I present to your attention a new fairy tale "The Lonely Fox Cub", composed on the day of my departure from Moscow. I hasten to notify that the author's punctuation in the story, I do not accept reproaches about this.
The fairy tale "The Lonely Fox" is my second work, completely written on a computer, the first experience of this kind was a fantastic story "". When writing a fairy tale, I once again came to the conclusion that writing works of art on a computer is extremely inconvenient: the machine beeps all the time, pointing out typos that constantly occur when the keys are pressed incorrectly, and I see them myself, I have to go back to what was written, edit. The feeling is lost that the words flow from somewhere inside, and with the help of a hand and a pen they themselves fall on paper, as if written in blood. Writing by typing on a computer is a kind of surrogate for real creativity, although this is just my subjective opinion.
In my opinion, the fairy tale "The Lonely Fox Cub" was a success, it was able to withstand the conceived tempo until the very end of the story. However, this is not for me to judge, but for you, dear readers. It remains to be hoped that you will like the fairy tale as much as I liked this unexpected guest, who arrived on the wings of insight, knocking off another topic that I have been unsuccessfully trying to grind out for a long time, but this is a completely different story ...
The artist's illustration is used in the design of the record vianer Albert Galimov to Vadim Ivanov's grotesque Taedium Vitae
Fairy tale "Lonely fox"
A little fox lived in a small forest. The fox cub was so small that the native forest seemed to him a huge dense forest. Fox's parents disappeared a long time ago, when he was very tiny, and he had to learn everything on his own, comprehend all the wisdom of life himself: he had no other relatives.
The little fox did not know that he was a predator and should eat meat: his parents did not have time to tell him about it, the hunting instinct in the little fox did not wake up, and he began to eat what grew around his hole: mushrooms and berries.
The little fox was sad always and everywhere to be alone, he often remembered his mom and dad, but this made him even sadder. Going out for walks, Fox cub tried to find friends for himself and ran to all the animals he met on the way with a joyful smile and a cheerful cry:
- Let's be friends! We will sing songs together, pick berries, and at night under the moonlight we will tell each other fairy tales!
But all the animals encountered on the way of the Little Fox were much smaller than him in size, and scattered at the mere sight of him, most often they were mice. Most likely, they did not understand the fox language, and even if they did, they did not believe in fox friendship, mistaking it for a hunting cunning.
And so passed one endless boring day after another in the life of Fox. But in early youth, every day stretches for a long, long time, becoming like a small
eternity. And then, when there were countless such lingering lonely days in the life of the Little Fox, he decided to go where his eyes looked, as far as possible from his hole. “Perhaps, far from home, I can find a friend!” - thought the Little Fox, leaving the hole at dawn - “A mink ... Well, I’ll dig myself a new mink, next to the mink of my future friend. Mom and dad won’t come back here anymore, and without them I don’t care where to live! The little fox glanced at the entrance to the hole, which served as a reliable refuge from inclement weather, sighed heavily in parting; turned and ran forward without looking back.
And when the sun rose high enough, Little Fox realized that he had climbed very far from home: the places were unfamiliar, and ahead of him there was a gap between the trees. If the Fox Cub had been older, or if someone had told him earlier, he would have known that he had run to the edge of the forest. But the Little Fox did not know this, and boldly continued on his way. At the very edge of the forest, he saw a large beast, so big that the size of the beast was much larger than Papa Fox. "That's who will be friends with me!" - thought the Little Fox and rushed with all his paws to the stranger, his heart was filled with joy from the anticipation of the joy of friendship and trembled with delight:
- Hello! How glad I am to have met you! Let's be friends! I will show you a berry field with the most delicious berries in our forest, I will tell you which mushrooms you should not eat. I will take you to a watering hole by the stream: wonderful beautiful flowers grow near it, and small silvery fish splash in the clear water, shining in the rays of the sun with thousands of magical sparks. And then I'll tell you all the stories I know!
The experienced hunting Dog, without a shadow of surprise, looked at the Little Fox running up to him, only tensing all his muscles in order to be ready at the right moment for the only right movement. Wise with life experience, the Dog, of course, understood the fox language, but he didn’t care what the future prey was screaming. The Dog remembered very well how in early spring at the same place he crushed two foxes - a married couple, how the foxes ridiculously tried to protect each other from his furious attack, and remembered how the Owner thanked him for that he had won, Dog, victory.
The fox cub ran almost close to the dog's muzzle, and the dog's teeth closed like a suffocating trap on the thin fox's neck...
The dog, importantly waving his tail, carried the little dead body of the Little Fox to the owner, expecting praise and tasty food for this easily caught prey.
If your child loves short stories, then this category is a real gift for you. Here we have tried to collect all short stories, reading which does not take much time and does not tire your baby. If your child falls asleep quickly, then short stories- exactly for him!
Wild and tame donkey
A wild donkey saw a tame donkey, went up to him and began to praise his life: just like his body, he is smooth and what sweet food for him. Then, as they loaded a tame donkey, and as the driver began to drive him with a club from behind, the wild donkey said:
No, brother, I don’t envy you now, I see that your life is getting to you with juice.
It was a very long time ago when all birds lived in warm lands. In Altai, only rivers chirped. Southern birds heard this song of water and wanted to know who is ringing so loudly, singing so cheerfully, what joy happened in Altai.
However, flying to an unknown land was very scary. In vain did the golden eagle persuade his falcons and hawks, owls and cuckoos. Of all the birds, only the titmouse dared to set off to the north.
There lived a humpback bear. He was a real lazy person. I once saw a ripe cone, and immediately his shoulder ached, it began to prick under his arm.
How can I, sick, climb into the cedar?
Walks around. Walks through small decks. He sees a larger deck - and goes straight along it: he is too lazy to step higher. Suddenly: knock! - the bump itself fell to the bear on the crown. From crown to feet.
That's clever! - the bear rendered and looked up, would something else fall?
Oh, great bear, - the pockmarked nutcracker squeaked, - I threw you the best bump.
Once upon a time there was a pop. He hired a worker, brought him home.
Well, worker, serve well, I won't leave you.
The worker lived for a week, haymaking came.
Well, light, - says the priest, - God willing, let's move safely, wait for the morning and go tomorrow to mow hay.
Okay, daddy.
They waited for the morning, got up early. Pop and says popadye:
Let's have breakfast, mother, we'll go to the field to mow hay.
Popadya collected on the table. They sat down together and ate breakfast. Pop says to the worker:
There was a stupid village in the forest. People lived in the wilderness, they never saw a wide place, so much ... There was one smarter, They called Guess, and he was stupid. These men gathered in the forest to hunt and see: there is a hole in the snow, and steam comes out of the hole ... What is it? They began to think, they thought for two hours.
You have to ask Gud.
Well, Guess, he knows, he understands.
Frog under the mud
He fell ill with scarlet fever.
A rook flew to him,
Speaks:
"I am a doctor!
Get into my mouth
Everything will pass now!”
Am! And ate.
Once upon a time there were two brothers, two brothers - a sandpiper and a crane. They mowed down a stack of hay and placed it among the Poles. Can't you tell the tale again from the end?
Once upon a time there was an old man, the old man had a well, and there was a dace in the well, and here the fairy tale ends.
