Russian Folk Tales are the Russian Vedas, in which Hints of a life full of Adventures, Feats and Fabulous rewards are generously scattered! If you want Elena the Beautiful as your wife and Half the Kingdom to boot, learn to understand Secret meaning in stories familiar from childhood!

A fairy tale is a lie and there is a hint in it, who understood it - Lesson !

Russian Folk Tales cover Seven main themes:

1. About the Age of the Fox – 16 types of fox deceptions in 16 fairy tales. How the Russian People were deceived by the Fox for the last 1600 years

2. About the Fairytale Heroes and the Victory over the Gorynych Snakes that still turn their heads today: alcohol (green snake), smoking (tobacco snake), gadgets (technosnake)

3. Tales about Folk Household Wisdom

4. Magic Tales about the use of Boots of Speedwalkers, Tablecloth of Self-Branding, Flying Ship, Magic Mirror, Sword of the Kladenets and Guselek Samogudov

5. Star Tales about the magical connection with the Heavenly Halls of the Swan, the Zemun Cow, Finist the Clear Falcon and the stellar origin of humanity

6. Tales about Epiphany – cleansing of the Soul from Har (settlers – resentment, anger, anger)

Turnip, Teremok and others

7. Fairy tale "Ivan Tsarevich and the Gray Wolf" - how to beautifully enter the Age of the Wolf since 2012:

The most famous fairytale picture"Ivan Tsarevich and Elena the Beautiful on Gray Wolf» Vasnetsova

In December 2012, the cartoon “Ivan Tsarevich and the Gray Wolf” was released for the first time.

In 2012, Ivan Tsarevich began conducting magical seminars throughout Fairytale Rus'

In 2012, Ivan Tsarevich was invited to Channel One in the highest-rated evening program “Live,” where it was announced that the Age of the Fox had ended and the Age of the Wolf had begun!

TALES ABOUT THE FOX AND HER CLICKS

EPIC TALES

From the Age of the Fox to the Age of the Wolf.

Epic tales about the Fox describe all types of deception in our time, so that we, while remaining vigilant, can go through all the Intricacies of Fox plots in the Age of the Wolf - the time of honesty and truth and pass the 16 Exams!!!

Here are collected 16 main fairy tales that describe in Images the essence of the Fox's cunning.

Kolobok is a fairy tale about the Star lineage of the Slavs and the trials of the Kolobiy Body (Kolobok) in the Age of the Fox (1600 years) - Forty Forty.

The Hare's Hut is a fairy tale about how we were kicked out of our home and garden, and only the Golden Cockerel - a spiritual awakening - will help us return.

The Fox and the Wolf is a fairy tale about how fox priests constantly send us to catch fish on their tail, but they themselves have already stolen it from the fisherman!

The Fox and the Drozd is a fairy tale about juvenile justice, the Fox with a rolling pin is a fairy tale about moneylenders, the Fox and the Jug is about oligarchs and their fate, the Fox the Confessor is about priests, and so on.

Good fellows and beautiful maidens, open your Imaginative Thinking, igniting the Tsar in your head and restore your Kolobok!!!

1. KOLOBOK

Once upon a time there lived an old man with an old woman. The old man asks: “Bake a bun, old woman.” - “What is the oven made of? There is no flour.” - “Eh - oh, old woman! Scratch the box, mark the bottom of the barrel; maybe you’ll get some flour.”

The old woman took the wing, scraped it along the box, broomed it along the bottom, and collected about two handfuls of flour. She kneaded it with sour cream, fried it in oil and put it on the window to let it sit.

The gingerbread man lay there, lay there, and then suddenly rolled - from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor, along the floor and to the doors, jumped over the threshold into the entryway, from the entryway to the porch, from the porch into the yard, from the yard through the gate, further and further.

Kolobok is rolling along the road, and the Hare meets him: “Kolobok, Kolobok! I’ll eat you.” “Don’t eat me, squinty Bunny! I’ll sing you a song,” said Kolobok and sang:

I'm scraping the box

By the end of the day it's swept away,

Meshon on sour cream,

Yes, there is yarn in butter,

There is a chill on the window;

I left my grandfather's

I left my grandmother's

You, Hare, can't escape cleverly!

I'm scraping the box

By the end of the day it's swept away,

Meshon on sour cream,

Yes, there is yarn in butter,

There is a chill on the window;

I left my grandfather's

I left my grandmother's

I left the Hare

You, wolf, can't escape cleverly!

I'm scraping the box

By the end of the day it's swept away,

Meshon on sour cream,

Yes, there is yarn in butter,

There is a chill on the window;

I left my grandfather's

I left my grandmother's

I left the Hare

I left the Wolf

You, Bear, can't escape cleverly!

And he rolled away again; Only the Bear saw him!.. Kolobok rolls and rolls, and the Fox meets him: “Hello, Kolobok! How cute you are.” And Kolobok sang:

I'm scraping the box

By the end of the day it's swept away,

Meshon on sour cream,

Yes, there is yarn in butter,

There is a chill on the window;

I left my grandfather's

I left my grandmother's

I left the Hare

I left the Wolf

The Bear has left

I’ll leave you, Lisa, even more so!

“What a nice song!” said the Fox. “But I, Kolobok, have become old, I can’t hear well; sit on my face and sing it louder once again.” Kolobok jumped onto the Fox's face and sang the same song.

“Thank you, bun! It’s a nice song, I’d love to hear it! Sit on my tongue and sing it one last time,” said the Fox and stuck out her tongue; The bun foolishly jumped on her tongue, and the Fox - ah! and ate it.

And in the Age of the Wolf, the fairy tale ends like this: Kolobok sat on the Fox’s muzzle, and then the Bird Gamayun flew by, the Fox looked at her and listened to her singing, and Kolobok jumped and jumped and rolled on with cheerful and joyful Songs.

And all the good people began to be friends with Kolobok.

2. HABER HUT

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an ice hut, the hare had a bast hut.

The red spring has come - the fox's hut has melted, but the hare's hut remains as before.

So the fox asked him to spend the night, and kicked him out of the hut. A dear little bunny walks along and cries. A dog meets him:

Bang, bang, bang! What, bunny, are you crying?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night, but she kicked me out.

Don't cry, bunny! I will help your grief.

They approached the hut. The dog barked:

Bang, bang, bang! Get out, fox!

And the fox from the stove:

The dog got scared and ran away.

The bunny walks along the road again, crying. A bear meets him:

What are you crying about, bunny?

Don't cry, I will help your grief.

No, you won't help. The dog chased him, but he didn’t drive him out, and you can’t drive him out.

No, I'll kick you out!

They approached the hut. The bear will scream:

Get out, fox!

And the fox from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!

The bear got scared and ran away.

The bunny is coming again. A bull meets him:

What, bunny, are you crying?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked to spend the night and kicked me out.

No, bull, you can't help. The dog chased but didn’t drive him out, the bear chased him but didn’t drive him out, and you can’t drive him out.

No, I'll kick you out!

They approached the hut. The bull roared:

Get out, fox!

And the fox from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!

The bull got scared and ran away.

The little bunny is walking along the road again, crying more than ever. A rooster with a scythe meets him:

Ku-ka-riku! What are you crying about, bunny?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked to spend the night and kicked me out.

Let's go, I'll help your grief.

No, rooster, you can't help. The dog chased but didn’t drive him out, the bear chased him but didn’t kick him out, the bull chased him but didn’t kick him out, and you can’t drive him out.

No, I'll kick you out!

They approached the hut. The rooster stomped his paws and beat his wings:

Ku-ka-re-ku! I'm walking on my heels

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip the fox,

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox!

The fox heard, got scared and said:

Putting on my shoes...

Rooster again:

Ku-ka-re-ku! I'm walking on my heels

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip the fox,

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox!

