Children's bedtime story for a child. The best stories to read at bedtime
A fairy tale for children who deceive and offend others.
There lived a grandmother in her little house. She loved to sit on the wooden bench. Always stood next to the bench Wicker basket with colorful balls. Grandmother was very fond of knitting socks and mittens for her beloved grandchildren Kirill and Yasochka.
Once a grandmother was sitting on a bench and knitting:
The sun gently plays
The blue river murmurs.
Swallows are flying in the sky.
The pies are in the oven.
Grandma put aside her knitting and put her glasses next to her. Went to the hut:
- I'll go and see how my pies are browned in the oven. It's probably time to take them out.
As soon as she entered the house, a cunning Fox and a stupid Wolf appeared near her grandmother's favorite bench.
Lisa says:
- I heard, Gray, my grandmother has pies in the oven. Ruddy. Fried. With crispy crust.
The hungry Wolf licked his lips and began to sniff the sweet air:
- With meat?
“Of course, with a chicken or a duck,” said the Fox, looking into the window of her grandmother's hut.
The wolf also wanted to see the ruddy pies, but the Fox blocked the entire window.
“Maybe with lamb?” Wolf tried to guess. - Yes! Why sniff and lick? We still can't get it! Granny bakes pies for her grandchildren, for Kirill and Yaroslav. They will get all the pies.
Suddenly Lisa began to rub her hands:
- This is good!
The wolf sat down in bewilderment:
- What's good about that? I don't understand you, Lisa!
“You need to think, your gray head!” You will dress up as a boy, and I will be a girl.
“Where can we get such clothes?”
The cunning Fox looked towards her grandmother's garden:
- Grandma washed the laundry yesterday and hung it in the garden. We will take these clothes, change clothes and come as if we were her grandchildren.
The wolf jumped for joy:
- What a cunning you are! What if the old woman sees that we are not her grandchildren? What then?
Lisa got angry
- Didn't your French wolf grandfather tell you anything about Little Red Riding Hood?
The wolf shook his head.
- No!
- Oh you! Darkness! People see badly in old age. Glasses are worn.
The fox took grandmother's glasses from the bench and showed them to the stupid Wolf:
“You see, she left her glasses next to her knitting. And we will hide them with you now. Then she will not see us and will immediately take us for the grandchildren of her relatives.
Where are we going to put our glasses? Wolf asked and began to look around.
“Look, there’s a dog house by the fence. the dog is not there. Here we are in the dog house glasses and sunem. No way grandma will find glasses!
The Wolf and the Fox hid their glasses in the doghouse, and they themselves went to the garden.
Grandma came out and sat down on a bench. She began to look for her glasses, but they are nowhere to be found. The grandmother was upset, but then she remembered that the grandchildren of Kirill and Yaroslav would soon come to her, and she immediately became more cheerful.
- My beloved grandchildren will come and help me find glasses.
And the Fox and the Wolf did not waste time in vain: they dressed up. Lisa put on a pink lace dress, tied with a scarf. The wolf pulled on little blue trousers with straps, a white shirt, a Panama hat with flowers on his head.
- Hello, grandma! Wolf says in a thin voice.
- We are here! Lisa squeaked.
Grandmother got up from the bench, narrowed her eyes:
- Who came to me?
- It's me, your grandson Kirill, - says the Wolf. - And this is Yaroslava, your granddaughter.
- Hello, grandma! Lisa squeaked.
- We came to eat pies! - said the Wolf and licked his lips.
And the grandmother did not notice the substitution, goes to meet her grandchildren, hugs Lisa:
- How you, Yasya, have grown up! And Kirill has changed somehow. I just can't figure out what's wrong. Here, I was left without glasses, ”grandmother complained.
- You are so young, so beautiful, grandmother! Why do you need glasses? Lisa says slyly.
- And you cook pies so tasty! says the hungry wolf.
— Thank you for your kind words. Where did I put my glasses?
"You're fine even without glasses!" Lisa says.
- You're out of the way, you're tired, you want to eat! Now I will treat you to delicious pies! Let's go to the table!
The Wolf and the Fox sat down at the table. Grandmother put before them a large dish of ruddy pies:
- Here! Bake them with love!
- How about love? - Wolf was surprised and even moved away from the table. “I thought meat pies?”
“And the filling of the pies is different,” says the grandmother. - Here with cabbage, with poppy seeds, with fish, with cherries, cheese, ham.
- Oh, grandma, thank you! - Lisa grabbed the pie and began to eat it greedily.
And the Wolf only had time to swallow pies.
- Wow, how hungry, - grandmother was surprised. - Wolves' appetite for envy.
- Very tasty! Tell me, what is the secret of your pies?
- You, my beloved grandchildren, I remembered with love when I cooked. The main thing is to invest love.
Suddenly a loud barking was heard. Grandma got up from the table:
- I'll go pour some milk, I'll drink Zhuchka and Murka. They went to the forest for mushrooms.
Grandma left for milk. The Fox and the Wolf wanted to hide under the table, but Zhuchka and Murka had already noticed them.
- What are our guests? Bug asked angrily. What is this masquerade?
- A wolf with a fox? Murka was surprised. - Why did you come here?
