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MOROZKO

Supporting-used - grandfather lived with another wife. My grandfather had a daughter, and the old woman had a daughter. Everyone knows how for the stepmother to live: capsize - bit and neverness bits. As a native daughter whatever you do for all Pat on the head: clever. The maiden and the beast fed-fed, firewood and water in the house wore furnace stoked, hut chalk another up to the light... Nothing the woman can't please - it's not all bad. The wind, though they will make noise, but will subside, and the old woman at odds - not soon desist. Here's stepmother and invented a stepdaughter from light to get rid of.

"Take, take it, man, " says the husband, " where I want my eyes didn't see! Take her into the woods, hard frost.

The old man was Samuil, began to cry, but nothing to do, women will not parisparis.

Harnessed the horse:

"Sit down, dear daughter in a sledge.

Took a stray in the woods, knocked into the snow under the big spruce and left.

Girl sitting under a spruce, trembling, chills scolds her. Suddenly hears - near Jack frost on the trees crackled from the tree on the tree, crunching and clicking. He found himself on the ate under which the girl sits, and on top it says:

- Heat do you, girl?

It's a little spirit translates:

- Heat, Morosuke, heat, sir.

Frosty was lower down, more cracking, snapping:

- Heat do you, girl? Heat do you, red?

It's a little spirit translates:

- Heat, Morosuke, heat, sir.

Jack frost descended even lower, Pushcha cracked, stronger clicked:

- Heat do you, girl? Heat do you, red? Heat do you, darling?

The girl ossify was slightly tongue wiggles:

"Oh, the heat, my dear fellow, Morosuke!

Here Jack frost took pity on the girl; was enveloped in her warm fur coats, warmed duvets.

And the stepmother at her funeral celebrates, bakes pancakes and yells to her husband:

"Go ahead, old cock, take my daughter to bury!

The old man went into the forest to get to that place, under the big spruce sits his daughter, merry, rosy, in a sable coat, all in gold, in silver, and about box with rich gifts. The old man was delighted, put all the good in the sleigh, planted a daughter, took her home.

But at home the old woman bakes pancakes, but the dog under the table:

- Tap, tap! Presently daughter in gold, in silver being taken, and the old woman married not take.

The old woman will throw her damn:

- Not so yelp! Say: "the old woman's daughter in marriage take, and Starikova daughter's bones being taken..."

The dog will eat pancake and again:

- Tap, tap! Presently daughter in gold, in silver being taken, and the old woman married not take.

The old woman pancakes she was throwing and beat her, doggy - all my...

Suddenly squeaked gate, opened the door into the house is the stepdaughter - in gold-silver and shines. But for her carry the box is high and hard. The old woman looked and hands apart...

- Saddle, old cock, another horse! Drive, drive my daughter to the forest in the same place...

The old man put the old woman's daughter in a sledge, took her into the forest at the same place, was dumped in the snow under the tall spruce and left.

The old woman's daughter was sitting, teeth knocking. And Jack frost crackles through the woods, with trees on the tree, crunching and clicking on the old woman's daughter peeking:

- Heat do you, girl?

And she said to him:

"Oh, Studena! Not skripi, not tresi, Jack frost...

Jack frost was lower down, Pushcha to crackle, to POWERCIAT:

- Heat do you, girl? Heat do you, red?

"Oh, hands, feet Ammersee! Go, Jack Frost...

Even lower descended Morozko, more prudery, cracked, clicked:

- Heat do you, girl? Heat do you, red?

"Oh, quite chilled his! Be gone, be gone, damn Jack frost!

Angry Jack frost is so enough that the old woman's daughter Costanera.

At dawn the old woman sends her husband:

- Saddle rather, old cock, you go after his daughter, bring her in gold-silver...

The old man left. But the dog under the table:

- Tap, tap! Presently daughter grooms will take, and the old woman daughter-in-bag of bones being taken.

The old woman threw her cake:

- Not so yelp! Say: "the old woman's daughter in gold-silver being taken..."

But the dog - all his own:

- Tap, tap! The old woman daughter-in-bag of bones driving...

Squeaked gate, the old woman rushed to meet her daughter. The Mat turned, and her daughter laid in a sleigh dead. Exclaimed the old woman, but too late.

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