Once upon a time there was a king, the king had a yard, there was a stake in the yard, a bast on the stake; can't you tell from the beginning?
Shall I tell you a fairy tale about a white bull?
Three passers-by dined at the inn and set off.
And what, guys, because we seem to have paid dearly for lunch?
Well, although I paid dearly, - said one, - but not without reason!
Didn't you notice? As soon as the owner looks, I’ll grab a handful of salt from the salt shaker, yes in my mouth, yes in my mouth!
An old oak tree dropped an acorn under a hazel bush. Hazel said to the oak:
Is there not enough space under your branches? You would drop your acorns in a clean place. Here I myself feel cramped for my shoots, and I myself do not throw my nuts on the ground, but give them to people.
I live two hundred years, - said the oak, - and the oak from this acorn will live the same.
With Reed Oak once entered into speech.
"Verily, you have the right to grumble against nature, -
He said, - a sparrow, and that one is heavy for you.
A little light breeze will ripple the water,
You will stagger, you will start to weaken
And so bend down lonely,
What a pity to look at you.
Meanwhile, on a par with the Caucasus, proudly,
Not only do I block the rays of the sun,
But, laughing at whirlwinds and thunderstorms,
I stand firm and straight.
As if surrounded by an inviolable peace:
Everything is a storm for you - everything seems to me a marshmallow.
Oak once said to Reed:
“You have the right to blame Nature;
And the kinglet is a heavy burden for you.
The slightest wind that accidentally
Ripples the water surface
Makes you hang your head:
Whereas my brow, like the Caucasus,
Not content to stop the sun's rays,
not afraid of the efforts of the storm.
Everything for you is Aquilon, everything for me is Zephyr.
The fool had a very good knife. The fool began to cut a nail with this knife. The knife did not cut the nail. Then the fool said:
My knife is bad.
And he began to cut the liquid jelly with this knife: where he passes through the jelly with a knife, there the jelly will again come together. Fool said:
Great Lent has come: the peasant must go to confession to the priest. He wrapped a birch log in a bag, tied it with a rope and went to the priest.
Well, tell me, light, what did you sin? And what do you have?
This, father, is a white fish, I brought you to bow!
Well, this is a good thing! Is the tea frozen?
Frozen, everything lay on the cellar.
Well, someday it will melt!
I came, father, to repent: once I stood at the mass, yes ...
What a sin! I myself once in the altar ... It's nothing, the light! Walk with God.
An old man had an only son, who, they say, did not like to bother himself: what his father does not order to be done, he only scratches his head. One day his father said to him:
Son, the cattle ran out of food, go to the meadow.
There on the road - a pit, as you run over - the cart turns over. I won’t go,” the son refused.
If it capsizes, Need will help you. Call the need.
The calf saw the hedgehog and said:
I will eat you!
The hedgehog did not know that the calf did not eat hedgehogs, got scared, curled up in a ball and snorted:
Try.
Lifting his tail, a stupid body-foot jumped up, trying to butt, then he spread his front legs and licked the hedgehog.
I met a hare hedgehog and says:
You should be good to everyone, hedgehog, only your legs are crooked, they are braided.
The hedgehog got angry and said:
What are you laughing at? my crooked legs run faster than your straight ones. Let me just go home, and then let's run a race!
At the groove
Two boogers
They sell pins to hedgehogs.
And let's laugh!
Would be at the Christmas tree
She would run
Along the track.
She would dance
Together with us,
She would knock
Heels.
The guys looked at the calendar this morning, and there was the last sheet left.
Tomorrow is the New Year! Tree tomorrow! The toys will be ready, but the Christmas tree is not. The guys decided to write a letter to Santa Claus so that he would send a Christmas tree from a dense forest - the most fluffy, most beautiful.
The guys wrote this letter and quickly ran into the yard - to sculpt a snowman.
In late autumn, birds flew to the edge of the forest.
It's time for them to warmer climes. They gathered for seven days, called to each other:
Is everyone here? Is everything here? Is everyone here?
It turns out that the capercaillie is missing. The golden eagle thumped with his hooked nose on a dry branch, thumped again and ordered the young grouse to call the capercaillie. Whistling its wings, a grouse flew into the thicket of the forest. He sees - a capercaillie sits on a cedar, shelling nuts from cones.
Once upon a time there lived a gentleman with a mistress. Here the master went blind, and the lady went on a spree with one clerk. The master began to think ... and he would not let her take a step without him. What to do? Once she went with her husband to the garden, and the clerk came there too ... Here is a blind husband sitting by the apple tree, and the wife ... with the clerk. And their neighbor looks out of his house, out of the window into the garden, saw what was being built there ... and said to his wife:
Look, darling, what's going on at the apple tree. Well, now how will God open the eyes of the blind man so that he will see - what will happen then? After all, he will kill her to death.
And, darling! After all, God gives evasion to our sister too!
And what's the trick here?
Then you will know.
There lived Phil's husband, his wife was Khima - careless, drowsy, negligent. Once on a summer day she went to harvest rye; did not reap, lay down in the field and fell asleep. Filya comes, took her head off, smeared it with dough, sprinkled it with fluff and went home. Here Hima woke up, clutched her head and said:
What would that mean? In my mind I'm Hima, but in my head I don't seem to be. Wait, I'll go to the village; Do I recognize my yard?
She walks through the village, counts the yards, approaches her yard and says:
Here is our yard!
Asks the owner:
Phil, oh Phil! Is your Hima at home?
One husband had a wife, but only so perky that she told him everything in defiance. It happened that he would say: “Shaven”, - and she will certainly shout: “Shortened!” They fought all day! The husband was tired of his wife, so he began to think how to get rid of her.
They go once to the river, and instead of a bridge on the dam there is a crossbar.
“Wait,” he thinks, “now I’ll take her out.”
As she began to cross the crossbar, he says:
Look, wife, don't shake, or you'll just drown!
So here I am on purpose! Shaking, shaking, and flopping into the water! He felt sorry for his wife; so he climbed into the water, began to look for it, and goes up the hill, up, against the current on the water.
A man set nets on the cranes because they knocked down his crops. Cranes were caught in the net, and one stork was with the cranes.
The stork says to the man:
Let me go: I'm not a crane, but a stork; we are the most honorable birds; I live at your father's house. And it is clear from the pen that I am not a crane.
The man says:
I caught with cranes, I will slaughter with them.
An owl flew - a cheerful head. So she flew, flew and sat down, and turned her tail, but looked around and flew again - flew, flew and sat down, turned her tail and looked around and flew again - flew, flew ...
This is a saying, and this is what a fairy tale is. Once upon a time there lived a crane and a heron in the swamp. They built themselves at the ends of the hut.
The woman heated the stove and let the smoke into the hut - not to breathe.
“We must ask the neighbors for a sieve to take out the smoke from the hut,” the woman thought and went to the neighbors, but did not close the door behind her. Came to the neighbors. And they say:
We don't have a sieve. Guess what, they lent it.
The woman went to Dogadaikha, to the edge of the village, took the sieve from her and went home.
She entered the hut, and the smoke in it was gone.
The fox was walking along the path and found a bast shoe, came to the peasant and asks:
Master, let me sleep. He says:
Nowhere, fox! Closely!
How much space do I need? I myself on the bench, and the tail under the bench.