“Believe it or not, but I’m kind now,” says the Fox.
- What did they feed us? I can’t growl, lie, swear and scream now! Wolf was surprised.
The fox looked at the Wolf:
- What's happened? Gray, we have become better.
The wolf grabbed his throat and coughed loudly: “Pies! It's their fault! There were pies with love, and I ate so many of them! What will happen to us now?
“I really want to help my grandmother: I’ll go weed the beds,” said the Fox, and her legs themselves carried her into the garden.
- And I'll chop wood for her for a bath, but more. The wolf grabbed an ax and ran to chop wood.
Grandma came.
“Where are my grandchildren?”
At this time, the Beetle looked into her kennel and took out her grandmother's glasses.
— Grandma, your glasses?!
Yes, my glasses are gone. Oh glasses! Here are miracles! Grandmother was delighted and put on her glasses.
How did they end up in my booth? - thought the Beetle.
It's a sly Fox! Murka sighed. I know her tricks.
- Which Lisa? Where have my grandchildren gone?
Grandmother looked into the garden and was frightened:
- I can't believe my eyes: there are animals walking in the garden.
The wolf and the fox approached the grandmother:
- Forgive us, please! We didn't eat anything for two days. We wanted to deceive you. Dress up as grandchildren.
- Forgive us, please! Your pies are full. Nothing was sweeter than these delicious pies. and your pies were with love. We forgot about anger, deceit. We have become kind! Thank you grandma!
- That's how it happens! Grandma was surprised. - Well! I'm glad you're kind now. Now you won't offend anyone. Come visit me. I will introduce you to my beloved grandchildren.
Well remember guys
If you ever
Eat porridge, soup, meatballs,
Remember this story!
Remember this story!
Don't forget about love!
The Ussuri taiga is such a large, beautiful, protected forest in which the tiger cub Rrr lives. There are huge pines, tall firs, mighty cedars with large cedar cones in which there are many small but very tasty pine nuts. There are many delicious and beautiful things in the taiga. Walking in the taiga, the tiger cub sometimes sang a cheerful song. And since this song was about himself, and the tiger cub, although it was still small, was a real tiger, this song was also a real, tiger one.
tiger song
Aspen has leaves
There are earrings at the birch,
Fly agaric has peas
And the tiger cub has stripes!
The tiger cub also has claws,
There are paws and mustaches,
There is also a name for a tiger cub,
And the name of the tiger cub is Rrr!
Everyone in the taiga respected the tiger cub, and only the jay-Zoika who lived on the old birch always laughed at him.
What kind of a tiger are you, - said the jay, - and you have a small stature, and claws and whiskers, only with stripes, and you all look like a tiger!
Prr, - then the tiger cub said to her strictly.
But the jay only flew up higher on the branch and continued to laugh at him.
Once, while walking in the taiga, a tiger cub heard a loud noise and uproar, saw frightened animals running in different directions, the tiger cub was very surprised.
What's happened? - asked the tiger cub running past the badger.
A thieving, terrible robber has come to the taiga! - the badger answered him frightened and ran away.
What kind of robber is this? - the tiger cub asked the elk running by.
Bear Trishka came, - the elk answered in a hurry. - He has already ruined and offended the squirrel, stole the nuts stored for the winter from them from the hollow, dispersed all the animals, scared away, and now he steals honey from bees in a large clearing!
It was a shame for the animals and for his home-taiga for the tiger cub, he ran with all his might to a large clearing where the bear Trishka was robbing.
Bear Trishka climbed onto a large fir tree, where the bees lived in a hollow, and sang his song;
Bear song Trishka:
I am a bear named Trishka
Evil robber and thief!
If I only want
oh I'll beat them all!
The bear lives happily.
Trishka loves honey very much!
I'll get to honey
If I don't fall off the tree!
Rrr! - the tiger cub said to him menacingly.
The bear Trishka did not see the tiger cub in the tall grass, but when he heard his formidable rrrr, he was very frightened and fell from the tree on which the bees lived, from which Trishka stole honey. Trishka fell, and the tiger once again said to him sternly and menacingly: rrrr! The bear was even more frightened and, with all his might, he ran away from the taiga where the tiger cub lived.
The animals rejoiced, thanked the brave tiger cub, and the jay-Zoika who lived on the birch said to him then:
Excuse me, now I see that you are a real tiger, a real master of the taiga!
And the fact that you are small in stature, - said the badger, - so it does not matter, you will grow up soon!
Rrr, - said the tiger cub Rrr.
TALE ABOUT THE BUNNY
Once upon a time there lived a dense, dense forest. And in the forest there lived a gray fluffy hare. Bunny really liked to play, frolic, jump on sunny joyful glades. But the forest in which the hare lived was very dense and there were few bright clearings in it. And one day the bunny asked:
Les, why are you so dense?
The forest sighed heavily, rustled its foliage, creaked its branches, and answered:
Because I'm old!
Then the bunny asked:
- Forest, and when you were young, did you have more bright, sunny glades, which are so good to jump on?
The forest did not answer, it creaked with old bark, groaned like sleepy owls.
