Fairy tales are poetic stories about extraordinary events and adventures involving fictional characters. In modern Russian, the concept of the word “fairy tale” has acquired its meaning since the 17th century. Until that point, the word "fable" was supposedly used in this meaning.
One of the main features of a fairy tale is that it is always based on an invented story, with a happy ending, where good defeats evil. The stories contain a certain hint that enables the child to learn to recognize good and evil and to comprehend life through clear examples.
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Reading fairy tales is one of the main and important stages on your child’s path to life. Various stories make it clear that the world around us is quite contradictory and unpredictable. By listening to stories about the adventures of the main characters, children learn to value love, honesty, friendship and kindness.
Reading fairy tales is useful not only for children. Having grown up, we forget that in the end good always triumphs over evil, that all adversity is nothing, and a beautiful princess is waiting for her prince on a white horse. Give a little Have a good mood and plunge into a fairy-tale world quite simply!
One of my readers' favorite fairy tales is. She was born spontaneously, on the move, when I was putting my daughter to bed. I didn’t expect at all that this fairy tale would be so loved by readers, and even end up in. It turned out that both children and their parents really love these bedtime stories. Therefore, I share with you two more evening fairy tales.
The Tale of the Rhino who Couldn't Sleep
Once upon a time there lived a Rhinoceros, he was gray and thick-skinned, with a large horn on his nose. So cute, Rhino. One day 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 Rhino could not fall asleep. He tossed and turned in bed, but sleep did not come. First he decided to think about something pleasant. He always did this when he couldn't sleep. The rhinoceros remembered the colorful butterflies fluttering in the sky, then thought about the juicy fresh grass. Delicious... But sleep never came.
And that’s when a wonderful idea came to Rhino! He thought that 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 it was all about! He even felt ashamed.
The rhinoceros got out of bed and removed all the toys that were scattered on the floor. Then he lay back in 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 hold onto him tightly 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 friend, the little mermaid, is sitting on its edge. She is waiting impatiently for you. She has a green scaly tail and her eyes are the color of the sea. She laughs happily when she notices you and dives into the water. Loud splash, splashing. And now you are rushing forward together, to the magical island. Your friends are waiting for you there: a cheerful monkey, a clumsy hippopotamus and a noisy motley parrot. Finally, you are already close to 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. The tales are so wonderful that you don’t notice how the sun sets and night falls on the earth. It's time to sleep. The little mermaid says goodbye to everyone, the dolphin takes you on his back to carry you home to a warm bed, and the 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 wonderful fairy tales told by the little mermaid.
Fairy tales that teach good...
These good fairy tales for the night with a happy and instructive ending, they will delight your child before bed, calm him down, and teach him kindness and friendship.
2. The tale of how Fedya saved the forest from an evil sorcerer
In the summer, the boy Fedya Egorov came to rest in the village with his grandparents. This village stood right next to the forest. Fedya decided to go into the forest to pick berries and mushrooms, but his grandparents did not let him in. They said that the real Baba Yaga lives in their forest, and for more than two hundred years no one has gone to this forest.
Fedya did not believe that Baba Yaga lived in the forest, but he obeyed his grandparents and did not go into the forest, but went to the river to fish. The cat Vaska followed Fedya. The fish were biting well. There were already three ruffs floating in Fedya’s jar when the cat knocked it over and ate the fish. Fedya saw this, got upset and decided to postpone fishing until tomorrow. Fedya returned home. Grandparents were not at home. Fedya put away his fishing rod and put on a shirt with long sleeves and, taking the basket, went to the neighbor’s children to invite them into the forest.
Fedya believed that his grandparents had written about Baba Yaga, that they simply did not want him to go into the forest, because it is always very easy to get lost in the forest. But Fedya was not afraid of getting lost in the forest, since he wanted to go into the forest with friends who had lived here for a long time, and therefore knew the forest well.
Much to Fedya’s surprise, all the guys refused to go with him and they began to dissuade him. ...
3. Obeshchaikin
Once upon a time there was a boy Fedya Egorov. Fedya did not always keep his promises. Sometimes, having promised his parents to clean up his toys, he got carried away, forgot and left them scattered.
One day Fedya’s parents left him alone at home and asked him not to lean out of the window. Fedya promised them that he would not lean out of the window, but would draw. He took out everything he needed for drawing, sat down in a large room at the table and began to draw.
