know him! We call our own ditty; we don't know the other one! And Gerda went to the golden dandelion shining in the brilliant green grass. - You little bright sun! Gerda told him. - Tell me, do you know where I can look for my named brother? Dandelion shone even brighter and looked at the girl. What song did he sing to her? Alas! And in this song not a word was said about Kai! - Early spring, God's clear sun affably shines on a small courtyard. Swallows hover near the white wall adjoining the neighbors' yard. From the green grass, the first yellow flowers peep out, sparkling in the sun, like gold. An old grandmother came out to sit in the yard; her granddaughter, a poor maid, came from among the guests, and kissed the old woman warmly. A girl's kiss is more precious than gold - it comes straight from the heart. Gold on her lips, gold in her heart, gold in the sky in the morning! That's all! Dandelion said. - My poor grandmother! Gerda sighed. - How she misses me, how she grieves! No less than she grieved for Kai! But I'll be back soon and bring him with me. There is nothing more to ask the flowers: you will not achieve anything with them, they only know their songs! And she tied her skirt up to make it easier to run, but when she wanted to jump over the yellow lily, she whipped her legs. Gerda stopped, looked at the long flower and asked: - Maybe you know something? And she leaned towards him, waiting for an answer. What did the yellow lily say? - I see myself! I see myself! Oh, how fragrant I am! .. High, high in a small closet, under the very roof, there is a half-dressed dancer. She then balances on one leg, then again stands firmly on both and tramples the whole world with them, because she is a deception of the eyes. Here she is pouring water from a teapot onto some white piece of matter that she is holding in her hands. This is her corsage. Cleanliness is the best beauty! A white skirt hangs on a nail driven into the wall; the skirt was also washed with water from the kettle and dried on the roof! Here the girl is dressing and tying a bright yellow handkerchief around her neck, which sets off the whiteness of the dress even more sharply. Again one leg soars into the air! Look how straight it stands on the other, like a flower on its stalk! I see myself, I see myself! - Yes, I have little to do with this! Gerda said. - There is nothing for me to tell about it! And she ran out of the garden. The door was locked only with a latch; Gerda pulled the rusty bolt, he succumbed, the door opened, and the girl, so barefoot, began to run along the road! She looked back three times, but no one pursued her. Finally she got tired, sat down on a stone and looked around: the summer had already passed, it was late autumn in the courtyard, and in the old woman’s wonderful garden, where the sun always shone and flowers of all seasons bloomed, this was not noticeable! - God! How I lingered! After all, autumn is in the yard! There is no time for rest! - said Gerda, and again set off on her way. Oh, how her poor, tired legs hurt! How cold and damp it was in the air! The leaves on the willows were completely yellowed, the fog settled on them in large drops and flowed down to the ground; the leaves fell off like that. One blackthorn stood all covered with astringent, tart berries. How grey, gloomy the whole world looked!

4. PRINCE AND PRINCESS - Snow Queen - Andersen

Gerda had to sit down again to rest. A large raven jumped in the snow in front of her; he looked at the girl for a long, long time, nodding his head to her, and finally spoke: - Kar-kar! Hello! He could not pronounce it more humanly than this, but, apparently, he wished the girl well and asked her where she was wandering in the wide world all alone? Gerda understood the words "alone and alone" perfectly and immediately felt all their meaning. Having told the raven all her life, the girl asked if he had seen Kai? The raven shook his head thoughtfully and said: “Perhaps, perhaps! - How? Is it true? - exclaimed the girl and almost strangled the raven with kisses. - Be quiet, be quiet! - said the raven. - I think it was your Kai! But now he must have forgotten you and his princess! - Does he live with the princess? asked Gerda. - But listen! - said the raven. “But it’s terribly difficult for me to speak your way!” Now, if you understood like a crow, I would tell you about everything much better. No, they didn't teach me that! Gerda said. - Grandma, she understands! It would be nice if I could too! - That is OK! - said the raven. I'll tell you what I can, even if it's bad. And he told about everything that only he knew. - In the kingdom where we are with you, there is a princess, such a clever woman that it is impossible to say! She has read all the newspapers in the world and has already forgotten everything she has read - what a clever girl! One day she was sitting on the throne - and this is not much fun, as people say - and she sang a song: “Why shouldn’t I get married?” “But indeed!” - she thought, and she wanted to get married. But for her husband she wanted to choose for herself such a man who would be able to answer when they spoke to him, and not such that he could only put on airs: it's so boring! And so they called all the ladies of the court with a drumbeat and announced to them the will of the princess. They were all very pleased and said: “This is what we like! We’ve been thinking about this ourselves recently!” All this is true! - added the raven. - I have a bride at court, she is tame, - from her I know all this. His bride was a crow. - The next day, all the newspapers came out with a border of hearts and with the monograms of the princess. It was announced in the newspapers that every young man of good appearance could come to the palace and talk with the princess; the one who will behave quite freely, as at home, and will be the most eloquent of all, the princess will choose her husband! Yes Yes! repeated the raven. - All this is as true as the fact that I am sitting here in front of you! The people poured into the palace in droves, there was a stampede and a crush, but nothing came of it either on the first or on the second day. On the street, all the suitors spoke perfectly, but as soon as they stepped over the palace threshold, saw the guard, all in silver, and the lackeys in gold, and entered the huge, light-filled halls, they were dumbfounded. They will approach the throne where the princess sits, and they only repeat her last words, but she didn’t need that at all! It’s true, they were all definitely drugged with dope! And when they went out of the gate, they again found the gift of speech. From the very gates to the doors of the palace stretched a long, long tail of suitors. I have been there and seen it! The suitors wanted to eat and drink, but they were not even given a glass of water from the palace. True, those who were smarter stocked up on sandwiches, but the thrifty no longer shared with their neighbors, thinking to themselves: “Let them starve, emaciate - the princess will not take them!” - Well, what about Kai, Kai? asked Gerda. - When did he come? And he came to marry? - Wait! Wait! Now we just got to it! On the third day a little man appeared, neither in a carriage nor on horseback, but simply on foot, and entered the palace directly. His eyes shone like yours; his hair was long, but he was poorly dressed. - It's Kai! Gerda rejoiced. - So I found it! And she clapped her hands. - Behind him was a knapsack! continued the raven. - No, it must have been his sleigh! Gerda said. - He left home with a sled! - Very possible! - said the raven. - I didn't get a good look. So, my fiancee told me that when she entered the palace gates and saw the guards in silver, and the lackeys in gold on the stairs, he was not at all embarrassed, nodded his head and said: “It must be boring to stand here on the stairs, I I'd better go into the rooms!" The halls were all flooded with light; the nobles walked about without boots, carrying golden dishes: it could not have been more solemn! And his boots creaked, but he was not embarrassed by this either. It must be Kai! exclaimed Gerda. - I know he was wearing new boots! I myself heard how they creaked when he came to his grandmother! - Yes, they did creak in order! continued the raven. - But he boldly approached the princess; she sat on a pearl the size of a spindle, and all around stood the ladies of the court and gentlemen with their maids, the maids of the maids, the valets, the servants of the valets and the servant of the valet servants. The farther one stood from the princess and closer to the doors, the more important, haughty he kept himself. It was impossible even to look at the servant of the valet servants, who was standing at the very door, without fear - he was so important! - That's fear! Gerda said. - Did Kai still marry the princess? “If I weren’t a raven, I would marry her myself, even though I’m engaged. He entered into a conversation with the princess and spoke as well as I do when I speak crow - so, at least, my bride told me. In general, he behaved very freely and nicely and declared that he had not come to woo, but only to listen to the smart speeches of the princess. Well, now, he liked her, she liked him too! Yes, yes, it's Kai! Gerda said. - He's so smart! He knew all four operations of arithmetic, and even with fractions! Oh, take me to the palace! - It's easy to say, - answered the raven, - but how to do it? Wait, I'll talk to my fiancee - she'll come up with something and advise us. Do you think that they will let you into the palace right away? Why, they don't let girls like that in! - They'll let me in! Gerda said. - If only Kai would hear that I'm here, now he would come running after me! - Wait for me here at the grate! - said the raven, shook his head and flew away. He returned quite late in the evening and croaked: - Kar, Kar! My bride sends you a thousand bows and this little loaf. She stole it in the kitchen - there are a lot of them, and you must be hungry! .. Well, you won’t get into the palace: you’re barefoot - the guard in silver and the lackeys in gold will never let you through. But don't cry, you'll still get there. My fiancee knows how to get into the princess's bedroom from the back door, and knows where to get the key. And so they entered the garden, walked along the long avenues strewn with yellowed autumn leaves, and