Then the hare ran into the dark thicket of the forest to the largest tree on which the ancient, wise owl lived.
Hello owl, - said the hare. - You are very ancient and you know everything! Tell me, why is the forest so dense?
Uh-uh, - answered the owl.
- And when the forest was young, did it have more clearings on which it is so good to jump?
Uh-uh, - answered the owl.
- Tell me, is there a young forest somewhere?
- Uh-uh, - answered the owl, trampled on a branch and turned to the east.
Thanks, filin! - said the bunny.
“Uh-uh,” answered the owl.
The hare jumped to the east. The hare galloped day and night and ended up in a young, bright forest, in which there were many sunny clearings. Bunny jumped around the clearing all day, played with butterflies and dragonflies, ran from flower to flower after angry, serious bumblebees until evening came.
The hare got tired, climbed into the thick grass under a thin, young aspen, curled up and fell asleep. All night Bunny dreamed of the old forest. The forest groaned from the bad weather, heeled in the pouring rain, ducked under biting lightning, creaked branches, rustled leaves, gnashed old bark.
In the morning, Zaika woke up and galloped back. Day and night the hare galloped and, finally, he again found himself in his old forest.
Hello, forest, - said the hare.
- Hello, bunny! - said the forest.
- Where have you been? - asked the forest.
- I was in a young forest, which is in the east, - the hare answered.
Did you feel good there? - asked the forest.
-Very good! - answered the bunny. - There is a lot of fun, a lot of bright, sunny clearings, which are so good to jump on!
Why then did you come back? - asked the forest.
The hare thought, moved his fluffy ears and answered:
Because in that forest it’s good without me ...
And you feel bad without me!
TALE ABOUT BUKAN ARKASHKA
In a distant village, in an old rickety house, she lived on a large stove. old - old grandmother, and behind her stove lived a mustachioed, grouchy bugan named Arkashka.
No matter what was done in the house or around the house, Bukan Arkashka knew about everything. Everywhere he was present and always and everything was dissatisfied. Whether the grandmother puts dough on pies, starts kvass, or simply decides to sweep the floor, Arkashka is right there, wiggling her mustache angrily and grumbling: either they knead the dough wrong, then they put kvass wrong, then they sweep the floor wrong.
Once, out of nowhere, a grey, striped kitten came to the yard, his grandmother took him into the house and named the kitten Prokha. Just then, from behind the stove, the beech Arkashka grumbles again:
We ourselves have nothing to eat in the house, our bellies have failed, and she still accepts such a striped monster in the house! And so they never saw order, even this one will be the dust of revenge with its tail, rubbish with its paws!
This Bukan Arkashka was very grouchy! It used to be that Prokha would start washing himself, and the bugan would say to him: “You don’t wash yourself like that!”. Prokha will start chasing a ball of thread, and a beech will come to him from behind the stove: “Why did you take it? Put it back!" Prokha is sitting somewhere on a window sill or in a corner, and the bugan moves angrily his mustache, stamps his paws: he sat down, they say, you are not there!
There is no life for a striped kitten Prokha from an angry grumpy beech. It's a shame to Proshka, but there's nothing to be done, he shouldn't go out into the street. So they lived: a grandmother on the stove, behind the stove an angry beech Arkashka, and a kitten Prokha, where necessary.
Once, for the holiday, the grandmother decided to bake pies. She put the dough in a tub, and she herself went to the garden, chop cabbage for pies. And the beech is right there, climbed onto the tub, walks along the edge and grumbles: it’s not like that, they say, the grandmother set the dough, kneaded it wrong! And so there is no flour in the house, so she decided the last lime!
Grumbled, grumbled the bugan, grumbled and fell into the tub. Bukan flounders in the dough, gets stuck, and the kitten Prokha says to him: it’s wrong, they say, you are floundering!
The beech wanted to answer him, but there was no time, and he would drown in the dough.
Help! - Shouted Bukan. - Save!
And Proha to him:
- Eh! Is that how they call for help? You are not right, Bukan, calling for help!
Well wait!? the bugan tells him. ? I’ll get out, you’ll have it already, I’ll tickle you with a mustache!
And the kitten Proha answers him:
- Eh! Is it so they scold, scare? Wrong you scold - scare!
Bukan realized then that he had nowhere to wait for help anymore. Until the grandmother comes back from the garden, you can drown in the dough completely. Gathered his strength, began to flounder harder and ask Prokha:
Forgive me, Proshenka, save me! I will no longer knock with my paws, chirp with my mustache!
Are you going to grumble? - asked Prokha.
- I won't do it anymore, - the bugan cried. - I won't grumble, I won't chase you anymore!
Then Proshka took pity, picked up the beetle with his paw and pulled it out of the tub. The beech climbed behind the stove, washed off the dough, took a breath, and then the grandmother returned from the garden with cabbage. Out of habit, a beech jumped out from behind the stove; But he came to his senses, remembered what he had promised Prokha just now, and silently crawled away behind the stove.
And they lived better than before: a grandmother on the stove, behind the stove a bugan, and a striped kitten Prokha, who cured the bug from harm.
Song of a harmful beetle:
I'm an angry, angry bugan
Not a spider, not a cockroach
I live behind the stove
And I will chatter with my mustache!