They let her spend the night; she says:
Put my bast shoes with your chickens. They laid it down, and the fox got up at night and threw down her bast shoe. In the morning they get up, she asks for her bast shoes, and the owners say:
Little fox, he's gone!
Well, give me the chicken for him.
There lived a man. His father dies and says:
You, my son, live like this: so that you don’t bow to anyone, but everyone would bow to you, and eat kalachi with honey!
Father died. And this man lives for a year - he lived a hundred rubles: he did not bow to anyone and ate all the rolls with honey. Lives another - lived another hundred. In the third year he lived the third hundred. And he thinks: “What is this? Hundreds are not added to me, but all are reduced!
Forest hares feed on tree bark at night, field hares feed on winter crops and grass, bean goose feed on grains on the threshing floors. During the night, hares make a deep, visible trail in the snow. Before hares, hunters are people, and dogs, and wolves, and foxes, and crows, and eagles. If the hare walked simply and straight, then in the morning he would now be found on the trail and caught; but the hare is cowardly, and cowardice saves him.
The hare walks at night through the fields and forests without fear and makes straight tracks; but as soon as morning comes, his enemies wake up: the hare begins to hear either the barking of dogs, or the screech of sleighs, or the voices of peasants, or the crackling of a wolf in the forest, and begins to rush from side to side with fear. It will jump forward, be frightened of something - and run back in its wake. He will hear something else - and with all his might he will jump to the side and gallop away from the previous trace. Again something hits - again the hare will turn back and again jump to the side. When it becomes light, he will lie down.
The next morning, the hunters begin to disassemble the hare's trail, get confused by double tracks and long jumps, and are surprised at the tricks of the hare. And the hare did not think to be cunning. He's just afraid of everything.
They gave Murochka a notebook,
Moore began to draw.
“This is a furry Christmas tree.
Once upon a time there was a hare in the forest: in the summer it was good, and in the winter it was bad - he had to go to the peasants to the threshing floor, steal oats.
He comes to one peasant at the threshing floor, and then there is a herd of hares. So he began to brag about them:
I don’t have a mustache, but a mustache, not paws, paws, not teeth, but teeth - I’m not afraid of anyone.
The hares told their aunt crow about this boast. The crow's aunt went to look for the braggart and found him under the kokorina. The hare was scared
Crow aunt, I won't brag anymore!
How did you boast?
The three hare once said to the hound dog:
Why are you barking when you're chasing us? You would rather catch us if you ran silently. And with barking, you only catch up with the hunter: he can hear where we are running, and he runs towards us with a gun, kills us and gives you nothing.
The dog said:
I don’t bark for this, but bark only because when I hear your smell, I get angry and rejoice that I will catch you right now; and I don't know why, but I can't stop barking.
Big gathering in a crowd,
Animals caught the bear;
Crushed on an open field -
And share among themselves
Who gets what.
And the Hare immediately pulls the bear's ear.
"Ba, you, oblique, -
Shouting to him - bestowed a breakaway?
No one saw you fishing."
"Here, brothers! - The hare answered, -
Yes, someone from the forest - I scared him all the time
And I put you right in the field
There lived a little girl. Her father and mother had died, and she was so poor that she did not even have a closet where to live, and a bed where to sleep. Finally, she was left with only the dress that she had on, and a piece of bread in her hand, which some compassionate soul gave her. But she was kind and humble. And because she was abandoned by the whole world, she went out, relying on the will of the Lord, into the field. A poor man met her on the road and said:
Ah, give me something to eat, I'm so hungry.
She gave him the last piece of bread and said:
A child was walking along the road, he wept plaintively and said:
At the neighbor's stove there lived a peasant with an elbow.
Helped a neighbor with something, little by little. Bad life on other people's bread.
Anguish took the peasant, went to the cell; sitting, crying. Suddenly he sees - a muzzle poked out of a hole in the corner and led a pig nose.
"Anchutka's fifth," thought the little man, and froze.
Anchutka came out, pointed his ear and said:
Hello kum!
Grandma and grandpa lived. And they had a rooster and a hen. One day my grandmother and grandfather had a fight. And the grandmother says to the grandfather: "Grandfather, take a rooster for yourself, and give me a chicken." Here the grandfather lives with a rooster, and they have nothing to eat. And the grandmother with the chicken is good, the chicken lays eggs. The grandfather says to the rooster: “Cockerel, cockerel! Even though I don’t want to part with you, I still have to. Go, cockerel, I let you go.
The rooster went wherever his eyes look. He was walking through the forest, and a fox met him: "Where are you going?" - "I'm going to see the king and show myself." - "Can I go with you?" - "OK". They walked, walked, the fox was tired. The rooster put her under one wing, and they went on.
A wolf met them: "Where are you going?" "Let's go see the king and show ourselves." - "Well, I'm with you." They walked for a long time, and the wolf was tired. He planted a rooster and him under another wing.
Ivan Tsarevich became bored, he took a blessing from his mother and went hunting. And he should go through the old forest.
The winter night has come.
In the forest it is either light or dark; frost crackles on the ripe snow.
Out of nowhere a hare jumped out; Ivan Tsarevich laid an arrow, and the hare turned into a ball and rolled. Ivan Tsarevich ran after him.
A ball flies, a snowball crunches, and the pines parted, a clearing opened, a white tower stands in the clearing, twelve bear heads on twelve towers ... The moon burns from above, lancet windows shimmer.
The ball rolled, turned into a harrier-bird: sat down on the gate. Ivan Tsarevich was frightened - he wanted to shoot a prophetic bird - he took off his hat.
One king built himself a palace and made a garden in front of the palace. But at the very entrance to the garden there was a hut, and a poor peasant lived. The king wanted to demolish this hut so that it would not spoil the garden, and sent his minister to the poor peasant to buy a hut.
A fairy tale is a small miracle
It's boring to live without her in the world,
Even when we are adults
We can't forget the story.
There are many different fairy tales on the planet,
They have kindness and beauty,
Children rejoice at wise tales,
They always make dreams come true!
Yes, there are many interesting stories. And even more unwritten fairy tales - good, kind, smart. On this page you will find fairy tales invented by little storytellers - children of preschool and primary school age. About whom? Of course, about animals. About what? About the most important thing: about friendship, about kindness, about mutual assistance.
The children of my senior group (MK preschool educational institution Pavlovsky kindergarten No. 8, Voronezh region) wrote (with a little help from my and my parents) several fairy tales, which we combined into a collection "Autumn Tales of the Magic Forest".
And the children themselves came up with fairy-tale characters and made illustrations for their fairy tales.
Autumn Tales of the Magic Forest
Saying or let's get to know each other.
In one small Magic forest lived - there was an old man - Lesovichok. He was very kind and wise. Lesovichok helped all the forest dwellers. And there were a lot of them in the forest: Tortila the turtle, Thorn the hedgehog, Mrs. Catty the snake, Medok the bear cub, Jumping bunny, Owl the owl, Cutie the bird, Cunning the fox, Swan the swan. And Lesovichok also made sure that people did not offend his forest: they did not litter, did not break trees, did not ruin bird nests, did not tear primroses, did not offend animals.
berry jam
One day the Bear cub Medok came to Lesovichka, sad, very sad.