when all the lights in the palace windows went out one by one, the raven led the girl through a small half-open door. Oh, how Gerda's heart beat with fear and joyful impatience! She was definitely going to do something bad, and she only wanted to know if her Kai was here! Yes, yes, he is right here! She so vividly imagined his intelligent eyes, long hair, smile ... How he smiled at her when they used to sit side by side under rose bushes! And how happy he will be now when he sees her, hears what a long journey she decided on for him, learns how all the household grieved for him! Ah, she was just beside herself with fear and joy. But here they are on the landing of the stairs; a light bulb burned on the closet, and a tame crow sat on the floor and looked around. Gerda sat down and bowed, as her grandmother taught. - My fiancé told me so many good things about you, young lady! said the tame crow. - "The story of your life," as they say, is also very touching! Would you like to take a lamp, and I will go ahead. We'll take the straight road - we won't meet anyone here! “But I think someone is following us!” - said Gerda, and at the same moment some shadows rushed past her with a slight noise: horses with fluttering manes and thin legs, hunters, ladies and gentlemen on horseback. - These are dreams! said the tame crow. - They are to carry away the thoughts of high persons to hunt. So much the better for us: it will be more convenient to see the sleeping ones! I hope, however, that by entering in honor you will show that you have a grateful heart! - There is something to talk about here! Needless to say! - said the forest raven. Then they entered the first room, all covered with pink satin, woven with flowers. Dreams flashed past the girl again, but so quickly that she did not even have time to look at the riders. One room was more magnificent than the other - just taken aback. Finally they reached the bedroom: the ceiling looked like the top of a huge palm tree with precious crystal leaves; from the middle of it descended a thick golden stalk, on which hung two beds in the form of lilies. One was white, the princess slept in it, the other was red, and Gerda hoped to find Kai in it. The girl slightly bent one of the red petals and saw a dark blond nape. It's Kai! She called him by name loudly and held the lamp close to his face. Dreams rushed away with noise; the prince woke up and turned his head... Ah, it wasn't Kai!
The prince looked like him only from the back of his head, but he was just as young and handsome. A princess looked out of a white lily and asked what happened. Gerda cried and told her whole story, mentioning what the crows had done for her ... - Oh, you poor thing! - said the prince and princess, praised the crows, announced that they were not at all angry with them - only let them not do this in the future - and even wanted to reward them. - Do you want to be free birds? the princess asked. - Or do you want to take the position of court ravens on the full content of the kitchen leftovers? Raven and crow bowed and asked for positions at the court - they thought about old age - and said: - It's good to have a sure piece of bread in old age! The prince got up and gave his bed to Gerda; there was nothing more he could do for her. And she folded her little hands and thought: “How kind all people and animals are!” She closed her eyes and fell asleep sweetly. The dreams again flew into the bedroom, but now they looked like God's angels and carried Kai on a small sledge, who nodded his head to Gerda. Alas! All this was only in a dream and disappeared as soon as the girl woke up. The next day she was dressed from head to toe in silk and velvet and allowed to remain in the palace as long as she wished. The girl could live and live happily ever after, but she spent only a few days and began to ask that they give her a cart with a horse and a pair of shoes - she again wanted to start looking for her named brother in the wide world. They gave her shoes, and a muff, and a wonderful dress, and when she said goodbye to everyone, a golden carriage drove up to the gate with the coats of arms of the prince and princess shining like stars; the coachman, footmen, and postilions—she was given postilions too—were wearing small golden crowns on their heads. The prince and princess themselves put Gerda into the carriage and wished her a happy journey. The forest raven, who had already managed to get married, accompanied the girl for the first three miles and sat in the carriage next to her - he could not ride with his back to the horses. A tame crow sat on the gate and flapped its wings. She did not go to see Gerda off because she had suffered from headaches ever since she received a position at court and ate too much. The carriage was crammed full of sugar pretzels, and the box under the seat was full of fruit and gingerbread. - Goodbye! Goodbye! the prince and princess shouted. Gerda began to cry, and so did the crow. So they rode the first three miles. Then the raven said goodbye to the girl. The breakup was hard! The raven flew up into the tree and flapped its black wings until the carriage, shining like the sun, disappeared from view.