I chirp with my mustache
And I stamp my feet
Fear the formidable beech
Not a beetle, not a cockroach!
CHICITO-SNOW WIND
A huge, well-fed lion at the end of a long, long day lounging at rest, stretching lazily, yawning sweetly, screwing up his eyes sleepily. Chiquito - Snow Wind crept up to him imperceptibly from the leeward side, without betraying himself in any way. He had been following this lion for a long time, but the hardened and cunning lion did not give the hunter the opportunity to approach. However, persistent and cold-blooded as a snowy wind, Chikito followed the trail again and again, without a doubt - he would not miss his chance! And now, this moment has come! Fed up and confident in his safety, the lion lost his vigilance for a while and Chikito crept up to him at a distance of a shot, imperceptibly, from the leeward side!
Holding his breath, Chiquito watched the lion for some time from his hiding place. Then, choosing the moment, he slowly, trying not to make any noise, took out his best arrow and, carefully aiming, released it from the melodious, quivering bowstring!
... Stunned, the lion jumped up, frightenedly turning his eyes wide with horror and surprise!
With a light shadow, Chikito darted to the side, then, without looking back, ran away. The lion roared when he finally saw him. In two jumps, he overtook the brave hunter and scooped him up in an armful ... ..
Mother! Chiquito howled in despair.
Mom appeared at the door.
- What's wrong with you again? she asked angrily.
Hunted for me again! - Dad answered, removing the “best arrow” from his forehead.
The sucker clicked loudly ...
The squirrel jumped from branch to branch and fell right on the sleepy wolf. The wolf jumped up and wanted to eat her. The squirrel began to ask:
Let me in.
Wolf said:
Okay, I'll let you in, just tell me why you squirrels are so cheerful. I'm always bored, but you look at you, you're all playing and jumping up there.
Belka said:
First, let me climb the tree, and from there I will tell you, otherwise I am afraid of you.
The wolf let go, and the squirrel went to the tree and said from there:
You're bored because you're angry. Anger burns your heart. And we are cheerful because we are kind and do no harm to anyone.
Fairy tale "The Hare and the Man"
Russian traditional
The poor man, walking through the open field, saw a hare under a bush, was delighted and said:
That's when I'll live at home! I will catch this hare and sell it for four altyns, with that money I will buy a pig, she will bring me twelve little pigs; piglets will grow up, bring twelve more; I'll pin them all, I'll accumulate a barn of meat; I’ll sell the meat, and with the money I’ll run a house and get married myself; my wife will bear me two sons - Vaska and Vanka; the children will plow the arable land, and I will sit under the window and give orders. “Hey, you guys,” I shout, “Vaska and Vanka!
Yes, the peasant shouted so loudly that the hare was frightened and ran away, but the house with all the wealth, with his wife and children was gone ...
Fairy tale "How the fox got rid of nettles in the garden"
Once a fox came out into the garden and sees that a lot of nettles have grown on it. I wanted to pull it out, but I decided that it was not even worth starting. I already wanted to go to the house, but here comes the wolf:
Hello cousin, what are you doing?
And the cunning fox answers him:
Oh, you see, godfather, how many beautiful ones I have ugly. Tomorrow I will clean and store it.
What for? the wolf asks.
Well, then, - says the fox, - the one who smells nettles does not take the dog's fang. See godfather, do not come close to my nettle.
She turned and went into the house to sleep the fox. She wakes up in the morning and looks out the window, and her garden is empty, not a single nettle is left. The fox smiled and went to cook breakfast.
Fairy tale "Ryaba Hen"
Russian traditional
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman in the same village.
And they had a chicken. named Ryaba.
One day the hen Ryaba laid an egg on them. Yes, not a simple egg, golden.
Grandfather beat the testicle, did not break it.
The woman beat and beat the testicle, did not break it.
The mouse ran, waved its tail, the testicle fell, and it broke!
The grandfather is crying, the woman is crying. And the hen Ryaba tells them:
Do not cry grandfather, do not cry woman! I'll lay you a new testicle, but not a simple one, but a golden one!
Tale of the most greedy man
Eastern fairy tale
In one city of the country of the Hausa lived the miser Na-khana. And he was so greedy that none of the inhabitants of the city had ever seen Na-khana give at least water to the traveler. He'd rather get a couple of slaps in the face than lose the smallest bit of his fortune. And this was a great fortune. Na-khana himself probably did not know exactly how many goats and sheep he had.
One day, returning from the pasture, Na-khana saw that one of his goats had stuck its head in a pot, but could not get it out. Na-khana himself tried for a long time to remove the pot, but in vain. Then he called the butchers and, after a long bargain, he sold the goat to them on the condition that they cut off her head and return the pot to him. The butchers slaughtered the goat, but when they took out its head, they broke the pot. Na-hana was furious.
I sold the goat at a loss, and you also broke the pot! he shouted. And even cried.
Since then, he did not leave the pots on the ground, but put them somewhere higher, so that goats or sheep would not stick their heads in them and cause him loss. And people began to call him the great miser and the most greedy man.