— What happened, Medok? - asked the old man - Why are you so sad?
- We quarreled with the fox Cunning. I picked up a whole basket of berries, and she ate it. And now we don't talk to her.
"What to do? How to reconcile friends? thought Lesovichok. He thought for a long time, but could think of nothing. And then one day, when Lesovichok was putting things in order in the forest, he saw a whole meadow of wild berries. "Idea!" he thought. Lesovichok asked the fox and the bear cub to help in picking berries. It took them a long time to collect them. There were so many berries that the friends ate and collected full baskets. And then everyone together drank tea with berry jam. And the rest of the inhabitants of the forest were invited to visit Lesovichka. So we reconciled!
Mrs Kathy has found a friend.
Mrs. Catty, a long pink snake, lived in a cozy burrow under a snag. She wore a pretty pink hat with a yellow flower and was very proud of it. Every morning Mrs. Catty crawled out of her hole and basked in the sun. And she also loved to crawl on the fallen autumn leaves, because they rustled so much fun! Mrs. Catty was very kind, but no one knew about it. All forest dwellers were afraid of the snake and avoided its mink. This upset Mrs. Catty, because she so wanted to have a real friend!
And then one day, when Katie, as usual, alone basking in the sun, she suddenly heard that someone was crying plaintively. The snake quickly crawled to where the crying came from, and suddenly saw that the fox Hitra had fallen into a deep hole. She could not get out and wept bitterly.
“Don’t cry,” the snake shouted to the frightened fox, “Now I’ll pull you out!” Mrs. Catty lowered her long tail into the hole. “Hold on tight to my tail,” she called to the fox. The fox Cunning grabbed the snake by the tail, and it crawled. It was difficult for the snake because the fox was very heavy. But Kathy did it well. Since then, Katie the snake and Hitra the fox have become true friends. Now together they merrily rustled autumn leaves and basked in the sun.
How the teddy bear became polite
In the thick of the forest, in a lair, lived a bear cub Medok. He had a terrible sweet tooth! But more than anything, he loved honey. For this, the teddy bear was nicknamed Medko. One day, when the bear cub ran out of honey, he went to the wild bees that lived in a large beehive on a tree. Medok climbed a tree, looked into the hive, then put his paw in there and scooped up a whole handful of honey. The bees got angry with him, and let's bite the impudent thief! The little bear rushed to run as fast as he could, but the bees were faster. They caught up with Medk and let's bite him, saying: "Do not take someone else's!" Medok returned to the lair empty-handed. The bear cub thought and decided that it was necessary to go for honey when the bees were not at home. He waited for the bees to fly to the clearing to collect nectar and climbed into the hive. Medok did not even suspect that guard bees remained in the hive, which immediately rushed to the sweet tooth. The bear cub barely took his legs.
Medoc sits on a stump and cries.
- Why are you crying? asked Lesovichok, who was passing by.
“I wanted to take honey from the bees, but they don’t give it away, they only bite.” You know how it hurts!
- Take? Without asking? Now I understand why the bees got mad at you. Next time you just ask them for honey, just ask very politely. And don't forget the magic word "please". The next day, Medok again went to the hive. He was very afraid that the bees would bite him again, but gathering all his courage, he asked as politely as he could: "Dear bees, please give me a little of your delicious honey." And then a miracle happened: the bees did not attack the bear cub, but flew into the hive and flew out with a large deck of honey! “Please, please, help yourself!” hummed the happy bees. Since then, the bear has never forgotten to say the magic word "please"!
tea drinking
Once upon a time in the forest there was a bunny Jumper. One day he thought, “I'm tired of eating this grass! I'll go and look for something tasty. It would be nice to find a sweet carrot!” Bunny smiled, remembering how she prepared carrot salad for him in the morning and licked his lips. At the edge, where the bunny lived, the carrot did not grow, and the Jumper went in search of it in the thicket of the forest. The trees were so large that the sun's rays could hardly penetrate the branches. The jumper was scared, he even wanted to cry already. And then he saw someone's lair. The bear cub Medok came out of the lair and asked the bunny:
— How are you, buddy? What are you doing so far from home?
"I'm looking for carrots," Jumpy replied.
- What are you, buddy, carrots do not grow in the forest.
- It's a pity, but I really want sweets.
- It doesn't matter, I have a whole deck of fragrant sweet honey. Come to visit me to drink tea with honey.
The bunny happily agreed. And after tea drinking, the bear cub accompanied the Jumper to the house so that the bunny would not be afraid!
Spiny defender.
Under a large stump in a mink lived a gray hedgehog Kolyuchka. He was called that because he had terribly sharp needles. Just real thorns! Because of them, no one wanted to play with a hedgehog: everyone was afraid to prick themselves.
Once upon a time, an evil hungry wolf appeared in the Magic Forest. He saw the Jumping Bunny and began to cautiously creep up to him. This was noticed by a hedgehog, who was sitting on a stump and was sad. The hedgehog immediately curled up into a ball and rolled right under the feet of the wolf. The wolf squealed in pain and jumped aside. The hedgehog followed the wolf. He pricked the wolf again and again with his sharp needles until he ran away from their Magic Forest.
It's good that you have such sharp needles, - said the Bunny Jumper, who came up to thank the hedgehog - If it weren't for you and your thorns, the wolf would have eaten me.
All the forest dwellers were glad that the hedgehog had saved Jumpy. And Lesovichok asked the hedgehog to become the protector of the forest inhabitants and protect everyone from the evil wolf. And, the wolf, remembering the sharp needles of the hedgehog, never again appeared in the Magic Forest.
owl
Owl Owl lived in the Magic Forest. She was very young, so not very wise. One day, she woke up and saw that wild ducks were preparing to fly somewhere.
The owl was very surprised.
Where are they going to fly to? the Owl asked Lesovichka.
“It’s time for wild ducks to fly to warmer lands,” Lesovichok answered her. It's warm and there's plenty of food for them.
- Wow! I need to fly there too, since it's so good there!
The owl asked the ducks to take her to her flock. The ducks agreed. The next morning, the ducks waited a long time for the owl, but it never showed up. Without waiting for Owl, they flew away without her. It turns out that the Owl overslept. After all, owls are nocturnal birds: they wake up at night, and go to bed in the morning and sleep until evening. And so the Owl remained to spend the winter in the Magic Forest! But she was fine here too!
Turtle Tortila and her friends.
Tortila lived on the shore of a forest pond. Every day she slowly crawled along the shore, and when she was frightened or wanted to sleep, she pulled her little head and paws into her shell. The turtle's life was boring and monotonous. She had no friends and felt very lonely. One day, early in the morning, the turtle, having warmed up under the rays of the sun, lay on the shore and heard a sonorous song from afar:
The sun has risen, cheer!
Morning has come, cheer!
Bunny woke up, cheer!
He smiled at everyone, cheer!
Soon a gray bunny Jumpy ran up to the turtle and greeted her with the words:
-Good morning!
-Kind! she answered him.
What a fun song you have!
Do you want us to sing it together?
And they sang out loud:
The sun has risen, cheer!
Morning has come, cheer!
Everyone smiled, ve-ce-lis!
A merry song was heard by the hedgehog Kolyuchka, who was picking mushrooms, and hurried to the forest pond.