5. LITTLE Rogue - Snow Queen - read

Here Gerda drove into a dark forest, but the carriage shone like the sun, and immediately caught the eye of the robbers. They could not stand it and flew at her, shouting: “Gold! Gold!" - they seized the horses by the bridle, killed the little jockeys, the coachman and the servants, and pulled Gerda out of the carriage. - Look how nice, fat! Nuts fed! - said the old robber woman with a long stiff beard and shaggy hanging eyebrows. - Fatty, what is your lamb! Well, what will it taste like? And she pulled out a sharp, shining knife. Here is the horror! - Ai! she suddenly shouted: she was bitten on the ear by her own daughter, who was sitting behind her and was so unbridled and self-willed that it was a pleasure! - Oh, you mean girl! - screamed the mother, but did not have time to kill Gerda. - She will play with me! - said the little robber. - She will give me her muff, her pretty dress and will sleep with me in my bed.
And the girl again bit her mother so much that she jumped and spun in one place. The robbers laughed: - Look how he rides with his girl! - I want to get in the carriage! - cried the little robber girl and insisted on her own: she was terribly spoiled and stubborn. They got into the carriage with Gerda and rushed over the stumps and over the bumps into the thicket of the forest. The little robber was as tall as Gerdu, but stronger, broader in the shoulders and much darker. Her eyes were completely black, but somehow sad. She hugged Gerda and said: - They won't kill you until I get angry with you! Are you a princess? - No! - the girl answered and told what she had to experience and how she loves Kai. The little robber looked at her seriously, slightly nodded her head and said: - They won't kill you, even if I get angry with you, - I'd rather kill you myself! And she wiped away Gerda's tears, and then hid both her hands in her pretty, soft and warm muff. Here the carriage stopped; they entered the courtyard of the robber's castle. He was all in huge cracks; crows and crows flew out of them; huge bulldogs jumped out from somewhere and looked so fiercely, as if they wanted to eat everyone, but they didn’t bark - it was forbidden. In the middle of a huge hall with dilapidated, soot-covered walls and a stone floor, a fire was burning; the smoke rose to the ceiling and had to find its own way out; soup was boiling in a huge cauldron over the fire, and hares and rabbits were roasting on skewers. - You will sleep with me right here, near my little menagerie! said the little robber girl to Gerda. The girls were fed and watered, and they went to their corner, where straw was laid out, covered with carpets. More than a hundred pigeons sat on perches higher up; they all seemed to be asleep, but when the girls approached they stirred slightly. - All mine! - said the little robber girl, grabbed one pigeon by the legs and shook it so that it beat its wings. - Kiss him! she shouted, poking the dove in Gerda's face. - And here sit the forest rascals! she continued, pointing to two pigeons sitting in a small depression in the wall, behind a wooden lattice. - These two are forest rascals! They must be kept locked up, otherwise they will fly away quickly! And here is my dear old man! - And the girl pulled the horns of a reindeer tied to the wall in a shiny copper collar. - He, too, must be kept on a leash, otherwise he will run away! Every evening I tickle him under the neck with my sharp knife - he is afraid of death! With these words, the little robber pulled out a long knife from a crevice in the wall and ran it along the deer's neck. The poor animal bucked, and the girl laughed and dragged Gerda to the bed. - Do you sleep with a knife? Gerda asked her, glancing at the sharp knife. - Always! - answered the little robber. - How do you know what might happen! But tell me again about Kai and how you set out to wander the wide world! Gerda told. Caged wood pigeons cooed softly; the other doves were already asleep; the little robber wrapped one arm around Gerda's neck - she had a knife in the other - and began to snore, but Gerda could not close her eyes, not knowing whether they would kill her or let her live. The robbers sat around the fire, sang songs and drank, and the old robber woman tumbled. It was terrible to look at this poor girl. Suddenly the wood pigeons cooed: - Kurr! Kurr! We saw Kai! A white hen carried his sled on her back, and he sat in the Snow Queen's sleigh. They flew over the forest when we chicks were still in the nest; she breathed