Fairy tale "Eyeglasses"
Brothers Grimm
The beautiful girl was lazy and slovenly. When she had to spin, she was annoyed at every knot in linen yarn and immediately broke it to no avail and threw it in a heap on the floor.
She had a maid - a hardworking girl: it happened that everything that the impatient beauty threw away would be collected, unraveled, cleaned and thinly rolled. And she accumulated so much of such matter that it was enough for a pretty dress.
A young man wooed a lazy beautiful girl, and everything was already prepared for the wedding.
At a bachelorette party, a diligent maid danced merrily in her dress, and the bride, looking at her, said mockingly:
"Look, how she dances! How merry she is! And she herself dressed up in my hair!"
The groom heard this and asked the bride what she wanted to say. She told the groom that this maid had woven a dress for herself from the same linen that she had discarded from her yarn.
As the groom heard this, he understood that the beauty was lazy, and the maid was zealous for work, he approached the maid, and chose her as his wife.
Fairy tale "Turnip"
Russian traditional
Grandfather planted a turnip and says:
Grow, grow, turnip, sweet! Grow, grow, turnip, strong!
The turnip has grown sweet, strong, big, big.
The grandfather went to pick a turnip: he pulls, he pulls, he cannot pull it out.
Grandpa called grandma.
grandma for grandpa
Grandfather for a turnip -
The grandmother called her granddaughter.
Granddaughter for grandmother
grandma for grandpa
Grandfather for a turnip -
They pull, they pull, they can't pull it out.
Granddaughter called Zhuchka.
Bug for granddaughter
Granddaughter for grandmother
grandma for grandpa
Grandfather for a turnip -
They pull, they pull, they can't pull it out.
Bug called the cat.
Cat for a bug
Bug for granddaughter
Granddaughter for grandmother
grandma for grandpa
Grandfather for a turnip -
They pull, they pull, they can't pull it out.
The cat called the mouse.
Mouse for a cat
Cat for a bug
Bug for granddaughter
Granddaughter for grandmother
grandma for grandpa
Grandfather for a turnip -
Pull-pull - and pulled out a turnip. So the turnip's fairy tale is over, and whoever listened - well done! 
Fairy tale "Sun and cloud"
Gianni Rodari
The sun merrily and proudly rolled across the sky on its fiery chariot and generously scattered its rays - in all directions!
And everyone had fun. Only the cloud got angry and grumbled in the sun. And no wonder - she was in a thunderous mood.
- You're a spender! - the cloud frowned. - Leaky hands! Throw, throw your beams! Let's see what you're left with!
And in the vineyards, each berry caught the sun's rays and rejoiced in them. And there was not such a blade of grass, a spider or a flower, there was not even such a drop of water that would not try to get its piece of the sun.
- Well, spend more! - the cloud did not let up. - Spend your wealth! You will see how they will thank you when you have nothing left to take!
The sun was still merrily rolling across the sky and giving away its rays in millions, billions.
When it counted them at sunset, it turned out that everything was in place - look, every single one!
Upon learning of this, the cloud was so surprised that it immediately scattered into hail. And the sun splashed cheerfully into the sea.
Fairy tale "Sweet porridge"
Brothers Grimm
Once upon a time there was a poor, modest girl alone with her mother, and they had nothing to eat. Once the girl went into the forest and met an old woman on the way, who already knew about her miserable life and gave her an earthen pot. He had only to say: “Pot, cook!” - and tasty, sweet millet porridge will be cooked in it; and just tell him: “Potty, stop it!” - and the porridge will stop cooking in it. The girl brought a pot home to her mother, and now they got rid of poverty and hunger and began to eat sweet porridge whenever they wanted.
Once the girl left home, and the mother says: “Pot, cook!” - and porridge began to boil in it, and the mother ate her fill. But she wanted the pot to stop cooking porridge, but she forgot the word. And now he cooks and cooks, and the porridge is already creeping over the edge, and all the porridge is being cooked. Now the kitchen is full, and the whole hut is full, and porridge is creeping into another hut, and the street is all full, as if it wants to feed the whole world; and a great misfortune happened, and not a single person knew how to help that grief. Finally, when only the house remains intact, a girl comes; and only she said: “Pot, stop it!” - he stopped cooking porridge; and the one who had to go back to the city had to eat his way through the porridge. 
Fairy tale "Black grouse and the fox"
Tolstoy L.N.
The black grouse was sitting on a tree. The fox came up to him and said:
- Hello, black grouse, my friend, as soon as I heard your voice, I came to visit you.
“Thank you for your kind words,” said the grouse.
The fox pretended not to hear, and said:
– What are you talking about? I can not hear. You, black grouse, my friend, would go down to the grass for a walk, talk to me, otherwise I won’t hear from the tree.
Teterev said:
- I'm afraid to go to the grass. It is dangerous for us birds to walk on the ground.
Or are you afraid of me? - said the fox.
“Not you, I’m afraid of other animals,” said the black grouse. - There are all kinds of animals.
- No, black grouse, my friend, today the decree has been announced so that there will be peace throughout the earth. Now the animals do not touch each other.
“That’s good,” said the black grouse, “otherwise the dogs are running, if only in the old way, you would have to leave, but now you have nothing to be afraid of.”