But as soon as mom and dad left the house, Fedya was immediately drawn to the window. Fedya thought: “So what, I promised not to peek, I’ll quickly peek out and see what the guys are doing in the yard, and mom and dad won’t even know that I was peeking.”
Fedya placed a chair near the window, climbed onto the window sill, lowered the handle on the frame, and before he even had time to pull the window sash, it swung open. By some miracle, just like in a fairy tale, a flying carpet appeared in front of the window, and on it sat a grandfather unfamiliar to Fedya. Grandfather smiled and said:
- Hello, Fedya! Do you want me to give you a ride on my carpet? ...
4. A tale about food
The boy Fedya Egorov became stubborn at the table:
- I don’t want to eat soup and I won’t eat porridge. I don't like bread!
The soup, porridge and bread took offense at him, disappeared from the table and ended up in the forest. And at this time an angry hungry wolf was prowling through the forest and said:
– I love soup, porridge and bread! Oh, how I wish I could eat them!
The food heard this and flew straight into the wolf's mouth. The wolf has eaten his fill, sits contentedly, licking his lips. And Fedya left the table without eating. For dinner, mom served potato pancakes with jelly, and Fedya became stubborn again:
- Mom, I don’t want pancakes, I want pancakes with sour cream!
5. The Tale of the Nervous Pika or the Magic Book of Yegor Kuzmich
There lived two brothers - Fedya and Vasya Egorov. They constantly started fights, quarrels, divided something among themselves, quarreled, argued over trifles, and at the same time the youngest of the brothers, Vasya, always squeaked. Sometimes the eldest of the brothers, Fedya, also squealed. The squeaking of the children greatly irritated and upset the parents, and especially the mother. And people often get sick from grief.
So the mother of these boys got sick, so much so that she stopped getting up even for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
The doctor who came to treat my mother prescribed her medication and said that my mother needed peace and quiet. Dad, leaving for work, asked the children not to make noise. He gave them the book and said:
– The book is interesting, read it. I think you'll like it.
6. The Tale of Fedya’s Toys
Once upon a time there was a boy Fedya Egorov. Like all kids, he had a lot of toys. Fedya loved his toys, he played with them with pleasure, but there was one problem - he did not like to clean them up after himself. He will play and leave where he played. The toys lay in disarray on the floor and got in the way, everyone was tripping over them, even Fedya himself threw them away.
And then one day the toys got tired of it.
“We need to run away from Fedya before they completely break us.” We must go to the good guys who take care of their toys and put them away,” said the plastic soldier.
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7. An instructive tale for boys and girls: The Devil's Tail
Once upon a time there lived the Devil. That Devil had a magic tail. With the help of his tail, the Devil could find himself anywhere, but, most importantly, the Devil’s tail could fulfill whatever he wanted, for this he only had to think of a wish and wave his tail. This devil was very evil and very harmful.
He used the magical power of his tail for harmful deeds. He caused accidents on the roads, drowned people in rivers, broke ice under fishermen, started fires and committed many other atrocities. One day the Devil got tired of living alone in his underground kingdom.
He built himself a kingdom on earth, surrounded it with dense forest and swamps so that no one could approach him, and began to think about who else to populate his kingdom with. The Devil thought and thought and came up with the idea of populating his kingdom with helpers who would commit harmful atrocities on his orders.
The Devil decided to take naughty children as his assistants. ...
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Poem: “Fedya is a nice boy”
Cheerful boy Fedya
Riding a bike,
Fedya is driving along the path,
Stepping back a little to the left.
At this time on the track
Murka the cat jumped out.
Fedya suddenly slowed down,
I missed Murka the Cat.
Fedya moves on briskly,
A friend shouts to him: “Wait a minute!”
Let me ride a little bit.
This is a friend, not anyone,
Fedya said: “Take it, my friend.”
Ride one circle.
He sat down on the bench himself,
He sees a faucet and a watering can nearby,
And there are flowers waiting in the flowerbed -
Who would give me a sip of water?
Fedya, jumping off the bench,
All the flowers were watered from a watering can
And he poured water for the geese,
So they can get drunk.
- Our Fedya is so good,
- Prosha the cat suddenly noticed,
- Yes, he is good enough to be our friend,
- said the goose, drinking some water.
- Woof woof woof! - said Polkan,
– Fedya is a nice boy!
“Fedya is a hooligan boy”
Cheerful boy Fedya
Riding a bike
Directly off the road
Fedya, the mischievous one, is coming.