- Hello, Thorn Tortila and Jumpy greeted.
What a fun song you have! Can I sing it with you?
- Certainly! The three of us will have more fun!
And they sang together:
The sun has risen, cheer!
Morning has come, cheer!
We've already woken up, cheer!
Everyone smiled, ve-ce-lis!
To their cheerful song, the swan Lebedyonok swam to the shore.
- What a friendly company you have and a cheerful song! he said.
"Let's all sing along," Jumpy suggested.
Suddenly, everyone heard that someone was crying under a bush.
Everyone hurried there and saw a little bird, Milashka.
Why are you crying so bitterly? Tortila asked her.
“I got in trouble,” she replied. The wind picked up and I accidentally fell out of the nest. I still can't fly, but I don't know how to get back. - Sit on my wing, and I will take you to your nest. Sweetheart did just that. The swan took off and delivered the chick to the place. Thanked Cutie Lebedyonka and waved her wing. And all the friends sang their favorite song:
The sun has risen, cheer!
Morning has come, cheer!
We've already woken up, cheer!
Everyone smiled, ve-ce-lis!
We will be friends together
Happiness, joy, kindness to give!
The turtle was very happy that she had so many wonderful friends. The time spent with them was the most wonderful for her.
I could not resist and I composed a fairy tale about the bird Cutie. True, the idea of the plot was suggested to me by the children.
sore throat
In the Enchanted Forest grew an old big - very big tree. On one of the branches of this tree was a small nest made of feathers and blades of grass. The bird Milashka lived in this nest. Cutie woke up early: before all the forest dwellers, she began to sing her cheerful song. Every morning, Cutie flew over the Magic Forest and sang so loudly and joyfully that all the forest dwellers were in a good mood. From the songs of this little bird, everyone felt good and joyful in their souls, from this everyone became kinder.
Once, one gloomy autumn morning, the forest dwellers woke up and could not understand anything - why are they so sad and dreary? The rain that began to drizzle only spoiled everyone's mood even more. Forest dwellers crawled out of their lairs and burrows, gloomy and unfriendly from under snags and stones. "What's happened? Why are my friends and I in such a bad mood today?” thought Lesovichok. He began to look closely, listen, and then he understood everything: today the song of Milashka was not heard. What could have happened to her? To find out, Lesovichok went to the old big tree where the little songbird lived.
"Cutie!" - Lesovichok called the bird. A bird dozing in a nest flew up to him. She sat down on Levovichka's shoulder and in a low, hoarse voice told what had happened to her and why she hadn't sung that morning.
The cutie woke up earlier than usual and was about to sing when she suddenly saw a spring. The water was so clear and fresh! And how beautifully the water droplets shone, shimmering in different colors in the sun's rays. Cutie immediately wanted to drink this clean water. She flew up to the spring and began to drink in small sips. The water in the spring turned out to be very cold, just ice cold. The cutie understood that it was impossible to drink cold water, but the water was very tasty. She drank and drank. “Well, now I’m drunk, now it’s time to sing my morning song, under which the Magic Forest and all its inhabitants wake up!”. The little songbird opened her beak to sing loudly and tenderly, but instead a rough, hoarse cry came from her throat. And then Cutie felt how much her throat hurts!
Now she couldn't sing.
"What to do? How to help Cutie? thought Lesovichok. A woodpecker lived on a large pine tree, then Lesovichok went to him.
“Dear woodpecker, they call you the “forest doctor.” Maybe you can cure the throat of our Cutie?
- No, I only treat trees: I rid them of insects and larvae. And you can cure Milashka yourself. Everything you need for this is in your forest. Ask for honey from wild bees. It will relieve sore throat. Raspberries grow near the lake. It will lower the temperature. And at the edge of the forest, the wild rose has already ripened. It will help the patient to get stronger and gain strength.
Lesovichok thanked the woodpecker and went to the clearing, where the forest inhabitants had already gathered. Lesovichok told his friends everything and they decided to help: the little bear went to the wild bees to ask for some honey, the chanterelle picked raspberries, the hare and the hedgehog picked a whole basket of wild roses, from which Lesovichok cooked a healing decoction, the swan Lebedyonok gave some feathers to warm Cutie, and the turtle Tortila volunteered to take it all to Milashka. But everyone politely refused her offer: after all, everyone knows how slowly the turtle moves, and it was necessary to help Cutie urgently! Lesovichok himself carried everything and soon Milashka recovered. She could sing again. And her songs were even better and louder, because she sang for friends who did not leave her in trouble.
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Fairy tale from Leni Khon
Ilya against three dragons.
Once upon a time there lived a boy. He played in the backyard. His name was Ilya Morychin. Ilya was chosen because he was the son of Zeus, the god of lightning. And he could control lightning. When he was walking home, he ended up in a magical world where he met a rabbit. The rabbit told him that he had to defeat three dragons.
The first dragon was green and was the weakest, the second - blue - a little stronger, and the third - red - the strongest.
If he defeats them, he will return home. Ilya agreed.
The first he won with ease, the second a little more difficult. He thought he would not win the third, but the same rabbit came to his aid, and they defeated him. Ilya finally returned home and lived happily ever after.
Fairy tale from Anya Modorskaya
Night conversation.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Lida, who had so many toys that it was simply impossible to keep track of everyone! One evening the girl went to bed early. When it got dark, all the toys came to life and started talking.
The puppets spoke first.
Oh! Our hostess recently wanted to do our hair and clothes for us, but she never finished it! said the first doll.
Oh! We are so messed up! - said the second.
And we, - said the toy rats and mice, - have been standing here and gathering dust for so long! The hostess still does not want to wash us.
But the hostess loves me very much, - said Lida's favorite dog. - Plays with me, combs my hair, dresses me.
Yes! Yes! - the figurines from the porcelain collection said in chorus, - and she often rubs us. We don't complain about it!
This is where books come into play:
She never finished reading me, and I'm very sorry! the storybook said.
And Lida loves us and has read all of them, adventure books said.
And us, a whole shelf of books buzzed, - they didn’t even start.
Here jumpers revived:
This girl treated us well and we will never speak ill of her.
And then the furniture rumbled:
Oh! How hard it is for me to stand under the weight of all these books, said the bookcase.
And I, the chair, feel very good: they wipe me and give pleasure to the fact that they sit on me. It's so nice to be needed.
Then something spoke in the wardrobe:
And the hostess dresses me only on holidays, when she is in a good mood! Therefore, I am very well-groomed, - said the dress.
And Lida tore me three months ago and never dressed me because of the hole! It's a shame! the trousers said.
And the bags say:
The hostess always takes us with her and often forgets us everywhere. And rarely cleans us!
And the textbooks say:
Our hostess Lida loves us the most. She dresses us in beautiful covers and erases pencil from our pages.
For a long time things were talking about Lida's life, and in the morning the girl did not know whether it was a dream or not? But all the same, she dressed and combed the dolls, washed the toys, finished reading the book, arranged the books on the shelves so that the closet was easy to stand, sewed up the trousers, cleaned the handbags. Too much she wanted her things to think well of her.
Tale from Tsybulko Nastya
There lived a knight somewhere far away. He loved a very beautiful princess. But she didn't love him. One day she told him: "If you fight the dragon, then I will love you."