The fox heard about the dogs, pricked up her ears and wanted to run.
– Where are you? - said the grouse. - After all, now the decree, the dogs will not be touched.
- And who knows! - said the fox. Maybe they didn't hear the order.
And she ran away.
Fairy tale "The Tsar and the Shirt"
Tolstoy L.N.
One king was sick and said:
“I will give half of the kingdom to the one who will cure me.
Then all the wise men gathered and began to judge how to cure the king. No one knew. Only one wise man said that the king can be cured. He said:
- If you find a happy person, take off his shirt and put it on the king, the king will recover.
The king sent to look for a happy person in his kingdom; but the ambassadors of the king traveled all over the kingdom for a long time and could not find a happy person. There was not a single one that was satisfied with everyone. Who is rich, let him be ill; who is healthy, but poor; who is healthy and rich, but his wife is not good; and whoever has children who are not good - everyone complains about something.
Once, late in the evening, the king's son was walking past the hut, and he heard someone say:
- Here, thank God, I've worked out, eaten and go to bed; what else do i need?
The king's son was delighted, ordered to take off this man's shirt, and give him money for it, as much as he wants, and take the shirt to the king.
The messengers came to the happy man and wanted to take off his shirt; but the happy one was so poor that he had no shirt on.
Tale "Chocolate Road"
Gianni Rodari
Three little boys lived in Barletta - three brothers. Somehow they were walking outside the city and suddenly saw some strange road - even, smooth and all brown.
- What, I wonder, is this road made of? The older brother was surprised.
“I don’t know from what, but not from planks,” the middle brother remarked.
They wondered, wondered, and then knelt down and licked the road with their tongues.
And the road, it turns out, was all lined with chocolate bars. Well, the brothers, of course, were not at a loss - they began to regale themselves. Piece by piece - they did not notice how the evening came. And they all gobble up chocolate. So we ate it all the way! Not a piece of her is left. As if there was no road at all, no chocolate!
– Where are we now? The older brother was surprised.
“I don’t know where, but it’s not Bari!” the middle brother answered.
The brothers were confused - they did not know what to do. Fortunately, a peasant came out to meet them, returning from the field with his cart.
“Let me take you home,” he offered. And he took the brothers to Barletta, right up to the house.
The brothers began to get out of the cart and suddenly saw that it was all made of cookies. They rejoiced and, without thinking twice, began to gobble her up on both cheeks. There was nothing left of the cart - no wheels, no shafts. Everyone ate.
That's how lucky one day three little brothers from Barletta. No one has ever been so lucky, and who knows if they will ever be.
One of my readers' favorite stories. She was born spontaneously, on the go, when I put my daughter to bed. I did not expect at all that this tale would be so loved by readers, and even fall into. It turned out that both children and their parents are very fond of such fairy tales at night. Therefore, I share with you two more evening tales.
The Tale of the Rhino Who Couldn't Sleep
Once upon a time there was a Rhinoceros, he was gray and thick-skinned, with a large horn on his nose. Cute, such, Rhinoceros. Once the Rhinoceros began to prepare for bed. He drank a glass of milk and cookies, washed his face, brushed his teeth, put on his pajamas and went to bed.
Everything is as usual. Only that evening the Rhino could not sleep at all. He tossed and turned in bed, but sleep did not come. First, he decided to think of something pleasant. He always did that when he couldn't sleep. The rhinoceros remembered the colored butterflies fluttering in the sky, then he thought about the juicy fresh grass. Delicious ... But the dream did not come.
And then a wonderful idea came to the Rhino! He thought he couldn't sleep because he forgot to do something before going to bed. Probably something very important. What exactly? He thought carefully and remembered! It turned out that Rhino forgot to put away his toys. That's what was the matter! He even felt ashamed.
Rhino got out of bed and cleaned up all the toys that were strewn across the floor. Then he lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep.
Good night Rhino!
Meditative sea tale
Imagine that you are sitting on the back of a blue dolphin. It has nice slippery sides. You firmly hold on to him with your hands, and he carries you forward along the playful waves. Funny sea turtles swim next to you, a baby octopus waves its tentacle in greeting, and seahorses swim with you in a race. The sea is kind and gentle, the breeze is warm and playful. Already ahead is the very rock to which you are swimming, your girlfriend, the little mermaid, is sitting on its edge. She is impatiently waiting for you. She has a green scaly tail and her eyes are the color of the sea. She laughs happily when she sees you and dives into the water. Loud splash, splash. And now you are already rushing forward together to the magical island. Friends are waiting for you there: a cheerful monkey, a clumsy hippo and a noisy motley parrot. Finally, you are already with them. Everyone sits down on the shore, a dolphin in the water, a little mermaid on the rocks. Everyone is waiting with bated breath. And then she begins to tell you extraordinary fairy tales. Tales about seas and oceans, about pirates, about treasures, about beautiful princesses. Fairy tales are so wonderful that you do not notice how the sun sets and night descends on the earth. It's time to sleep. The little mermaid says goodbye to everyone, the dolphin takes you on his back to take you home to a warm bed, and the little animals say goodbye to you, already yawning a little. Night, night has come. It's time to sleep, it's time to close your eyes to see in your dreams the beautiful tales told by the little mermaid.