Lisa says again:

Getting dressed...

Rooster for the third time:

Ku-ka-re-ku! I'm walking on my heels

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip the fox,

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox!

The Fox ran out of fear, and the rooster then cut off its tail, and the Fox ran off into the forest, tailless.

And the cockerel and the bunny began to live and make good things in the bast hut.

3. FOX AND WOLF

There lived a grandfather and a woman. Grandfather says to grandma:

You, woman, bake pies, and I will harness the sleigh and go get fish. Grandfather caught a cartload of fish. He drives home and sees: the fox is curled up and lying on the road.

Grandfather got off the cart and came up, but the fox wouldn’t stir, it lay there as if dead.

What a nice find! My old woman will have a collar for her fur coat. Grandfather took the fox and put it on the cart, and he himself went ahead. And the fox took advantage of the time and began to lightly throw out of the cart, one fish at a time, one fish after another, one fish at a time.

She threw out all the fish and quietly left. The grandfather arrived home and called the woman:

Well, old woman, a noble collar brought you for your fur coat! A woman approached the cart: there was neither a collar nor a fish on the cart. And she began to scold the old man:

Oh, you so-and-so, you even decided to deceive me!

Then the grandfather realized that the fox was not dead. I grieved, I grieved, but what are you going to do!

Meanwhile, the fox collected all the fish on the road in a pile, sat down and eats. A wolf comes to her:

Hello, gossip, bread and salt!

Give me some fish.

Catch it yourself and eat it.

Yes, I can't.

Eka, after all, I caught it. You, kumanek, go to the river, lower your tail into the hole, sit and say: “Catch, fish, both small and great! Catch, little fish, both small and great! So the fish itself will grab you by the tail. The longer you sit, the more you will learn.

The wolf went to the river, lowered his tail into the hole, sat and said:

Catch, little fish, both small and great. Catch fish, both small and large!

And the fox walks around the wolf and says:

The wolf asks the fox:

What are you saying, godfather?

And I help you, catch the fish on your tail.

And herself again:

Clear, clear the stars in the sky, Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail!

The wolf sat all night by the ice hole. His tail froze. I wanted to get up in the morning, but that was not the case. He thinks: “Wow, so many fish have fallen in - and we can’t get them out!”

At this time, a woman comes with buckets to fetch water. She saw a wolf and screamed:

Wolf, wolf! Beat him!

The wolf - back and forth - cannot pull out its tail. The woman threw the buckets and let’s hit him with the yoke. She beat and beat - the wolf struggled, struggled, tore off his tail and took off running. “Okay,” he thinks, “I’ll repay you already, godfather!”

And the little fox climbed into the hut where this woman lived, ate some dough from the kneading bowl, smeared the dough on her head, ran out onto the road, fell and lay there, moaning.

The wolf meets her:

So this is how you teach, godfather, to fish! Look, they beat me all over...

Lisa tells him:

Eh, kumanek! You don’t have a tail, but your head is intact, but they smashed my head, look, my brain is protruding, I’m struggling.

And that’s true,” the wolf tells her. “Where should you go, godfather, sit on me, I’ll take you.”

The fox sat on the wolf's back. He took her. Here is a fox riding a wolf and slowly singing:

Why are you still talking, godfather?

I, kumanek, speak to your pain. And herself again:

The beaten one brings the unbeaten, the beaten one brings the unbeaten!

The Wolf brought her home, and then the Fox wanted a chicken. At night she snuck into the chicken coop, stole a chicken, and the Rooster crowed: Ku-ka-re-ku!!! The dogs woke up, caught up with the Fox, tore off her tail so that she wouldn’t cheat, and took the chicken and returned it to the chicken coop. And the Cockerel and the hens lived together happily.

4. CAT, ROOSTER AND FOX

Listen: there was an old man, he had a cat and a rooster. The old man went into the forest to work, the cat brought him food, and left the rooster to guard the house. At that time the fox came:

Crow, cockerel,

golden comb,

Look out the window

I'll give you a pea

This is how the fox sang, sitting under the window. The rooster opened the window, stuck his head out and looked: who is singing here? And the fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to his hut. The rooster cried:

The fox carried me, the rooster carried me dark forests, behind dense forests, along steep banks, along high mountains. Cat Kotofeevich, get rid of me!

The cat heard the cry and gave chase, overtook the fox, fought off the rooster and brought him home.

Look, Petya,” the cat tells him, “don’t look out the window, don’t trust the fox: she will eat you and won’t leave any bones.”

The old man went into the forest again to work, and the cat brought him food. When the old man left, he ordered the rooster to take care of the house and not look out the window. But the fox really wanted to eat the cockerel. She came to the hut and sang:

Crow, cockerel,

golden comb,

Look out the window

I'll give you a pea

I'll give you some grains.

The rooster walks around the hut, is silent, does not respond. The fox sang the song again and threw peas out the window. The rooster ate the peas and said:

No, fox, you can't fool me! You want to eat me... and you won't leave any bones.

That's enough, Petya! Will I eat you? I wanted you to stay with me, to see my life, to look at my goods!

Crow, cockerel,

golden comb,

oil head,

Look out the window

I gave you peas

I'll give you some grains.

The rooster looked out the window, and the fox caught his claws. The rooster crowed with good obscenities:

The fox carried me, the rooster carried me through dark forests, through dense forests, along steep banks, over high mountains. Cat Kotofeevich, help me out!

The cat heard the cry, set off in pursuit, caught up with the fox and fought off the rooster.

Didn’t I tell you, Petya, don’t look out the window - the fox will eat you and won’t leave any bones behind! Look, listen to me! We'll go far tomorrow.

So again the old man went to work, and the cat brought him bread. The fox crept under the window and immediately began to sing a song. She crowed three times, but the rooster is still silent.

“What is this,” says the fox, “now Petya is completely numb!”

No, fox, don't fool me! I won't look out the window.

The fox threw peas and wheat out the window and sang again:

Crow, cockerel,

golden comb,

oil head,

Look out the window

I have a mansion,

The mansions are large,

In every corner

Wheat by measure:

Yes, you should look, Petya, how many wonders I have! That's it, don't trust the cat! If I wanted to eat you, I would have done it a long time ago. And then you see - I love you, I want to show you to people and teach you how to live in the world. Show yourself, Petya! Now I'm going around the corner!

And hid behind the wall...

The rooster jumped onto the bench, stuck his head out the window, and the fox grabbed his claws - and that was it! The rooster crowed at the top of his lungs, but the old man and the cat were far away and did not hear his cry.

How long or short does it take the cat to return home and see: there is no cockerel, he needs to be rescued from trouble. The cat immediately dressed up as a guslar, grabbed a club in his paws and went to the fox’s hut. He came and started playing the harp:

Jangling, harpers, golden strings! Is Lisafya at home, or at home with the children, one daughter is Chuchelka, the other is Podchuchelka, the third is Give-a-shuttle, the fourth is Sweep-six, the fifth is Pipe-Close, the sixth is Fire-Blow, and the seventh is Bake-Pies!

Lisa says:

Come, Chuchelka, look who sings such a good song?

The scarecrow went out of the gate, and the guslier tapped her on the pubis and in the box and sang the same song again. The fox sends another daughter, and after another - a third, and after a third - a fourth, and so on, whichever one comes out of the gate - the guslar will do its job: a knock on the pubis - and in the box! Killed all the Fox children one by one.

The fox is waiting for them and can't wait. “Let me,” he thinks, “I’ll see for myself!”

She went out of the gate, and the cat swung his baton, and as soon as it hit her on the head, she was out of her mind! The cockerel was delighted, flew out the window and thanks the cat for his salvation. They returned to the old man and began to live and live and make good things for themselves.

