Russian folktale. Snow Maiden
Every business in the world is happening, everything is said in a fairy tale. Once upon a time there was a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything - a cow, a sheep, and a cat on the stove, but there were no children.
Russian folk tale
Every business in the world is happening, everything is said in a fairy tale. Once upon a time there was a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything - a cow, a sheep, and a cat on the stove, but there were no children. They were very sad, they all grieved. Once in winter, white snow fell knee-deep. The neighbors' children poured out onto the street - to ride on sleds, throw snowballs, and began to sculpt a snow woman. The grandfather looked at them from the window, looked and said to the woman:
- What, wife, sitting thoughtful, looking at other people's guys, let's go and we will walk around in old age, we blind and we are a snow woman.
And on the old woman, probably, too, the merry hour rolled. - Well, let's go, grandfather, into the street. But what should we sculpt a woman for? Let's fashion our daughter Snow Maiden.
No sooner said than done.
Let the old men go to the garden and let's sculpt the snowy daughter. We sculpted our daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on the cheeks, and made a mouth from a scarlet ribbon. Where the snowy daughter Snegurochka is so good! The grandfather and the woman are looking at her - they will not see enough, they admire - they will not stop looking at her. And the Snow Maiden's mouth smiles, the hair curls.
Snegurochka stirred with her arms and legs, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut.
The grandfather and the woman seemed to have lost their minds - they have grown to the place.
- Grandfather, - the woman shouts, - yes, this is our daughter, dear Snow Maiden! And she rushed into the hut ... That was joy!
The Snow Maiden is growing by leaps and bounds. Every day - the Snow Maiden is more and more beautiful. The grandfather and the woman will not see enough of her, they will not breathe. And the Snow Maiden is like a white snowflake, her eyes are like blue beads, a blond braid to the waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush, and there is not even a blood in her lips. And Snegurushka is so good!
Here spring came, clear, buds swelled, bees flew into the field, a lark began to sing. All the guys are happy, the girls are singing spring songs. And the Snow Maiden got bored, became sad, she looks out the window, sheds tears.
So the summer has come red, flowers bloomed in the gardens, bread is ripening in the fields ...
Snegurka frowns more than ever, everything is hiding from the sun, everything would be in the shade and in the chill, and even better under the rain.
Grandfather and woman all gasp:
- Are you healthy, daughter? - I'm healthy, grandmother.
And she herself hides in a corner, does not want to go outside. Once the girls gathered in the forest for berries - for raspberries, blueberries, red strawberries.
They began to call the Snow Maiden with them:
- Come on, let's go, Snegurochka! .. - Come on, let's go, friend! And then the grandfather and the woman say:
- Go, go, Snegurochka, go, go, child, have fun with your friends.
Snegurochka took a box, went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk through the forest, weave wreaths, lead round dances, sing songs. And the Snow Maiden found a chilly stream, sits near it, looks into the water, wets her fingers in fast water, plays with drops, like pearls.
So the evening has come. The girls played, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire from brushwood, began to jump over the fire. Reluctance to jump Snow Maiden ... Yes, the girlfriends stuck to her. The Snow Maiden came up to the fire ... Stands, trembles, there is not a blood in her face, the blond braid has crumbled ... The friends shouted:
- Jump, jump, Snow Maiden!
The Snow Maiden ran up and jumped ...
It rustled over the fire, groaned plaintively, and the Snow Maiden was gone.
A white steam stretched over the fire, coiled into a cloud, a cloud flew into the sky.
The Snow Maiden has melted ...
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Snow Maiden
Once upon a time there was a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything, but there were no children. They were very sad. Everyone was grieving.
Once in winter, white snow fell knee-deep. Send the old men to the garden, and let's sculpt the snow girl.
We sculpted our daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on the cheeks, and made a mouth from a scarlet ribbon.
Snegurochka stirred her legs, arms, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut. The old people were delighted.
And the Snow Maiden is growing for joy by leaps and bounds. Every day it becomes more and more beautiful.
The grandfather and the woman will not stop looking at her: like a snowflake, a white, fair-haired braid to the waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush.
The long-awaited spring has come, followed by a red summer. Only Snegurochka got bored and became sad ..
Once a black cloud moved in, a large hail fell. The Snow Maiden was delighted with the hail, like rolling pearls. And as the sun peeped out again, and the hail melted, the Snow Maiden began to cry, but so bitterly, like a sister after her own brother.
Once the girls gathered in the forest to pick berries. They began to call the Snow Maiden with them. The Snow Maiden did not want to go into the forest, under the sun. And then the grandfather and the woman say: "Go, go, Snegurochka, go, child, have fun." Snegurochka took a box, went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk in the woods, dance in round dances, sing songs. And Snegurochka found a freezing trickle, sitting next to it, looking into the water. So the evening has come. The girls played, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire, began to jump over it. The Snow Maiden did not want to jump, but her friends stuck to her.
The Snow Maiden did not want to jump, but her friends stuck to her. The Snow Maiden ran up, jumped and melted ...
... It turned into a light cloud, spilled on the ground in a warm rain, turned into a field of chamomile, the field became white-white.
Snow Maiden
Once upon a time there was a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything, but there were no children. They were very sad. Everyone was grieving.
Once in winter, white snow fell knee-deep. Send the old men to the garden, and let's sculpt the snow girl. We sculpted our daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on the cheeks, and made a mouth from a scarlet ribbon.
Snegurochka stirred with her arms and legs, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut. The old people were delighted. And the Snow Maiden is growing for joy by leaps and bounds. Every day it becomes more and more beautiful. The grandfather and the woman will not stop looking at her: like a snowflake, a white, fair-haired braid to the waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush. The long-awaited spring has come, and after it the red summer. Only the Snow Maiden got bored, became sad. Once the girls gathered in the forest to pick berries. They began to call the Snow Maiden with them. The Snow Maiden did not want to go into the forest, under the sun. And then the grandfather and the woman say: "Go, go, Snegurochka, go, child, have fun." Snegurochka took a box, went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk in the woods, dance in round dances, sing songs. And the Snow Maiden found a freezing stream, sits near it, looks into the water. So the evening has come. The girls played, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire, began to jump over it. The Snow Maiden did not want to jump, but her friends stuck to her. The Snow Maiden ran up, jumped and melted ... She turned into a light cloud, spilled on the ground in a warm rain, turned into a field of chamomile, the field became white-white.