on us, and everyone died, except for the two of us! Kurr! Kurr! - What are you saying! exclaimed Gerda. Where did the Snow Queen go? Do you know? - She probably flew to Lapland, because there is eternal snow and ice! Ask the reindeer what is leashed here! - Yes, there is eternal snow and ice: a miracle, how good! - said the reindeer. - There you jump at will on the huge brilliant ice plains! The Snow Queen's summer tent is spread there, and her permanent palaces are at the North Pole, on the island of Svalbard! - Oh Kai, my dear Kai! Gerda sighed. - Lie quietly! - said the little robber. - Or I'll stab you with a knife! In the morning Gerda told her what she had heard from wood pigeons. The little robber girl looked seriously at Gerda, nodded her head and said: - Well, so be it! .. Do you know where Lapland is? she then asked the reindeer. - Who knows if not me! - answered the deer, and his eyes sparkled. - There I was born and raised, there I jumped on the snowy plains! - So listen! said the little robber girl to Gerda. - You see, all our people are gone; one mother at home; after a while she will take a sip from a large bottle and take a nap - then I will do something for you! Then the girl jumped out of bed, hugged her mother, pulled her beard and said: - Hello, my dear little goat! And her mother gave her nose clicks, so that the girl's nose turned red and blue, but all this was done lovingly. Then, when the old woman took a sip from her bottle and began to snore, the little robber went up to the reindeer and said: - We could make fun of you for a long, long time! Painfully, you can be hilarious when you are tickled with a sharp knife! Well, so be it! I will untie you and set you free. You can run away to your Lapland, but for this you must take this girl to the Snow Queen's palace - her named brother is there. Surely you heard what she said? She spoke quite loudly, and you always have ears on top of your head Reindeer jumped for joy. The little robber put Gerda on him, tied her tightly for the sake of caution and slipped a soft pillow under her to make it more comfortable for her to sit. - So be it, - she said then, - take back your fur boots - it will be cold! And I’ll keep the clutch for myself, it hurts so good! But I won’t let you freeze: here are my mother’s huge mittens, they will reach your very elbows! Put your hands in them! Well, now with your hands you look like my ugly mother! Gerda wept for joy. - I can't stand it when they whine! - said the little robber. - Now you have to look fun! Here's two more loaves and a ham for you! What? You won't go hungry! Both were tied to a deer. Then the little robber opened the door, lured the dogs into the house, cut the rope with which the deer was tied with her sharp knife, and said to him: - Well, lively! Take care, look, girl. Gerda held out both hands to the little robber in huge mittens and said goodbye to her. The reindeer set off at full speed through stumps and bumps, through the forest, through swamps and steppes. The wolves howled, the crows croaked, and the sky suddenly zafukala and threw out pillars of fire. - Here is my native northern lights! - said the deer. - Look how it burns! And he ran on, not stopping day or night. The bread was eaten, the ham too, and now Gerda found herself in Lapland.

6. Lapland and Finn - Andersen's Tale The Snow Queen

The deer stopped at a miserable hut; the roof went down to the ground, and the door was so low that people had to crawl through it on all fours. At home there was an old Lapland woman who was frying fish by the light of a fat lamp. The reindeer told the Lapland woman the whole story of Gerda, but first he told his own - it seemed to him much more important. Gerda was so numb from the cold that she could not speak. - Oh, you poor fellows! said the Laplander. - You still have a long way to go! You'll have to go a hundred miles too far until you get to Finland, where the Snow Queen lives in a country house and lights blue sparklers every evening. I will write a few words on dried cod - I have no paper, and you will tear it down to a date that lives in those places and will be able to teach you better than me what to do. When Gerda warmed up, ate and drank, the Lapland woman wrote a few words on dried cod, ordered Gerda to take good care of her, then tied the girl to the back of a deer, and he rushed off again. The sky again fukalo and threw out pillars of wonderful blue flame. So the deer ran with Gerda to Finland and knocked on the date chimney - it didn’t even have doors.