The knight began to fight the dragon. He called his horse and said: "Help me defeat a strong dragon."
And the horse was magical. When his knight asked, he flew higher and higher.
When the battle began, the horse took off and pierced the heart of the dragon with his sword.
Then the princess fell in love with the prince. They had children. When the sons grew up, the father-prince gave the horse to them. The sons fought on this horse. All was well with them, and they all lived happily ever after.
Fairy tale from Dasha Parvatkina
Sonya and the golden nut.
There lived a girl in the world, her name was Sonya. In the fall she went to school.
Early one morning Sonya went out for a walk. In the middle of the park stood an old oak tree. A swing tire hung on an oak branch. Sonya always used this swing. She, as always, sat down on this swing and began to swing. And suddenly something fell on her head. It was a nut... a golden nut! Sonya took it and examined it carefully. It really was all gold. Sony began to pay attention. She was frightened and threw the nut, but she realized what a mistake she had made: the nut cracked, turned gray and rusty. Sonya was very upset and put the pieces in her pocket. Suddenly she heard someone talking upstairs. Raising her head, Sonya saw squirrels. Yes, yes, the squirrels were talking. One of them jumped down to Sonya and asked:
What is your name?
Me is Sonya. Can squirrels talk?
Here's a funny one! The squirrel itself, and even asks if the squirrels speak!
I'm not a squirrel! I am a girl!
Well, okay, then look into the puddle, girl!
Sonya looked into the puddle and turned pale. She was a squirrel!
How did it happen?
You must have cracked a golden nut!
How can I become a girl again?
Go to the old oak. A scientist owl lives there. If you beat him in an argument, he will give you a silver nut. You break it and you get home a girl. Take my squirrel - he knows the answers to all the owl's questions.
Sonya took the little squirrel and climbed up the oak. She climbed for a long time and even fell 3 times. Sonya climbed onto a massive large branch, where a learned owl was sitting.
Hello squirrel!
Hello, uncle owl! I need a silver nut!
Okay, I'll give you a nut if you beat me in an argument.
They argued for a long time, and the squirrel from Sonya's tail prompted everything.
Okay, take a nut, you beat me!
Sonya jumped from the oak, thanked the squirrel, and broke the nut.
Sonya returned home as a girl, and from that day on she fed the squirrels.
Fairy tale from Slava Lieberman.
Chapter I
Once upon a time there was a knight, his name was Slava. One day the king called him and said:
We have many knights, but you are the only one so strong. You have to deal with the sorcerer, he is very strong. On your way there will be ghosts and his monsters, they are all strong.
Okay, I'll go, just give me the sword.
Let's give.
I went.
With God blessing!
The knight took the sword and went to the sorcerer. He walks along the road, sees - ghosts are standing on the road in front of him. They began to attack him, and the knight fought back as best he could. Still, the knight defeated them and went on. Goes, goes and saw a monster. And his knight won. He finally came to his goal - to the sorcerer. Slava fought the sorcerer and won. Glory came to the king and said:
I defeated him!
Well done! Here's your reward - 10 chests of gold.
I do not need anything, and you will keep the gold for yourself.
Well, okay, go, go.
Our brave man went home and fell asleep. He woke up at dawn and saw a sorcerer with ghosts. He defeated them again. Now all the bad creatures are afraid of him.
Chapter II
Many years have passed, the knight has become much stronger. He began to notice that he was being robbed. He went to look for thieves, went through the forest, the desert and found robbers, and there were five of them. He fought with them, only one leader remained. The knight and the leader defeated with one stroke of the sword and returned home.
Chapter III
Once a knight went on reconnaissance to the robbers, and there were 50 of them. Suddenly the robbers noticed a dragon. The robbers fled in fear. Slava rushed at the dragon, the battle began. The fight went on for a week. The dragon lost. Evening came. Our hero went to bed. And he dreamed of a sorcerer.
Did you think you got rid of me? I will gather an army and take over the country! Ha ha ha!
And disappeared.
And so it happened. The war has begun. They fought for a long time. But our country won! The knight has returned home! And everyone lived happily ever after.
Fairy tale from Konokhova Nadya
Curious fly.
There lived a fly. She was so curious that she often got into trouble. She decided to find out who the cat was and flew in search of him. Suddenly I saw in one house on the window of a large red cat. He lay down and basked in the sun. A fly flew up to the cat and asked:
Mister cat, can I ask you what your name is and what do you eat?
Meow! I am a domestic cat Murkot, I catch mice in the house, I like to eat sour cream and sausage, - the cat answers.
“I wonder if he is my friend or foe?” the fly thought and began to ask further.
Do you eat flies?
I don't know, I need to think. Come tomorrow, I will answer you.
A curious fly flew in the next day and asked:
You thought?
Yes, - the cat answered slyly, - I don't eat flies.
Suspecting nothing, the fly flew closer to the cat and again began to ask its questions:
And who are you most afraid of, dear Murkot?
ABOUT! My biggest fear is dogs!
Do you like fruits?
Aren't there too many questions, dear fly? - the cat asked and, grabbing it with two paws, threw it into his mouth and ate it. So there was no curious fly.
Fairy tale from Dubrovenko Misha
Snowflakes
Snowflake was born high in the sky in a large cloud.
Grandmother Cloud, why do we need Winter?
To cover the earth with a white blanket, to hide from wind and frost.
Oh, grandmother, - Snowflake was surprised, - I'm small, but the Earth is huge! How can I hide it?
The earth is big, but one, and you have millions of sisters, - Cloud said and shook her apron.
The air blinked, snowflakes flew to the garden, to the house, to the yard. They fell and fell until they covered the whole world.
The wind didn't like the snow. It used to be possible to scatter everything, but now everything is hidden under the snow!
Well, I'll show you! - the Wind whistled and began to blow snowflakes off the Earth.
It blew, blew, but only the snow transfers from one place to another. So is the verse with annoyance.
This is where Frost got to work. And the snowflake sisters clung to each other more closely, so they waited for Spring.
Spring has come, the sun has warmed, millions of blades of grass have grown on Earth.
Where did the snowflakes go?
And nowhere! Early in the morning on every blade of grass a drop of dew. This is our snowflakes. They shine, shimmer - millions of little suns!
Fairy tale from Mamedova Parvana
Once upon a time there was a merchant. He had two daughters. The first was called Olga, and the second Elena. Once a brother came to the merchant, and the merchant said to him:
How are you doing?
I'm fine. And Elena and Olga are picking berries in the forest.
Meanwhile, Olga left her sister in the forest and returned home herself. She told her father, the merchant began to grieve.
After some time, the merchant heard that his daughter was alive, that she was a queen and she had two sons of a hero. The merchant came to his daughter Elena, who told him the whole truth about her sister. In anger, the merchant ordered his servants to execute his first daughter.
And they began to live with Elena - to live and make good.
Fairy tale from Ruslan Israpilov
golden bird
Once upon a time there lived a gentleman and a lady. And they had a son, Ivan. The boy was hardworking, helped both mom and dad.
Once the master asked Ivan to go with him to the forest for mushrooms. The boy went into the forest and got lost. The master and his wife were waiting for him, but they never did.
Night has come. The boy walked wherever his eyes looked, and suddenly he saw a small house. He went there and saw Cinderella there.