An invaluable source of wisdom and inspiration for the child. In this section, you can read your favorite fairy tales online for free and give children the first important lessons in the world order and morality. It is from the magical story that children learn about good and evil, and also that these concepts are far from absolute. Each fairy tale has a short description , which will help parents choose a topic that is relevant for the age of the child, and provide him with a choice.
| Name of the fairy tale | Source | Rating |
|---|---|---|
| Vasilisa the Beautiful | Russian traditional | 328161 |
| Morozko | Russian traditional | 221879 |
| Aibolit | Korney Chukovsky | 938055 |
| Adventures of Sinbad the Sailor | Arabian tale | 212506 |
| Snowman | Andersen H.K. | 124590 |
| Moidodyr | Korney Chukovsky | 930747 |
| Ax porridge | Russian traditional | 244855 |
| The Scarlet Flower | Aksakov S.T. | 1332162 |
| Teremok | Russian traditional | 360868 |
| Fly Tsokotukha | Korney Chukovsky | 969512 |
| Mermaid | Andersen H.K. | 398114 |
| Fox and crane | Russian traditional | 196301 |
| Barmaley | Korney Chukovsky | 427226 |
| Fedorino grief | Korney Chukovsky | 721654 |
| Sivka-Burka | Russian traditional | 177024 |
| Green oak near Lukomorye | Pushkin A.S. | 726494 |
| Twelve months | Samuil Marshak | 758812 |
| The Bremen Town Musicians | Brothers Grimm | 262082 |
| Puss in Boots | Charles Perrault | 395236 |
| The Tale of Tsar Saltan | Pushkin A.S. | 599636 |
| The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish | Pushkin A.S. | 554730 |
| The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs | Pushkin A.S. | 272878 |
| The Tale of the Golden Cockerel | Pushkin A.S. | 227040 |
| Thumbelina | Andersen H.K. | 174775 |
| The Snow Queen | Andersen H.K. | 231655 |
| Walkers | Andersen H.K. | 27584 |
| sleeping Beauty | Charles Perrault | 89996 |
| Little Red Riding Hood | Charles Perrault | 212543 |
| Tom Thumb | Charles Perrault | 146591 |
| Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs | Brothers Grimm | 152284 |
| Snow White and Scarlet | Brothers Grimm | 40631 |
| The wolf and the seven Young goats | Brothers Grimm | 129885 |
| hare and hedgehog | Brothers Grimm | 123422 |
| Mrs. Metelitsa | Brothers Grimm | 84994 |
| sweet porridge | Brothers Grimm | 177385 |
| Princess on the Pea | Andersen H.K. | 103557 |
| Crane and Heron | Russian traditional | 27063 |
| Cinderella | Charles Perrault | 288956 |
| Tale of the Silly Mouse | Samuil Marshak | 309806 |
| Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves | Arabian tale | 124023 |
| Magic lamp of Aladdin | Arabian tale | 203633 |
| cat, rooster and fox | Russian traditional | 116857 |
| Hen Ryaba | Russian traditional | 293166 |
| fox and cancer | Russian traditional | 84244 |
| Sister fox and wolf | Russian traditional | 73384 |
| Masha and the Bear | Russian traditional | 249855 |
| The Sea King and Vasilisa the Wise | Russian traditional | 80131 |
| Snow Maiden | Russian traditional | 50898 |
| Three piglets | Russian traditional | 1694978 |
| ugly duck | Andersen H.K. | 119737 |
| Wild Swans | Andersen H.K. | 51842 |
| Flint | Andersen H.K. | 71307 |
| Ole Lukoye | Andersen H.K. | 111694 |
| The Steadfast Tin Soldier | Andersen H.K. | 44787 |
| Baba Yaga | Russian traditional | 121595 |
| Magic pipe | Russian traditional | 122532 |
| magic ring | Russian traditional | 145236 |
| Woe | Russian traditional | 20797 |
| Swan geese | Russian traditional | 69616 |
| Daughter and stepdaughter | Russian traditional | 22037 |
| Ivan Tsarevich and the Grey Wolf | Russian traditional | 62932 |
| Treasure | Russian traditional | 45751 |
| Kolobok | Russian traditional | 152962 |
| living water | Brothers Grimm | 79083 |
| Rapunzel | Brothers Grimm | 126346 |
| Rumplestiltskin | Brothers Grimm | 41280 |
| A pot of porridge | Brothers Grimm | 73510 |
| King Thrushbeard | Brothers Grimm | 25062 |
| little men | Brothers Grimm | 55946 |
| Hansel and Gretel | Brothers Grimm | 30570 |
| golden goose | Brothers Grimm | 38344 |
| Mrs. Metelitsa | Brothers Grimm | 20819 |
| Worn out shoes | Brothers Grimm | 29886 |
| Straw, coal and bean | Brothers Grimm | 26620 |
| twelve brothers | Brothers Grimm | 20936 |
| Spindle, hook and needle | Brothers Grimm | 26772 |
| Friendship of a cat and a mouse | Brothers Grimm | 34842 |
| Wren and bear | Brothers Grimm | 27154 |
| royal children | Brothers Grimm | 22100 |
| Brave little tailor | Brothers Grimm | 34063 |
| crystal ball | Brothers Grimm | 58052 |
| queen bee | Brothers Grimm | 37440 |
| Smart Gretel | Brothers Grimm | 21131 |
| Three lucky people | Brothers Grimm | 20871 |
| Three spins | Brothers Grimm | 20782 |
| Three snake leaves | Brothers Grimm | 20814 |
| Three brothers | Brothers Grimm | 20812 |
| glass mountain old man | Brothers Grimm | 20811 |
| Tale of the fisherman and his wife | Brothers Grimm | 20786 |