Well, the heat was in her home! The date itself, a short, dirty woman, walked half-naked. She quickly pulled off Gerda's entire dress, mittens and boots, otherwise the girl would have been too hot, put a piece of ice on the reindeer's head and then began to read what was written on the dried cod. She read everything from word to word three times until she knew it by heart, and then she put the cod into the soup pot, because the fish was still good for food, and nothing was wasted with dates. Then the deer told first his story, and then the story of Gerda. Finika blinked her intelligent eyes, but did not say a word. You are such a wise woman! - said the deer. - I know that you can tie all four winds with one thread; when the skipper unties one, a fair wind blows, unties another, the weather will play out, and unties the third and fourth, such a storm will rise that it will break the trees into chips. Will you prepare for the girl such a drink that would give her the strength of twelve heroes? Then she would have defeated the Snow Queen! - The strength of twelve heroes! Phoenix said. - Is there a lot of sense in this! With these words, she took a large leather scroll from the shelf and unfolded it: on it stood some amazing writing; Finika began to read them and read them until her sweat broke out. The deer again began to ask for Gerda, and Gerda herself looked at the date with such pleading eyes full of tears that she blinked again, took the deer aside and, changing the ice on his head, whispered: - Kai is really with the Snow Queen, but he He is quite satisfied and thinks that he cannot be better anywhere. The reason for everything is the fragments of the mirror that sit in his heart and in his eye. They must be removed, otherwise he will never be a man and the Snow Queen will retain her power over him. - But can you help Gerda somehow destroy this power? - Stronger than it is, I can not make it. Don't you see how great her power is? Don't you see that both people and animals serve her? After all, she walked around half the world barefoot! It's not for us to borrow her strength! The strength is in her sweet innocent childish heart. If she herself cannot penetrate into the halls of the Snow Queen and extract the fragments from Kai's heart, then we will not help her even more! Two miles from here begins the Snow Queen's garden. Take the girl there, let her down by a large bush covered with red berries, and, without delay, come back! With these words, the date planted Gerda on the back of a deer, and he rushed to run as fast as he could. - Hey, I'm without warm boots! Hey, I'm not wearing gloves! cried Gerda, finding herself in the cold. But the deer did not dare to stop until he ran to a bush with red berries; then he let the girl down, kissed her on the very lips, and large brilliant tears rolled from his eyes. Then he shot back like an arrow. The poor girl was left alone in the bitter cold, without shoes, without mittens.
She ran forward as fast as she could; a whole regiment of snow flakes rushed towards her, but they did not fall from the sky - the sky was completely clear, and the northern lights were blazing on it - no, they ran along the ground straight at Gerda and, as they approached, became larger and larger. Gerda remembered the big beautiful flakes under the burning glass, but these were much larger, scarier, of the most amazing shapes and forms, and all of them were alive. These were the advance detachments of the Snow Queen's troops. Some resembled large ugly hedgehogs, others - hundred-headed snakes, others - fat bear cubs with tousled hair. But they all sparkled with the same whiteness, they were all living snowflakes. Gerda began to read "Our Father"; it was so cold that the girl's breath immediately turned into a thick fog. This fog thickened and thickened, but then small bright angels began to stand out from it, which, having stepped on the ground, grew into large formidable angels with helmets on their heads and spears and shields in their hands. Their number kept increasing, and when Gerda finished her prayer, a whole legion had already formed around her. The angels took the snow monsters into spears, and they crumbled into a thousand pieces. Gerda could now boldly go forward: the angels stroked her hands and feet, and she was no longer so cold. Finally, the girl reached the halls of the Snow Queen. Let's see what happened to Kai at that time. He did not think about Gerda, and least of all about the fact that she was ready to enter him.

7. WHAT HAPPENED IN THE HALLS OF THE SNOW QUEEN AND WHAT HAPPENED THEN - The Fairy Tale of the Snow Queen - read

The walls of the halls of the Snow Queen created a blizzard, the windows and doors were blown by violent winds. Hundreds of huge, aurora-lit halls stretched one after another; the largest stretched for many, many miles. How cold, how deserted it was in those white, brightly shining halls! Fun never came here! If only a rare bear party was held, with dances to the music of the storm, in which polar bears could distinguish themselves with grace and the ability to walk on their hind legs, or a party of cards was made, with quarrels and fights, or, finally, agreed to have a conversation over a cup of coffee little white gossips chanterelles - no, never anything! Cold, deserted, dead! The northern lights flashed and burned so regularly that it was possible to calculate with accuracy at what minute the light would increase and at what time it would weaken. In the middle of the largest deserted snow hall was a frozen lake. The ice cracked on it into a thousand pieces, wonderfully even and regular: one like the other. In the middle of the lake stood the throne of the Snow Queen; on it she sat when she was at home, saying that she was sitting on the mirror of the mind; in her opinion, it was the only and best mirror in the world.