5. BEASTS IN THE PIT

Once upon a time there lived a cockerel and a hen. Here comes the hail. The chicken got scared and screamed:

Cockerel, cockerel! Trouble! The boyars came, they fired, they shot, they killed us! Let's run away from here!

And they ran. They ran and ran. A hare meets them:

Where are you running, cockerel?

Where are you running, little chicken?

Take me!

And the three of them ran. A fox meets them:

Where are you running, bunny?

Where are you running, cockerel?

Ay, don't ask me, ask the chicken!

Where are you running, little chicken?

The boyars came, they fired, they shot, they killed us!

Take me!

And the four of us ran. A wolf meets them:

Where are you running, fox?

Where are you running, bunny?

Don't ask me, ask the cockerel!

Where are you running, cockerel?

Ay, don't ask me, ask the chicken!

Where are you running, little chicken?

The boyars came, they fired, they shot, they killed us!

Take me!

And the five of us ran. A bear meets them:

Where are you running, wolf?

Don't ask me, ask the fox!

Where are you running, little fox?

Don't ask me, ask the hare!

Where are you running, bunny?

Don't ask me, ask the cockerel!

Where are you running, cockerel?

Ay, don't ask me, ask the chicken!

Where are you running, little chicken?

The boyars came, they fired, they shot, they killed us!

Take me!

And the six of us ran. They ran and ran into a deep hole and fell. They sat in the hole for a long time, they wanted to eat, but they couldn’t get out.

So the fox says:

Let's ask for names! Whose name is worse, we will eat him.

And the fox sang:

Rooster-rooster henna is a good name.

Kura-okura wa is a bad name!

Here we ate the chicken.

A little time has passed - I’m hungry again. The fox sang:

Bear-bear henna is a good name.

Lisa-Olisa is a good name.

Wolf-wolf henna is a good name.

Hare-hare henna is a good name.

Rooster-rooster hno is a bad name!

And they ate the cockerel.

We sat and wanted to eat again. The fox sang:

Bear-bear henna is a good name.

Lisa-Olisa is a good name.

Wolf-wolf henna is a good name.

Hare-hare hno is a bad name!

They also ate a hare. Whether for a long time or a short time, they wanted to eat again. The fox sang:

Bear-bear henna is a good name.

Lisa-Olisa is a good name.

Wolf-wolf hno is a bad name!

The bear tore the wolf apart. They started eating with the fox. The fox ate part of it and hid the other. We sat and sat and got hungry again. The fox slowly began to eat what was hidden, and the bear asked:

What, little fox, are you enjoying?

I take out my intestines and eat them.

How do you get them?

I tore open the belly and took it out.

The bear believed it and ripped open its belly.

The fox was left alone in the hole. A little time passed, a tit bird flies past. Lisa shouts to her:

Tit bird, help me out of trouble!

How can I help you out?

Throw some branches into the hole!

The tit bird landed in a hole of branches, and the fox got out into the wild.

6. HOW THE FOX LEARNED TO FLY

The crane met the fox:

What, fox, can you fly?

No I do not know how to.

Sit on me, I'll teach you.

The fox sat on the crane. The crane carried her away high, high.

What, fox, do you see the ground?

I can barely see: the ground looks like sheepskin!

The crane shook her off.

The fox fell on a soft place, on a hay pile.

The crane flew up:

Well, can you fly, fox?

I can fly, but it’s hard to land!

Sit on me again, I’ll teach you.

The fox sat on the crane. He carried it higher than before and shook it off.

The fox fell into the swamp: it went three fathoms into the ground.

So the fox never learned to fly.

Lisa - confessor

7. FOX CONFESSOR

One day a fox trudged through the forest all long autumn night without eating. At dawn she ran to the village, went into the man’s yard and climbed onto the roost of the chickens. She had just sneaked up and wanted to grab one hen, and it was time for the rooster to sing: suddenly he flapped his wings, stamped his feet and screamed at the top of his lungs. The fox flew from its perch in such fear that it lay in a fever for three weeks.

Just once the rooster decided to go into the forest - to take a walk, and the fox had been guarding him for a long time; hid behind a bush and waited to see if the rooster would come soon.

And the rooster saw a dry tree, flew up onto it and sat there.

At that time, the fox seemed bored with waiting, and wanted to lure the rooster from the tree; I thought and thought and came up with: “Let me seduce him!”

She came up to the tree and began to say hello:

Hello, Petenka!

“Why did the evil one bring her?” - the rooster thinks. And the fox begins with his tricks:

Petenka, I want the best for you - to guide you on the true path and teach you reason. You, Petya, have never been to confession. Come down to me and repent, and I will take away all your sins and will not make you laugh.

The rooster began to descend lower and lower and fell right into the fox's paws. The fox grabbed him and said:

Now I'll give you a hard time! You will answer for everything: you will remember your bad deeds! Remember how I came on a dark autumn night and wanted to use one chicken - and at that time I had not eaten anything for three days - and you flapped your wings and stamped your feet!..

Ah, fox! - says the rooster. - Your words are kind! Wise princess! Our bishop will soon have a feast; At that time I will begin to ask that you be made sweeter, and you and I will have soft breads, sweet eves, and good fame will come about us.

The fox spread its paws, and the rooster fluttered onto the oak tree.

8. FOX AND THRUSH

The thrush made a nest in a tree, laid eggs and hatched young. The fox found out about this. She came running and knocked her tail on the tree.

The blackbird looked out of the nest, and the fox said to him:

The blackbird got scared and began to beg, the fox began to beg:

Mother Fox, don’t cut down the tree, don’t destroy my children! I'll feed you pies and honey.

Well, if you feed me pies and honey, I won’t cut down a tree!

So come with me to the high road.

And the fox and the blackbird set off on the high road: the blackbird flies, the fox runs after them.

The blackbird saw an old woman and her granddaughter coming, carrying a basket of pies and a jug of honey.

The fox hid, and the blackbird sat down on the road and ran, as if it could not fly: it would take off from the ground and land, it would fly and land.

The granddaughter says to the grandmother:

Let's catch this bird!

Where can we catch you and me?

We'll catch it somehow. Apparently her wing is damaged. A very beautiful bird!

The old woman and her granddaughter put the basket and jug on the ground and ran after the blackbird.

The thrush took them away from the pies and honey. But the fox didn’t yawn: she ate plenty of pies and honey and hid it in storage.

The blackbird took off and flew away to its nest.

And the fox is right there - tap-tap with his tail on the tree:

I will cut down the tree with my tail, I will eat you, blackbird, and your children!

The blackbird leaned out of the nest and, well, begged the fox, well, begged the fox.

Mother Fox, don’t cut down the tree, don’t destroy my children! I'll give you beer.

Well, let's go quickly. I'm full of fat and sweets and I'm thirsty!

The blackbird flew onto the road again, and the fox ran after it.

Drozd sees a man coming, carrying a barrel of beer. Drozd comes to him: he will sit on a horse, then on a barrel. He made the man so angry that he wanted to kill him. A blackbird sat on a nail, and the man struck with an ax and knocked the nail out of the barrel. He himself ran to catch up with the blackbird.

And beer pours from a barrel onto the road. The fox got as drunk as she wanted, went and sang songs.

The blackbird flew away to its nest. The fox is right there again - tap-tap with his tail on the tree:

Fed!

Did you get me drunk?

Now make me laugh, otherwise I’ll cut down the tree with my tail, eat you, blackbird, and eat your children!

The blackbird led the fox to the village. He sees an old woman milking a cow, and next to him an old man is weaving bast shoes. Drozd sat on the old woman's shoulder. The old man says:

Old woman, don't move, I'll kill the blackbird! - And he hit the old woman on the shoulder, but missed the blackbird.

The old woman fell and knocked over the milk pan.

The old woman jumped up and started scolding the old man.

The fox laughed for a long time at the stupid old man.