| underground man | Brothers Grimm | 28057 |
| Donkey | Brothers Grimm | 23032 |
| Ocheski | Brothers Grimm | 20603 |
| The Frog King, or Iron Henry | Brothers Grimm | 20817 |
| six swans | Brothers Grimm | 23542 |
| Marya Morevna | Russian traditional | 40456 |
| Miraculous miracle, wonderful miracle | Russian traditional | 40425 |
| two frosts | Russian traditional | 37440 |
| The most expensive | Russian traditional | 31521 |
| Miraculous shirt | Russian traditional | 37314 |
| frost and hare | Russian traditional | 37042 |
| How the fox learned to fly | Russian traditional | 45569 |
| Ivan the Fool | Russian traditional | 34245 |
| Fox and jug | Russian traditional | 24927 |
| bird tongue | Russian traditional | 21576 |
| soldier and devil | Russian traditional | 20826 |
| crystal mountain | Russian traditional | 24360 |
| Tricky Science | Russian traditional | 26708 |
| smart guy | Russian traditional | 20927 |
| Snow Maiden and Fox | Russian traditional | 59291 |
| Word | Russian traditional | 20883 |
| fast messenger | Russian traditional | 20764 |
| Seven Simeons | Russian traditional | 20801 |
| About the old grandmother | Russian traditional | 22638 |
| Go there - I don't know where, bring something - I don't know what | Russian traditional | 48185 |
| By pike command | Russian traditional | 65797 |
| Rooster and millstones | Russian traditional | 20757 |
| Shepherd's Pipe | Russian traditional | 32496 |
| petrified kingdom | Russian traditional | 20892 |
| About rejuvenating apples and living water | Russian traditional | 34401 |
| Goat Dereza | Russian traditional | 32357 |
| Ilya Muromets and the Nightingale the Robber | Russian traditional | 25777 |
| Cockerel and bean seed | Russian traditional | 51206 |
| Ivan - a peasant son and a miracle Yudo | Russian traditional | 26724 |
| Three Bears | Russian traditional | 442734 |
| Fox and black grouse | Russian traditional | 22411 |
| Tar barrel goby | Russian traditional | 71080 |
| Baba Yaga and berries | Russian traditional | 35440 |
| Battle on the Kalinov Bridge | Russian traditional | 20918 |
| Finist-clear falcon | Russian traditional | 48748 |
| Princess Nesmeyana | Russian traditional | 124612 |
| Tops and roots | Russian traditional | 53617 |
| Winter hut of animals | Russian traditional | 39007 |
| flying ship | Russian traditional | 68649 |
| Sister Alyonushka and brother Ivanushka | Russian traditional | 35442 |
| Cockerel golden comb | Russian traditional | 43046 |
| Zayushkina hut | Russian traditional | 126382 |
Listening to fairy tales, children not only acquire the necessary knowledge, but also learn to build relationships in society, relating themselves to one or another fictional character. Based on the experience of relationships between fairy-tale characters, the child understands that one should not unconditionally trust strangers. Our site presents the most famous fairy tales for your children. Choose interesting fairy tales in the presented table.
Why is it useful to read fairy tales?
Various plots of the fairy tale help the child to understand that the world around him can be contradictory and rather complicated. While listening to the adventures of the hero, children are confronted virtually with injustice, hypocrisy and pain. But this is how a baby learns to appreciate love, honesty, friendship and beauty. Always having a happy ending, fairy tales help the kid to be an optimist and resist all kinds of troubles in life.
The entertainment component of fairy tales should not be underestimated. Listening fascinating stories has a lot of advantages, for example, in comparison with watching cartoons - there is no threat to the baby's vision. Moreover, listening to children's fairy tales performed by parents, the baby learns many new words and learns to correctly articulate sounds. It is difficult to overestimate the importance of this, because scientists have long proven that nothing affects the future comprehensive development of a child like early speech development.
What are fairy tales for children?
Fairy tales there are different ones: magical - exciting children's imagination with a riot of fantasy; household - telling about a simple Everyday life, in which magic is also possible; about animals - where the leading characters are not people, but various animals so dearly loved by children. Our website presents a large number of such tales. Here you can read for free what will be interesting to the baby. Convenient navigation will help you make a search the right material fast and simple.
Read annotations to give the child the right to independently choose a fairy tale, because most modern child psychologists believe that the key to the future love of kids for reading lies in the freedom of choice of material. We give you and your child unlimited freedom in choosing wonderful children's fairy tales!