Kai turned completely blue, almost turned black from the cold, but did not notice this: the kisses of the Snow Queen made him insensitive to the cold, and his very heart was a piece of ice. Kai fiddled with flat, pointed ice floes, laying them in all sorts of frets. There is such a game - folding figures from wooden planks, which is called the Chinese puzzle. Kai also folded various intricate figures, but from ice floes, and this was called an icy mind game. In his eyes, these figures were a miracle of art, and folding them was an occupation of the first importance. This was because he had a shard of a magic mirror in his eye! He put together whole words from ice floes, but he could not put together what he especially wanted: the words "eternity." The Snow Queen said to him: "If you add this word, you will be your own master, and I will give you all the world and a pair of new skates." But he couldn't put it down. - Now I'll fly to warmer climes! The Snow Queen said. - I'll look into the black cauldrons! Cauldrons she called the craters of the fire-breathing mountains - Vesuvius and Etna. - I'll whiten them a little! It's good after lemons and grapes! And she flew away, and Kai was left alone in the boundless deserted hall, looking at the ice floes and thinking, thinking, so that his head was cracking. He sat in one place, so pale, motionless, as if inanimate. You might think he was cold. At this time, Gerda entered the huge gate, made by violent winds. She recited the evening prayer, and the winds subsided as if asleep. She freely entered the huge deserted ice hall and saw Kai. The girl immediately recognized him, threw herself on his neck, hugged him tightly and exclaimed: - Kai, my dear Kai! Finally I found you! But he sat still the same motionless and cold. Then Gerda wept; her hot tears fell on his chest, penetrated into his heart, melted his icy crust and melted the fragment. Kai looked at Gerda, and she sang: Already the roses are blooming in the valleys, the Christ Child is here with us! Kai suddenly burst into tears and cried so long and so hard that the shard flowed out of his eye along with his tears. Then he recognized Gerda and was delighted. - Gerda! My dear Gerda! Where have you been for so long? Where was I myself? And he looked around. - How cold it is here, deserted! And he clung tightly to Gerda. She laughed and cried with joy. Yes, the joy was such that even the ice floes began to dance, and when they got tired, they lay down and made up the very word that the Snow Queen asked Kai to compose; having folded it, he could become his own master, and even receive from her as a gift the whole world and a pair of new skates. Gerda kissed Kai on both cheeks, and they again bloomed with roses, kissed him on the eyes, and they shone like hers; kissed his hands and feet, and he again became vigorous and healthy. The Snow Queen could have come back at any time: his vacation card lay there, written in glittering ice letters. Kai and Gerda, hand in hand, walked out of the deserted ice halls; they walked and talked about their grandmother, about their roses, and violent winds subsided on their way, the sun peeped through. When they reached a bush with red berries, the reindeer was already waiting for them. He brought with him a young doe; her udder was full of milk; she made Kai and Gerda drunk with them and kissed them right on the lips. Then Kai and Gerda went first to the date, warmed themselves with it and found out the way home, and then to the Laplander; she sewed them a new dress, repaired her sleigh and went to see them off. The reindeer couple also accompanied the young travelers all the way to the very border of Lapland, where the first greenery was already breaking through. Here Kai and Gerda said goodbye to the reindeer and the Lapland girl. Here is the forest in front of them. The first birds sang, the trees were covered with green buds. A young girl in a bright red cap and with pistols in her belt rode out of the forest to meet the travelers on a magnificent horse. Gerda immediately recognized both the horse - it had once been harnessed to a golden carriage - and the girl. She was a little robber: she was bored with living at home, and she wanted to go to the north, and if she didn’t like it, to other parts of the world. She also recognized Gerda. That was joy! - Look, you tramp! she said to Kai. - I would like to know if you are worthy of being followed to the ends of the world! But Gerda patted her on the cheek and asked about the prince and princess. They've gone to foreign lands! - answered the young robber. - A raven with a crow? asked Gerda. - The forest raven died, the tame crow remained a widow, walks with black hair on its leg and complains about fate. But all this is nothing, but you better tell me what happened to you and how you found him. Gerda and Kai told her about everything. Well, that's the end of the story! - said the young robber, shook hands with them and promised to visit them if she ever came to their city. Then she went on her way, and Kai and Gerda went on theirs. They walked, and spring flowers bloomed along the way, the grass turned green. Then the bells rang out, and they recognized the bell towers of their native town. They climbed the familiar stairs and entered the room, where everything was the same as before: the clock ticked the same way, the hour hand moved the same way. But, passing through the low door, they noticed that during this time they had managed to become adults. Blooming rose bushes peered through the open window from the roof; right there were their highchairs. Kai and Gerda each sat down on their own and took each other's hands. The cold desert splendor of the halls of the Snow Queen was forgotten by them, like a heavy dream. Grandmother sat in the sun and loudly read the Gospel: “If you don’t be like children, you won’t enter the kingdom of heaven!” Kai and Gerda looked at each other, and only then did they understand the meaning of the old psalm: The roses are already in bloom in the valleys, the Infant Christ is with us here. So they sat side by side, both already adults, but children in heart and soul, and it was a warm, fertile summer outside!