The blackbird flew away to its nest. Before the children had time to feed, the fox again hit the tree with its tail: knock-knock-knock!

Thrush, and thrush, have you fed me?

Fed!

Did you get me drunk?

Did you make me laugh?

Made me laugh!

Now scare me!

The blackbird got angry and said:

Close your eyes, run after me!

A blackbird flew, flies and screams, and the fox runs after it - does not open its eyes.

The blackbird led the fox straight to the hunters.

Well, now, fox, get scared!

The fox opened her eyes, saw the dogs - and ran away. And the dogs follow her. I barely made it to my hole.

She climbed into the hole, caught her breath a little and began to ask:

Little eyes, little eyes, what were you doing?

We made sure that the dogs didn’t eat the fox.

Ears, ears, what were you doing?

We listened so that the dogs would not eat the fox.

Legs, legs, what were you doing?

We ran so that the dogs wouldn’t catch the little fox.

And you, tail, what did you do?

I, the boaster, hit stumps, bushes, logs and prevented you from running.

The fox got angry at the tail and stuck it out of the hole:

Here you dogs, eat my tail!

The dogs grabbed the fox by the tail and pulled it out of the hole, the tail was torn off and the fox ran off into the forest and never set foot anywhere near the thrush.

9. FOX AND CRANE

The fox and the crane became friends.

So the fox decided to treat the crane and went to invite him to visit her:

Come, kumanek, come, dear! I'll treat you!

The crane went to the feast. And the fox cooked semolina porridge and spread it on the plate. Served and served:

Eat, my dear kumanek, - I cooked it myself.

The crane knocked and knocked with his nose on the plate, knocked, knocked - nothing hit!

And the fox licked and licked the porridge, so she ate it all herself.

She ate the porridge and said:

Don't blame me, kumanek! There is nothing else to treat.

The crane answers her:

Thank you, godfather, and that’s it! Come to visit me.

The next day the fox comes to the crane, and he prepared okroshka, put it in a jug with a narrow neck, put it on the table and said:

Eat, gossip! Really, there’s nothing else to regale you with.

The fox began to spin around the jug. And he comes in like this, and this way, and licks it, and sniffs it, but he just can’t get it: his head won’t fit into the jug.

And the crane pecks and pecks until it has eaten everything.

Well, don't blame me, godfather! There is nothing more to treat!

The fox was annoyed. I thought I’d have enough to eat for a whole week, but I went home and didn’t eat much. As it came back, so it responded!

Since then, the fox and the crane have been apart in their friendship.

10. FOX AND GOAT

A fox ran, gaped at the crow - and fell into a well. There was not much water in the well: it was impossible to drown, and it was impossible to jump out either.

The fox sits and grieves.

The goat is coming - clever mind; walks, shakes his beard, shakes his faces; I had nothing better to do and looked into the well, saw a fox there and asked:

What are you doing there, little fox?

“I’m resting, my dear,” the fox answers, “it’s hot up there, that’s how I climbed up here.” It's so cool and nice here! Cold water - as much as you want!

But the goat has been thirsty for a long time.

Is the water good? - asks the goat.

“Excellent,” the fox answers. - Clean, cold! Jump here if you want; There will be a place for both of us here.

The goat foolishly jumped and almost ran over the fox. And she told him:

Eh, the bearded fool, he didn’t even know how to jump - he splashed all over.

The fox jumped onto the goat's back, from the back onto the horns, and out of the well.

A goat almost disappeared from hunger in a well; They found him by force and dragged him out by the horns.

11. FOX AND JUG

A woman went out into the field to reap and hid a jug of milk behind the bushes. The fox approached the jug, stuck its head into it, and lapped up the milk; It’s time to go home, but the problem is that he can’t get his head out of the jug.

A fox walks, shakes its head and says:

Well, the jug, I was joking, and so be it - let me go, little jug! You've had enough of spoiling, my dear, - I've played and that's enough!

The jug doesn't lag behind, no matter what you want.

The fox got angry:

Wait, you damned one, if you don’t lag behind in honor, then I’ll drown you.

The fox ran to the river and let's drown the jug. The jug drowned, and he pulled the fox with him.

12. FOX AND BEAR

Once upon a time there lived a godmother, the Fox; In her old age, the Fox was tired of looking after herself, so she came to the Bear and began to ask for a place to live:

Let me in, Mikhail Potapych, I’m an old, learned fox, I won’t take up much space, I won’t take up too much space, I won’t

The bear, without thinking for a long time, agreed. The Fox went to live with the Bear and began to inspect and sniff where he had everything. Mishenka lived with plenty, ate his fill and fed Fox well. So she noticed a tub of honey on a shelf in the canopy, and the Fox, like a Bear, loves to eat sweets; She lies there at night and thinks about how she can go away and lick the honey; lies, taps his tail and asks Bear:

Mishenka, no way, is someone knocking on our door? The Bear listened.

And then, he says, they knock.

This, you know, they came for me, for the old doctor.

Well, - said the Bear, - go.

Oh, kumanek, I don’t want to get up!

Well, well, go,” Mishka urged, “I won’t even lock the doors behind you.”

The fox groaned, got off the stove, and when she walked out the door, that’s where her agility came from! She climbed onto the shelf and started fixing the tub; she ate, she ate, she ate the whole top, she ate her fill; She covered the tub with a rag, covered it with a circle, covered it with a pebble, tidied everything up, just like the Bear had, and returned to the hut as if nothing had happened. The bear asks her:

What, godmother, did she walk far?

Close, kumanek; called the neighbors, their child fell ill.

So, did you feel better?

Feel better.

What's the child's name?

Top, kumanek.

The bear fell asleep and the fox fell asleep. The Fox liked the honey, so she lies there the next night, tapping her tail on the bench:

Mishenka, no way, is someone knocking on our door again?

The Bear listened and said:

And then, godfather, they knock!

This, you know, they came for me!

“Well, gossip, go,” said the Bear.

Oh, kumanek, I don’t want to get up and break old bones!

Well, well, go,” the Bear urged, “I won’t even lock the doors behind you.”

The fox groaned, got off the stove, trudged to the door, and when she came out the door, that’s where her agility came from! She climbed onto the shelf, got to the honey, ate, ate, ate the whole middle; Having eaten her fill, she covered the tub with a rag, covered it with a mug, covered it with a pebble, put everything away as it should, and returned to the hut. And the Bear asks her:

How far did you go, godfather?

Very close, kumanek. The neighbors called, their child fell ill.

Well, do you feel better?

Feel better.

What's the child's name?

Seredochka, kumanek.

“I haven’t heard such a name,” said Bear.

And-and, kumanek, you never know there are many wonderful names in the world! - answered Lisa.

With that they both fell asleep. The Fox liked the honey; So on the third night he lies there, tapping his tail, and the Bear herself asks:

Mishenka, no way, is someone knocking on our door again?

The Bear listened and said:

And then, godfather, they knock.

This, you know, they came for me.

Well, godfather, go if they call you,” said the Bear.

Oh, kumanek, I don’t want to get up and break old bones! You see for yourself - they don’t let you sleep a single night!

Well, well, get up,” the Bear urged, “I won’t even lock the doors behind you.”

The fox groaned, groaned, got off the stove and trudged to the door, and when she came out the door, that’s where her agility came from! She climbed onto the shelf and began to grab the tub; ate, ate, ate all the last bits; Having eaten her fill, she covered the tub with a rag, covered it with a circle, pressed it down with a stone, and put everything away as it should be. Returning to the hut, she climbed onto the stove and curled up. And the Bear began to ask the Fox:

How far did you go, godfather?

Very close, kumanek. The neighbors called the child to treat him.

Well, do you feel better?

Feel better.

What's the child's name?

The last one, kumanek, The last one, Potapovich!