Won't you help me find my way home?
Take this golden bird, it will tell you where to go.
Thank you.
The boy followed the bird. And the bird was invisible during the day. One day the boy fell asleep, and when he woke up, he could not find the bird. He got upset.
While the boy was sleeping, he grew up and turned into Ivan Petrovich. He met a poor grandfather:
Let me help you, take you to the king.
They came to the king. And he tells them:
There is something for you, Ivan Petrovich, take the magic sword and the royal supplies and cut off the dragon's head, then I will show you the way home.
Ivan agreed and went to the dragon. Next to the dragon was a high stone staircase. Ivan came up with how to outwit the dragon. Ivan quickly ran up the stone stairs, jumped on top of the dragon. The dragon shook all over, threw back his head, and at that moment Ivan cut off his head.
Ivan returned to the king.
Well done, Ivan Petrovich, - said the king, - this dragon ate everyone, and you killed him. Here's a card for you. On it you will find the way home.
Ivan came home, he sees mom and dad sitting and crying.
I'm back!
Everyone was happy and hugged.
Fairy tale from Petrova Katya
Tale of a man and a wizard.
There lived a man. He lived in poverty. He once went to the forest for brushwood and got lost. For a long time he wandered through the forest, it was already dark. Suddenly he saw a fire. He went there. Looks, there is no one near the fire. There is a hut nearby. He knocked on the door. Nobody opens. A man entered the hut, but found himself in a completely different place - instead of a dark forest, a fabulous island with emerald trees, with fabulous birds and beautiful animals. A man walks around the island, he cannot be surprised. Night fell, he went to bed. In the morning I went further. He sees a falcon sitting by a tree, he cannot fly. A man approached the falcon and saw an arrow in its wing. The man pulled the arrow out of the wing and kept it for himself, and the falcon says:
You saved me! From now on I will help you!
Where am I?
This is the island of a very evil king. He loves nothing but money.
How can I get back home?
There is a magician Hades who can help you. Come on, I'll take you to him.
They came to Hades.
What do you need?
How can I get back home?
I will help you, but you must fulfill my order - to get the rarest herbs. They grow on an unknown mountain.
The peasant agreed, went to the mountain, saw a scarecrow with a sword there, which guarded the mountain.
The falcon says, "This is the king's guard!"
A peasant stands and does not know what to do, and the falcon throws his sword at him.
The peasant grabbed the sword and began to fight with the scarecrow. He fought for a long time, and the falcon did not doze off, clutching the scarecrow's face with its claws. The man did not waste time in vain, swung and hit the scarecrow so that the scarecrow shattered into 2 parts.
The man took the grass and went to the magician. Hades is already waiting. The man gave him the grass. Hades began to brew a potion. Finally he boiled, sprinkled the whole island with a potion and said: "Disappear, king!"
The king disappeared, and Hades rewarded the peasant by sending him home.
The man returned home rich and happy.
Fairy tale from Denis Loshakov
How the Fox Cub stopped being lazy
Three brothers lived in the same forest. One of them did not like to work very much. When the brothers asked him to help them, he tried to come up with an excuse to sneak out of work.
One day a subbotnik was announced in the forest. Everyone hurried to work, and our fox decided to run away. He ran to the river, found a boat and set sail. The boat was carried with the current and washed out to sea. Suddenly a storm began. The boat capsized and our little fox was thrown onto the shore of a small island. There was no one around, and he was very scared. The little fox realized that now he would have to do everything himself. Get food yourself, build a house and a boat to get home. Gradually, everything began to work out for him, as he tried very hard. When the fox built a boat and got home, everyone was very happy, and the fox realized that this adventure had served him a good lesson. He never hid from work again.
Fairy tale from Fomina Lera
Katya in a magical land
In one city there lived a girl named Katya. Once she went for a walk with her friends, saw a ring on the swing and put it on her finger.
And suddenly she found herself in a forest clearing, and there were three paths in the clearing.
She went to the right and came to the same clearing. Went to the left, saw a hare and asked him
Where did I get to?
To a magical land, - the hare answers.
She went straight and went to the big castle. Katya entered the castle and saw that around the king his servants were running back and forth.
What happened, your highness? Katya asks.
Koschey the Deathless stole my daughter, - the king answers, - If you return her to me, I will return you home.
Katya returned to the clearing, sat on a stump and thinks how she can help the princess out. A hare jumped up to her:
What are you thinking about?
I think how to save the princess.
Let's go rescue her together.
Went.
They go, and the hare says:
I heard recently that Koschey is afraid of the light. And then Katya figured out how to save the princess.
They reached the hut on chicken legs. They entered the hut - the princess was sitting at the table, and Koschey was standing next to her. Katya went to the window, parted the curtains, and Koschei melted away. One cloak was left of him.
The princess hugged Katya with joy:
Thank you so much.
They returned to the castle. The king was delighted and brought Katya home. And she was doing well.
Fairy tale from Musayelyan Arsen
The prince and the three-headed dragon
There was a king who had three sons. They lived very well until the invinciblethree-headed dragon. The dragon lived on the mountain in a cave and inspired fear in the whole city.
The king decided to send his eldest son to kill the dragon. The dragon swallowed the eldest son. Then the king sent the middle son. He swallowed it too.
The youngest son went to fight. The closest way to the mountain was through the forest. He walked for a long time through the forest and saw a hut. In this hut, he decided to wait out the night. The prince went into the hut and saw the old wizard. The old man had a sword, but he promised to give it back in exchange for moon grass. And this grass grows only at Baba Yaga. And the prince went to Baba Yaga. While Baba Yaga was sleeping, he picked up moon grass and came to the magician.
The prince took the sword, killed the three-headed dragon and returned to the kingdom with his brothers.
Fairy tale from Fedorov Ilya
Three heroes
In ancient times, people were poor and earned their living by their labor: they plowed land, raised cattle, etc. And the Tugars (mercenaries from other lands) periodically attacked the villages, took away cattle, stole and robbed. When leaving, they burned their crops, houses and other buildings.
At this time, a hero was born and they named him Alyosha. He grew strong and helped everyone in the village. Once he was instructed to deal with the Tugars. And Alyosha says: “I can’t cope with a large army alone, I’ll go to other villages for help.” He put on armor, took a sword, mounted a horse and set off.
Having entered one of the villages, he learned from the locals that the hero Ilya Muromets lives here with incredible strength. Alyosha walked towards him. He told Ilya about the Tugar raids on the villages and asked for help. Ilya agreed to help. Putting on armor and taking a spear, they set off.
On the way, Ilya said that a hero named Dobrynya Nikitich lives in a neighboring village, who will also agree to help them. Dobrynya met the heroes, listened to their story about the tricks of the Tugars, and the three of them went to the camp of the Tugars.
On the way, the heroes figured out how to get through the guards unnoticed and capture their leader. Approaching the camp, they changed into Tugar clothes and in this way carried out their plan. Tugarin was frightened and asked for forgiveness in exchange for the fact that he would no longer attack their villages. They believed him and let him go. But the Tugarin did not keep his word and continued to raid the villages with even greater cruelty.