“I haven’t heard such a name,” said Bear.

And-and, kumanek, you never know there are many wonderful names in the world!

The bear fell asleep, and the Fox fell asleep.

Whether for a long time or for a short time, the Fox wanted honey again - after all, the Fox has a sweet tooth - so she pretended to be sick: kahi yes kahi, she does not give the Bear peace, she coughed all night.

The gossip, says Mishka, should at least get some treatment.

Oh, kumanek, I have a potion, just add some honey to it, and it will wash everything away with your hand.

Mishka got up from the bunk and went out into the hallway, took off the tub - and the tub was empty!

Where did the honey go? - the Bear roared. - Kuma, this is your doing!

The fox coughed so hard that she didn’t give an answer.

Godmother, who ate the honey?

What kind of honey?

Yes, my, that was in the tub!

If it was yours, that means you ate it,” answered the Fox.

No,” said the Bear, “I didn’t eat it, I saved it all for chance; Do you know that you, godfather, were naughty?

Oh, you such an offender! You invited me, a poor orphan, to live with you, and you want to take me away from the world! No, friend, I didn’t attack that one! I, the fox, will instantly recognize the culprit and find out who ate the honey.

The Bear was happy and said:

Please, gossip, find out!

Well, let's lie down against the sun - whoever has honey drained from his stomach will eat it.

They lay down and the sun warmed them. The Bear began snoring, and Foxy quickly went home: she scraped the last honey from the tub, smeared it on the Bear, and, having washed her paws, went to wake up Mishenka.

Get up, I found the thief! I found the thief! - the Fox shouts into the Bear’s ear.

Where? - Mishka roared.

“Yes, that’s where,” said the Fox and showed Mishka that his whole belly was covered in honey.

The bear sat up, rubbed his eyes, ran his paw over his stomach - the paw just clung, and the Fox reproached him:

You see, Mikhailo Potapovich, the sun has drained the honey from you! Go ahead, kumanek, don’t blame yourself on someone else!

Having said this, Liska waved her tail, only the Bear saw her.

13. FOX AND CANCER

Lisa says to cancer:

Let's race!

Well, fox, come on.

They began to distill.

The fox ran, and the crayfish grabbed the fox's tail.

The fox ran to the spot, turned around to look, wagged its tail, the crayfish unhooked itself and said:

And I've been waiting here for you for a long time.

14. FOX AND GRACE

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 black grouse.

The fox pretended not to hear and said:

What are you saying? I can not hear. You, little black grouse, my friend, should come down to the grass for a walk and talk to me, otherwise I won’t hear from the tree.

Teterev said:

I'm afraid to go on the grass. It is dangerous for us birds to walk on the ground.

Or are you afraid of me? - said the fox.

“I’m not afraid of you, but of other animals,” said the black grouse. - There are all kinds of animals.

No, little black grouse, my friend, today a decree has been announced so that there will be peace throughout the entire earth. Nowadays animals don’t touch each other.

That’s good,” said the black grouse, “otherwise the dogs are running; If it were the old way, you would have to leave, but now you have nothing to fear.

The fox heard about the dogs, pricked up her ears and wanted to run.

Where are you going? - said the black grouse. - After all, now there is a decree that the dogs will not be touched.

And who knows! - said the fox. - Maybe they didn’t hear the decree.

And she ran away.

15. CHANTERELLE WITH A ROLLING ROLLING ROLL.

The fox was walking along the path and found a rolling pin. She picked it up and moved on. She came to the village and knocked on the hut.

Knock-knock-knock!

Who's there?

I'm a fox-sister! Let me spend the night!

It's cramped without you.

On the bench myself, tail under the bench, rolling pin under the stove - Yes, I won’t displace you: I’ll lie down on the bench myself, tail under the bench, rolling pin under the stove. They let her in. So she lay down on the bench herself, her tail under the bench, the rolling pin under the stove. Early in the morning the fox got up, burned her rolling pin, and then asked:

Where's my rolling pin? Give me some chicken for her! Man - there's nothing to do! - I gave her a chicken for a rolling pin.

The fox took the chicken, walked and sang:

The fox took the chicken, walked and sang: The fox walked along the path,

I found a rolling pin

I took the chicken by the rolling pin!

She came to another village:

Knock-knock-knock!

Who's there?

It's cramped without you.

Yes, I won’t push you aside: I’ll lie down on the bench myself, tail under the bench, chicken under the stove. He let her in. The little fox lay down on the bench, her tail under the bench, and the chicken under the stove. Early in the morning, the fox got up, grabbed the chicken, ate it, and then asked: The fox took the goose, goes and sings:

Where's my chicken? Give me a piece for the chicken.

The fox took the goose and goes and sings:

A fox walked along the path,

I found a rolling pin

She took the chicken by the rolling pin,

I took a piece for the chicken!

In the evening she came to the third village:

Knock-knock-knock!

Who's there?

Me, little fox-sister! Let me spend the night!

It's cramped without you.

Yes, I won’t push you aside: I’ll lie down on the bench myself, tail under the bench, little bit under the stove. He let her in. The little fox lay down on the bench, her tail under the bench, and her little goose under the stove. Early in the morning, just before it was light, the fox got up, grabbed the goose, ate it, and said:

Where is my goose? Give me a girl for a piece. And it’s a pity to give the girl away to the man. He put it in a bag big dog and gave it to the fox: Then the dog jumped out of the bag

Take the girl, fox! So the fox took the bag, went out onto the road and said?

Girl, sing songs! And the dog out of the bag will growl! The fox got scared, threw the bag - and ran... Then the dog jumped out of the bag - and followed her! The fox ran and ran from the dog and ducked into a hole under a tree stump. Sits there and says:

Then the dog grabbed the fox's tail - My ears, my ears! What did you do?

We listened to everything.

What were you doing, little legs?

We kept running.

And you, little eyes?

We kept looking.

What about you, tail?

And I kept stopping you from running.

Oh, you were in the way! Well, wait, I’ll ask you! - and stuck her tail out of the hole: - Eat it, dog! Then the dog grabbed the fox's tail, pulled the fox out of the hole and let's wag it! She tore off her tail and ran off into the forest, tailless.

16. FOX - Wanderer

Life was bad for the fox, so she decided to become a wanderer - to go on a pilgrimage.

I got dressed and went. A bear came across her and asked:

Where are you going, fox?

Pray to God... Come with me. I’ll go and lead you myself.

As they walked and walked, a wolf met them:

Where are you going, fox, where are you leading the bear?

Pray to God... Come with us. I’ll go and lead you myself.

And he went.

Walking and walking, a hare came towards me:

Where are you going, fox, where are you leading the bear and the wolf?

On a pilgrimage... Come with me. I’ll go and lead you myself.

And the hare went.

They walked and walked and walked and walked - there was a hole in the road. How to go?

The fox put down her perch and said to the bear:

Your legs are plump, your paws are wide: if you walk, you won’t fall!

The bear has gone. As soon as he stepped, he fell into the hole and died.

The fox says to the wolf:

You little wolf cub, go. You have pretty paws, sharp claws - you can hold on.

So the wolf went and fell into the hole and was also killed.

The fox says to the hare:

You little bobby bunny, go. You have thin legs, you are light. You will quickly run along the perch.

The hare went and fell into the hole and was killed.

And the fox climbed into the hole and ate everyone.

So much for your pilgrimage! Don't trust the Foxes, otherwise you will die.

A fairy tale is a lie and there is a hint in it, who understood its lesson!

THOUGHTS

A man dug a hole in the forest and covered it with brushwood to see if he could catch any animals.

A fox was running through the forest. I looked at the top - bang in the hole!

A crane was flying. He went down to look for the stern and tied his feet in brushwood; began to struggle - bang into the hole!

And grief is in the forest, and grief is in the crane. They don’t know what to do, how to get out of the hole.

The fox rushes from corner to corner - there is a column of dust in the pit; and the crane tucked one leg - and did not move, and kept pecking at the ground in front of it. They both think about how to help the trouble.

The fox runs and runs and says:

The crane will peck, peck and say:

But I have one thought!

And they will start again - the fox will run and the crane will peck.

“What a stupid crane,” the fox thinks! Why does he keep pecking at the ground? He doesn’t even know that the earth is thick and you can’t bite right through it.”

And she herself circles around the pit and says:

I have a thousand, thousand, thousand thoughts!

And the crane pecks everything in front of itself and says:

But I have one thought!

The man went to see if anyone had fallen into the hole.

When the fox heard that they were coming, he began to rush even more from corner to corner and just said:

I have a thousand, thousand, thousand thoughts!

And the crane became completely silent and stopped pecking. The fox looks - he has fallen, stretched out his legs and is not breathing. He died of fright, my dear!

The man lifted the brushwood; he sees that a fox and a crane have fallen into a hole: the fox is bustling around the hole, but the crane lies there and does not move.

“Oh, you,” says the man, “a vile fox!” You ate such a bird from me!

He pulled the crane out of the hole by its legs; I touched it - it was still a very warm crane; He began to scold the fox even more strongly.

And the fox is running around the pit, doesn’t know which little idea to grab onto: a thousand, a thousand, a thousand, little thoughts!

Wait a minute! - says the man. - I remember your sides for the crane!

He put the bird near the hole - and towards the fox.

As soon as he turned away, the crane would spread its wings and scream:

I had one thought!

They only saw him.

And the fox with his thousand, thousand, thousand thoughts ended up on the collar of his fur coat.

Both children and adults love fairy tales. These works, as well as proverbs, reflect the deep wisdom, moral traditions and centuries-old experience of the people. Who among us does not remember stories where one of the main characters is a fox? There probably aren't any. More than half of Russian folk tales are written about this red forest animal. In the books, a cunning and insidious fox is ready to achieve her goal in any way: steal a fish from a peasant, catch a bunny or a cockerel, change ice hut on bast, resort to flattery and charm the interlocutor with an insinuating voice.

Presented on our website large selection works about a fox. You can read the story to your child yourself, listen to the work online for free with your child, and also download a fable or fairy tale. Listening to audio tales about a fox, children learn to draw analogies between the characters of animals and people, and understand how to act in a given case. The book helps develop the baby's imagination, memory and speech. Therefore, before going to bed, be sure to not only sing a lullaby, but also tell fairy tales to your child.

Why is the fox considered a cunning animal?

The fox as a forest animal has always been of great interest to humans. She is not endowed with special strength, and therefore she has to be dexterous and cunning in order to get food and save her life. The very image that we see when we read works about a fox - cunning, resourceful, curious - was formed as a result of people’s observations of the animal’s behavior in nature:

• Many hunters told how a fox pretended to be dead in order to weaken a person’s vigilance and sneak away. Often, when fired from a gun, a fox falls to the ground as if wounded, and then, finding itself in a bag with other prey, chooses an opportune moment and runs away.
• These animals have good eyesight and a keen sense of smell, they know how to evade pursuit and avoid poorly hidden traps.
• People consider the fox to be cunning because of how skillfully she avoids obstacles and drags chickens out of the henhouse under the cover of darkness. More than one fairy tale about a fox tells about this.
• The red-haired, nosy animal is often let down by its natural curiosity. A fox can fall into a trap if it becomes interested in an unfamiliar object or is attracted by a “delicious” smell.

It is not surprising that such an interesting animal has become the hero of many works and even songs. Short tales about the fox and the hare, in which the cheat first achieves everything through cunning and deception, and then pays for her tricks, are educational in nature. Children get to know their personalities different characters They understand that they don’t need to be cunning and resourceful themselves and it’s better not to communicate with such people.

How many nicknames does a fox have?

Perhaps not a single one fairy tale hero there are not as many nicknames as the fox. In fairy tales, she appears as a beauty in a red fur coat with a fluffy tail. And, despite the fact that the fox almost always acts as a negative character, she is affectionately called: gossip, little fox-sister. Such nicknames show a “family” connection with other heroes, for example, a wolf or a bear. Another reason why the fox was given such a nickname is the image of the godfather that has developed among the people: cunning, envious, able to get her way through flattery and deception.

Often in Russian fairy tales about a wolf and a fox main character They are called by their first name and patronymic, for example, Elizaveta Ivanovna or Elizaveta Patrikeevna. The fox received her patronymic name Patrikeevna in honor of the governor of Novgorod, Prince Patrikey, who became “famous” among the people for his actions. The prince was a cunning manager and often profited from ordinary people. Fox may also be called short name Lysafya, which is a derivative of the name Elizabeth. And in modern copyright and foreign fairy tales, the fox is often called Alice.

What fairy tales about the fox are presented on the site?

The fox in Russian folk tales is most often a negative character, however, listening to fairy tales about the fox is very interesting. Cunning, resourcefulness, flattery, caution - these are the traits her people endow her with. In fairy tales, the fox is characterized by many human vices: selfishness, greed, vindictiveness, prudence, theft, and the ability to shift the blame onto another. also in short fairy tales about the fox, the main character is contrasted with another character: for example, the wolf acts as a kind of simpleton who falls for all the tricks of the gossip and as a result finds himself in an unenviable position. As for the prey that the fox attacks, most often it is a small hare, a kind cockerel and forest birds.

On our website you will find a large collection of fairy tales about the fox: texts and audio recordings, as well as pictures and cartoons that you can watch online and download to your computer. One of the most famous and readable fairy tales for preschoolers and primary school students - this is “Sister Fox and Wolf”. Here the triumph of the fox is depicted: she twice deceived the envious, gullible and stupid godfather. First she advised him to fish in the ice hole using his wolf tail, and then she forced him to carry the broken one without the broken one.

In the work “The Fox and the Crane,” the gossip tries to seem friendly and hospitable, but in reality she is indifferent to other people’s needs and thinks about her own benefit. In the fairy tale “The Fox the Confessor,” the little fox sister is treacherous, vindictive, greedy and lazy. The heroine of the work “Kotofey Ivanovich the Cat and the Fox” deceives other characters in order to achieve her goal, and with those who do not wish her harm, she is kind and affectionate. But there are many works in which the fox gets the worst of it, she falls into a trap because of other animals or due to her own stupidity: “Wild Duck, Fox and Raven”, “Beasts in the Pit”, “Cat, Rooster and Fox”, “Fox and jug" etc.

The fairy tales presented in our library will appeal to children, regardless of age. And parents, listening to works about a fox or a fox cub, will be able to remember their childhood years when their parents read books to them. Sit back, choose a story from our catalog and open the door to the wonderful world of fairy tales! And remember, no matter what animals are in books, in life they are our little brothers whom we must love and protect.

The fox in Russian folk tales has become the personification of an evil mind. She is beautiful, seductive, eloquent, and can easily pretend to be defenseless and weak, manipulating others for her own gain. To achieve what she wants, the red-haired beast is ready to use all her trump cards - deception, deceit, fraud, seduction. In fairy tales, the fox acts as a negative character who, trying to outwit positive hero, he himself becomes a victim, paying for his meanness and hypocrisy.

Fox in Russian folk tales

Why is the fox credited with a sharp mind and resourcefulness?

The sly fox, like a character in fairy tales, appeared as a result of observations of this animal by ordinary people. These are mainly stories from hunters who personally saw the tricks of the red cheat. More than once she pretended to be dead in order to catch game. As a captive, she behaves similarly in order to weaken the hunter's vigilance and escape. She can fall when a weapon is fired, as if wounded, but when she is thrown among the rest of the prey, she will sneak away at any convenient moment. Even with serious wounds, the foxes managed to get out of the bag and run back into the forest. Since she is not endowed with special powers, she has to resort to cunning to survive.