Then three heroes, having gathered an army from the inhabitants of the villages, attacked the Tugars. The battle lasted for many days and nights. The victory was for the inhabitants of the villages, as they fought for their lands and families, and they had a strong will to win. The Tugars, frightened by such an onslaught, fled to their distant country. And in the villages, peaceful life continued, and the heroes went about their former good deeds.
Fairy tale from Danila Terentyev
Unexpected meeting.
In one kingdom, a queen lived alone with her daughter. And in the neighboring kingdom lived a king with his son. One day the son went out into the clearing. And the princess went out into the clearing. They met and became friends. But the queen did not allow her daughter to be friends with the prince. But they were secretly friends. Three years later, the queen found out that the princess was friends with the prince. For 13 years, the princess was imprisoned in the tower. But the king appeased the queen and married her. And the prince is on the princess. They lived happily ever after.
Fairy tale from Katya Smirnova
Adventures of Alyonushka
Once upon a time there was a peasant, and he had a daughter named Alyonushka.
Somehow a peasant went hunting and left Alyonushka alone. She grieved, she grieved, but there was nothing to do, she had to live with the cat Vaska.
Somehow Alyonushka went into the forest to pick mushrooms, but to pick berries and got lost. She walked and walked and came across a hut on chicken legs, and Baba Yaga lived in the hut. Alyonushka was frightened, she wanted to run away, but there was nowhere. Eagle owls sit in the trees, and wolves howl beyond the swamps. Suddenly the door creaked, and Baba Yaga appeared on the threshold. Crocheted nose, crooked claws, dressed in rags and says:
Fu, fu, fu, it smells like a Russian spirit.
And Alyonushka answered: “Hello, grandmother!”
Well, hello, Alyonushka, come in if you have come.
Alyonushka slowly entered the house and was dumbfounded - human skulls hang on the walls, and on the floor there is a carpet of bones.
Well, what are you standing for? Come in, fire up the stove, cook dinner, and if you don’t, I’ll eat you.
Alyonushka obediently lit the stove and cooked dinner. Baba Yaga ate her fill and said:
Tomorrow I will leave for the whole day on my own business, and you look after the order, and if you disobey, I will eat you, - she went to bed and began to snore. Alyonushka cried. A cat came out from behind the stove and said:
Don't cry, Alyonushka, I'll help you get out of here.
The next morning, Baba Yaga left and left Alyonushka alone. The cat gets down from the stove and says:
Let's go, Alyonushka, I'll show you the way home.
She went with the cat. They walked for a long time, went out to the clearing, they see - the village can be seen in the distance.
The girl thanked the cat for her help and they went home. The next day, my father came back from hunting, and they began to live, live, and make good. And the cat Vaska was lying on the stove, singing songs and eating sour cream.
Fairy tale from Kirsanova Lisa
Liza's fairy tale
Once upon a time there was a girl named Sveta. She had two girlfriends Khahal and Bababa, but no one saw them, and everyone thought that it was just a childish fantasy. Mom asked Sveta to help and before she had time to look around, everything was cleaned and ironed and asked in surprise:
Daughter, how did you quickly cope with all the cases?
Mom, I'm not alone! Khahalya and Bababa are helping me.
Stop imagining! How can! What are fantasies? What hahala? Which Baba? You have grown up!
Sveta paused, lowered her head and went to her room. She waited a long time for her friends, but they never showed up. A very tired girl fell asleep in her bed. At night, she had a strange dream, as if her friends were captured by the evil sorceress Neumekha. In the morning, everything fell out of Sveta's hands.
What's happened? Mom asked, but Sveta did not answer. She was very worried about the fate of her friends, but she could not admit it to her mother.
A day passed, then another...
One night, Sveta woke up and was surprised to see a door that glowed against the background of the wall. She opened the door and found herself in a magical forest. Things were scattered around, broken toys were lying around, beds were not made, and Sveta immediately guessed that these were the possessions of the sorceress Clumsiness. Sveta went along the only free path to rescue her friends.
The path led her to a large dark cave. Sveta was very afraid of the dark, but overcame her fear and went into the cave. She reached the metal bars and saw her friends behind the bars. The grate was closed with a big, big padlock.
I will definitely save you! But how to open this lock?
Khahalya and Bababa said that the sorceress Neumekha had thrown away the key somewhere in the forest. Sveta ran down the path to look for the key. She wandered among the abandoned things for a long time, until she suddenly saw the gleaming tip of the key under the broken toy.
Hooray! Shouted Sveta and ran to open the grate.
Waking up in the morning, she saw her friends near the bed.
How glad I am that you are with me again! Let everyone think that I am an inventor, but I know that you really exist !!!
Fairy tale from Ilya Borovkov
Once upon a time there was a boy Vova. One day he became seriously ill. No matter what the doctors did, he did not get better. One night, after another visit to the doctors, Vova heard his mother crying softly by his bed. And he swore to himself that he would definitely get better, and his mother would never cry.
After another dose of medication, Vova fell asleep soundly. A strange noise woke him up. Opening his eyes, Vova realized that he was in the forest, and a hare was sitting near him and eating a carrot.
“Well, are you awake? the hare asked him.
What, can you speak?
Yes, I can also dance.
And where am I? How did I get here?
You are in the forest in the land of dreams. The evil sorceress brought you here, - the hare answered, continuing to chew on the carrot.
But I need to go home, my mother is waiting for me there. If I don't come back, she will die of anguish, - Vova sat down and cried.
Don't cry, I'll try to help you. But you have a difficult road ahead of you. Get up, have breakfast with berries and let's go.
Vova wiped his tears, got up, had breakfast with berries. And so their journey began.
The road passed through swamps, dense forests. They had to ford the rivers. By evening they went out into the clearing. There was a small house in the clearing.
What if she eats me? Vova asked the hare, frightened.
Maybe she’ll eat it, but only if you don’t guess her three riddles, - said the hare and disappeared.
Vova was left completely alone. Suddenly the window in the house opened, and the witch looked out.
Well, Vova, are you standing? Come into the house. I've been waiting for you for a long time.
Vova lowered his head and entered the house.
Sit down at the table, we'll have dinner now. Been hungry all day?
And you won't eat me?
Who told you that I eat children? Hare maybe? Ah, rascal! Here I will catch it and eat it with pleasure.
And he also said that you would ask me three riddles, and if I guessed them, then you would return me home?
The hare didn't lie. But if you do not guess them, then you will remain in my service forever. You sing, and then we'll start guessing riddles.
Vova could easily solve the first and second riddles. And the third, last, was the most difficult. Vova thought he would never see his mother again. And then he realized what the witch thought. Vova's answer made the sorceress very angry.
I won’t let you go, you will still remain in my service.
With these words, the sorceress crawled under the bench for the rope lying under it. Vova, without hesitation, rushed out of the house. And he ran with all his might from the house of the sorceress, wherever his eyes look. He kept running and running forward, afraid to look back. At some point, the ground seemed to disappear from under Vova's feet, he began to fall into an infinitely deep hole. Vova screamed out of fear and closed his eyes.
Opening his eyes, he saw that he was lying in his bed, and his mother was sitting next to him and stroking his head.
You screamed a lot at night, I came to calm you down, - his mother told him.
Vova told his mother about his dream. Mom laughed and left. Vova threw back the blanket and saw a bitten carrot there.
From that day on, Vova began to improve, and soon he went to school, where his friends were waiting for him.
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