And they often hunt for her, either because of her beautiful fur or because of her predatory activities. She herself is a good hunter - dexterous, cunning, silent. Its victims are hares, grasshoppers, mice, butterflies, fish, cockchafers, young roe deer, as well as poultry and eggs hatched by it. Due to the fact that she often climbs chicken coops, poultry owners dislike her. That is why among the people the fox acquired the image of a clever villainess-thief.

Nicknames of foxes in fairy tales

In fairy tales, the fox is portrayed as a real beauty because of her luxurious red fur coat. And, despite the character’s negativity, they are often affectionately called “gossip” or “sister”. Similar family ties she has with another anti-hero of fairy tales - a wolf and other animals, which she can still fool. There is another prerequisite for this nickname - the evil one female image, which was common among the people. A cunning and sharp-tongued gossip or neighbor who was in every village, capable of sweetening the interlocutor and achieving her selfish goals.

In one of the Russian fairy tales, the fox is even given a name - Patrikeevna. But it is not in honor of the woman, but in honor of the governor of Novgorod, Prince Patrikey Narimantovich. He became famous among the people as a cunning and unscrupulous manager, manipulating people and making money in dishonest ways.

The image of a fox from folk tales

In each of the fairy tales, specific features of the fox are highlighted. It's rare that she's the victim. Basically he is a skilled deceiver and swindler:

• "The Fox and the Crane" displays duplicity - external benevolence and hospitality, hiding indifference to other people's needs and calculation;
• "Sister Fox and the Wolf" shows the adventurism of the villainess, her penchant for mischief and ridicule, hypocrisy even with her brothers;
• "Fox - Confessor"- the image of the red-haired heroine personifies deceit and vindictiveness;
• "Cockerel is a golden comb" And "Kolobok"- the heroine deceives naive, good-natured characters for her own selfish purposes;
• "Fox with a rolling pin"- reveals the image of a fraudulent fox, greedy and dishonest;
• "The Fox and the Black Grouse" shows the main traits of the character - flattery and deception, hypocrisy;
• "Snow Maiden and Fox"- one of the few fairy tales where the animal character is positive. Here she shows kindness and altruism by helping the Snow Maiden.

The people in fairy tales demonstrated a negative attitude not towards the animal itself, but towards the qualities that it symbolizes.

> Tales of Foxes and the Fox

This section presents a collection of fairy tales about Foxes in Russian. Enjoy reading!

The fox and the crane became friends. So the fox decided to treat the crane, and went to invite him to visit her: “Come, kumanek, come, dear!” I'll treat you. The crane went to the banquet. And the fox cooked semolina porridge and spread it on the plate. She served it and treated it to her: “Eat, my dear little kumanek,” she cooked it herself. Crane...

There lived a wolf and a fox. The wolf has a twig hut, the fox has an ice hut. Rostepel came, the fox's hut melted. The fox came to the wolf for the night to ask: - Let me, kumanek, warm up! “My hut is small,” says the wolf. - There is nowhere for one to turn. Where shall I send you? The wolf did not let the fox in. The fox appeared...

Once upon a time, they say, animals and cattle did not have tails. Only one animal king - the lion - had a tail. Life was bad for animals without tails. In winter it’s still a bit of a mess, but summer will come - there’s no escape from flies and midges. What will you use to drive them away? More than one has been eaten by gadflies and horseflies the summer before death. At least shout the guard...

A woodpecker hollowed out a hollow in an aspen tree, made a nest and brought out the babies - three woodpeckers. The little ones grow, and the woodpecker rejoices. “I’ll raise children,” he thinks, “and it will help me in my old age.” But it’s not without reason that they say: “If the woodpecker hadn’t had a long sock, no one would have found it!” He did not know how to rejoice to himself, but trumpeted it to the whole forest...

• The fox was in the wolf's service and did everything the wolf wanted, because he was weaker than him... It is clear that the fox was not averse to getting rid of his master. One day they happened to be walking through the forest together, and the wolf said: “Come on, red one, get me something to eat, otherwise I’ll eat you.” - "I...

Once upon a time there lived a rooster and a hen. There was a crop failure in those places, and it was difficult for the rooster and the hen. “What kind of life is this,” they complained to each other. - How many times do you have to bend down and rake the ground with your paws in order to find a single grain! The rooster and hen decided to move somewhere else, to...

One cold winter day, a lion called a wolf and a fox and ordered them: “Today you will go hunting with me!” The wolf and the fox respectfully bowed their heads in agreement and went hunting with the lion. They hunted for a long time in the mountains and ran around more than one winter pasture where shepherds kept their flocks...

One day a bird and a fox met, talked to each other, thought and decided to sow a small field with wheat. “You,” says the fox, “get the seeds, and I will sow.” The bird agreed, flew to one peasant yard, flew to another, wandered around the barns and collected seeds. - Now go...

Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman. They had a granddaughter, Snegurushka. She went berry picking with her friends in the summer. They walk through the forest, picking berries. Tree by tree, bush by bush. And the Snow Maiden fell behind her friends. They yelled at her and yelled at her, but the Snow Maiden didn’t hear. It had already become dark, the girlfriends went home. Snow Maiden is like...

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an ice hut, and the hare had a bast hut. Spring has come - the fox's hut has melted, but the hare's hut remains as before. So the fox asked him to spend the night, and kicked him out. Dear bunny is coming. crying. Dogs meet him: - Tyaf. bang, bang! Why are you crying bunny? - How...

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. And the fox had an ice hut, and the hare had a bast hut. Spring came and the fox’s hut melted, but the hare’s hut remained as before. Then the fox came to the hare and asked him to spend the night, he let her in, and she took him and kicked him out of her own hut. A hare walks through the forest and sadly...

Once upon a time there lived a peasant who had a Sheep. The owner didn’t like her and tortured her with nagging! She decided to leave home. I walked, I walked. The Fox met her: “Where are you going, Sheep?” - Yes, little fox-sister, I left the man, my life was completely gone. No matter what happens: whether a goat scatters hay, or a ram scatters a fence...

A crane met a fox: “What, fox, can you fly?” -No I do not know how to. - Sit on me, I’ll teach you. The fox sat on the crane. The crane carried her away high, high. -What, fox, do you see the ground? -I can barely see: the ground looks like sheepskin! The crane shook her off. The fox fell on a soft place, on a hay pile. Crane...

Once upon a time there was a man. This guy had a cat, but he was such a spoiler, it was a disaster! He's bored to death. So the man thought and thought, took the cat, put it in a bag and carried it into the forest. He brought it and threw it in the forest - let it disappear. The cat walked and walked and came across a hut. He climbed into the attic and lay down for himself. If he wants to eat, he'll go...

Listen: there was an old man, he had a cat and a rooster. The old man went into the forest to work, the cat brought him food, and left the rooster to guard the house. At that time the fox came: “Crow, cockerel, Golden comb, Look out the window, I’ll give you a pea,” So the fox sang, sitting under the window. The rooster opened the window and stuck out its head...

Lisa was very hungry. He runs along the road and looks around: is it possible to get hold of something edible somewhere? She sees: a man is carrying frozen fish on a sleigh. “It would be nice to try some fish,” thought the Fox. She ran forward, lay down on the road, threw back her tail, straightened her legs. Well, it’s dead, that’s it! ...

A fox fell into a hole, and above this hole stood a tree, and on the tree a thrush built a nest. The fox sat and sat in the hole, kept looking at the blackbird and said to him: “Thrush, blackbird, what are you doing?” - I look at the nest. - What do you need the nest for? - I’ll take the children out. - Thrush, feed me. If you don't feed me, I'll eat your children. Thrush to grieve...

The thrush made a nest in a tree, laid eggs and hatched young. The fox found out about this. She came running and knocked her tail on the tree. The blackbird looked out of the nest, and the fox said to him: “I’ll cut down the tree with my tail, I’ll eat you, blackbird, and your children!” The blackbird got scared and began to ask, began to beg the fox: - Mother Fox, trees...

Once upon a time there were two friends: the bunny Gray Tail and the fox Red Tail. They built houses for themselves and began to visit each other. As soon as the fox doesn’t go to the bunny, the bunny runs to the fox and shouts - Red Tail! What happened to you? And if the bunny doesn’t go to the fox, the fox runs to the bunny and shouts: - Gray Tail! ...

• A fox ran, gaped at the crow - and fell into a well. There was not much water in the well: it was impossible to drown, and it was impossible to jump out either. The fox is sitting, grieving. The goat is walking - a smart head. He walks, shakes his beard, shakes his faces; Out of nothing to do, he looked into the well, saw a fox there and asked: “What are you doing there, little fox, ...

The fox was walking along the path and found a rolling pin. She picked it up and moved on. She came to the village and knocked on the hut: - Knock-knock-knock! - Who's there? - I, little fox-sister! Let me spend the night! - It’s cramped here without you. - Yes, I won’t displace you: I’ll lie down on the bench myself, my tail under the bench, the rolling pin under the stove. They let her in. Here...

• A fox slept under an aspen tree and dreamed of thieves. Whether the fox is sleeping or not, there is still no way for the animals to live from it. And the hedgehog, woodpecker and crow took up arms against the fox. The woodpecker and the crow flew forward, and the hedgehog rolled after them. A woodpecker and a crow sat down on an aspen tree. “Knock-knock-knock,” the woodpecker knocked on the bark with its beak. And the fox had a dream...

• Once upon a time there lived a Flea, and she was so evil and arrogant. All she knew how to do was jump high, but she thought she was special. The Flea climbed into the Kitten's ear and squeaked: - Hey, woolly, from today I am your mistress. So now you will obey me. - Why meow? - the Kitten was indignant.

• One day the Fox came to the river, and there the Bear was fishing. Patrikeevna wanted some fish, but she didn’t really want to get her paws wet. She thought, thought and said: “I, Mikhailo Potapych, had a bad dream yesterday.” There is no trace of you eating fish today.

• A rumor spread through the forest that the Owl could cast magic. Allegedly he performs such miracles that neither a fairy tale nor a pen can describe. He can help any trouble. The hare heard about this and decided to come to her with a request. He ran to the hollow where the Owl lives, he saw it sitting on a branch. The eyes are huge. There are tassels on the ears. Apparently, the bird is important. The Hare was afraid, and then he gathered his courage and said:

• One morning Little Fox woke up from a new sound. He cautiously raised his pointed ear and listened. “Drip-drip-drip” came from outside the hole. The curious Little Fox stuck his red head out of the den with his eyes squinted from the bright light.

• Winter has come, and with it came bitter frosts into the forest. All the trees were dusted with white fluffy snow. The river was covered with a layer of thick ice. How good winter fun is! You can play snowballs, make snowmen, sled, skate, ski... The squirrels laughed and poured out onto the ice and quickly raced back and forth on their skates along the river: - Zipper! Whack! - came to the Hare.

• Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman; they had neither children nor grandchildren. So they went out of the gate on a holiday to look at other people’s children, how they rolled lumps out of snow and played snowballs. The old man picked up the lump and said: “What, old woman, if only you and I had a daughter, so white and so round! Old woman...

The fox and the wolf were running somewhere about their business, but they ran through the meadow. There is a haystack in the meadow, a bird is sitting on the haystack - its head and back are black, its feathers are ginger and red. She took off and flew away. The wolf says: “If only I could become like that!” “It’s simple,” said the fox. - Do me a favor, godmother, do me a favor. Remake...

Various animals lived in the forest. Everything would be fine, but a lion appeared in the neighborhood and imposed a tribute on the animals: the hares must bring him a live hare, the wolves - a wolf cub, the foxes - a fox cub. I had to submit: who would argue with a formidable lion! The animals cry, but they take their cubs to the formidable lion. Here it is...

There lived a grandfather and a woman.
The grandfather says to the woman: “You, woman, bake the pies, and I’ll go get the fish.” He caught fish and is taking a whole load home.
So he drives and sees: a fox curled up and lying on the road. Grandfather got off the cart, went up to the fox, but she didn’t stir, she lay there as if dead. “This will be a gift for my wife,” said the grandfather, took the fox and put it on the cart, and he himself walked ahead.
And the little fox seized the time and began to lightly throw out of the cart, one fish at a time, one fish at a time, one fish at a time. She threw out all the fish and left.
“Well, old woman,” says the grandfather, “what a collar I brought for your fur coat!”
- Where?
- There, on the cart, is both a fish and a collar.
A woman approached the cart: no collar, no fish, and began to scold her husband: “Oh, you!.. So and so! You still decided to deceive! Then the grandfather realized that the fox was not dead; I grieved and grieved, but there was nothing to do.

And the fox collected all the fish scattered along the road, sat down and eats for itself. A wolf comes towards her:
- Hello, gossip!
- Hello, kumanek!
- Give me the fish!
- Catch it yourself and eat it.
- I can't.
- Eka, after all, I caught it; you, kumanek, go to the river, lower your tail into the hole, sit and say: catch, fish, big and small, catch, fish, big and small. Then pull the tail out of the hole - you will see how many fish are attached to the tail.
The wolf went to the river, lowered his tail into the hole and sat. And the fox ate enough fish and also ran to the river.
The wolf sits and sings:
- Catch, fish, big and small! Catch, fish, big and small!
And the fox runs around the wolf and says:
- Make it clear, make it clear in the sky! Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail!
The wolf will say:
- Catch, fish, big and small.
And the fox:
- Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail!
- What are you saying there, little fox? - asks the wolf.
- It’s me, little top, helping you. I say: catch, fish, and even more!

The wolf is tired of sitting. He wants to pull his tail out of the hole, and the fox says:
- Wait, little top, I haven’t caught enough yet!
And again they began to say their own sentences. And the frost is getting stronger and stronger. The wolf's tail froze.
Lisa shouts:
- Well, pull it now!
The wolf pulled, but it didn’t work out that way.
The wolf looked around, wanted to call the fox for help, but there was no trace of her - she ran away.

“That’s how many fish there are!” - the wolf thinks. “And you won’t get it out!” He spent the whole night fiddling around, pulling out his tail.
Morning has come. The women went to the ice hole for water, saw a wolf and shouted:
- Wolf, wolf! Beat him! Beat him!
They ran up and started pounding: some with a rocker, some with a bucket, some with anything. The wolf jumped and jumped, tore off his tail and started running without looking back. “Okay,” he thinks, “I’ll repay you, gossip!”
Meanwhile, the fox got hungry and wanted to try to see if he could steal something else. She climbed into one of the huts where women were baking pancakes, but her head fell into a tub of dough, she got dirty and ran.
And the wolf came towards her: “Is this what you teach? I was beaten all over! The tail was torn off!”
“Eh, kumanek,” says the little fox-sister, “at least you’re bleeding, but I have a brain, I was beaten more painfully than you; I'm dragging along.
“And it’s true,” says the wolf, “where should you go, gossip; sit on me, I'll take you.
The fox sat on his back, and he carried her. Here the little fox-sister sits and quietly says: “The beaten one carries the unbeaten, the beaten one carries the unbeaten.”
- What are you saying, gossip?
- I, kumanek, say: the beaten one is lucky.
- Yes, gossip, yes!
The wolf took the fox to her hole, she jumped out, hid in the hole, and she laughed and laughed at the wolf.