Driving straight across the lawn
So I ran into peonies,
I broke three stems,
And scared away three moths,
He crushed more daisies,
I caught my shirt on a bush,
Immediately he crashed into a bench,
He kicked and knocked over the watering can,
I soaked my sandals in a puddle,
I used mud on the pedals.
“Ha-ha-ha,” said the gander,
Well, what a weirdo he is,
You have to drive on the path!
“Yes,” said the kitten Proshka,
– there’s no road at all!
The cat said: “He does a lot of harm!”
“Woof-woof-woof,” said Polkan,
- This boy is a bully!
You looked at the site category Russians folk tales . Here you will find full list Russian fairy tales from Russian folklore. Long-known and beloved characters from folk tales will greet you here with joy, and once again tell you about their interesting and entertaining adventures.
Russian folk tales are divided into the following groups:
Animal Tales;
Everyday tales.
Heroes of Russian folk tales are often represented by animals. So the wolf always represented a greedy and evil person, a fox a cunning and savvy person, a bear a strong and kind person, and a hare a weak and cowardly person. But the moral of these stories was that you should not hang a yoke on even the most evil hero, because there can always be a cowardly hare who can outwit the fox and defeat the wolf.
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Russian folk tales also play an educational role. Good and evil are clearly differentiated and give a clear answer to a specific situation. For example, Kolobok, who ran away from home, considered himself independent and brave, but a cunning fox got in his way. A child, even the smallest one, will come to the conclusion that he, too, could be in the place of the kolobok.
The Russian folk tale is suitable even for the youngest children. And as the child grows up, there will always be a suitable instructive Russian fairy tale that can give a hint or even an answer to a question that the child cannot yet solve for himself.
Thanks to the beauty of Russian speech Russian folk tales read pure pleasure. They store and folk wisdom and light humor, which are skillfully intertwined in the plot of each tale. Reading fairy tales to children is very useful, as it well replenishes the child’s vocabulary and helps him in the future to formulate his thoughts correctly and clearly.
There is no doubt that Russian fairy tales will allow adults to plunge into the world of childhood and magical fantasies for many happy minutes. A fairy tale on the wings of a magical firebird will take you into an imaginary world and will more than once make you break away from everyday problems. All fairy tales are presented for review absolutely free of charge.
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The squirrel jumped from branch to branch and fell straight onto 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 I look at you, you’re up there all playing and jumping.
Belka said:
Let me go up the tree first, and from there I’ll tell you, otherwise I’m afraid of you.
The wolf let go, and the squirrel went up a 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
A poor man, walking through an open field, saw a hare under a bush, was delighted and said:
That's when I'll live in a house! I’ll catch this hare and sell it for four altyns, with that money I’ll buy a pig, it will bring me twelve little pigs; the piglets will grow up and produce twelve more; I’ll kill everyone, I’ll save up a barn of meat; I’ll sell the meat, and with the money I’ll start a house and get married myself; my wife will give birth to two sons for me - Vaska and Vanka; The kids will start plowing the arable land, and I’ll sit under the window and give orders. “Hey, you guys,” I’ll shout, “Vaska and Vanka! Don’t force too many people to work: apparently, you didn’t live poorly yourself!”
Yes, the man shouted so loudly that the hare got scared and ran away, and the house with all its wealth, wife and children disappeared...
Fairy tale “How the fox got rid of the nettles in the garden”
One day a fox went out into the garden and saw that a lot of nettles had grown there. I wanted to pull it out, but decided that it wasn’t even worth trying. I was about to go into the house, but here comes the wolf:
Hello godfather, what are you doing?
And the sly fox answers him:
Oh, you see, godfather, how many beautiful things I have lost. Tomorrow I will clean and store it.
What for? - asks the wolf.
“Well,” says the fox, “the one who smells nettles is not taken by a dog’s fang.” Look, godfather, don’t come close to my nettles.
The fox turned and went into the house to sleep. She wakes up in the morning and looks out the window, and her garden is empty, not a single nettle remains. The fox smiled and went to prepare 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 for them. Yes, not an ordinary egg, a golden one.
Grandfather beat and beat the testicle, but did not break it.
The woman beat and beat the egg, but didn’t break it.
The mouse ran, waved its tail, the egg fell and broke!
The grandfather is crying, the woman is crying. And Ryaba the hen says to them:
Don't cry grandpa, don't cry grandma! I will lay you a new egg, not just an ordinary one, but a golden one!
The Tale of the Greediest Man
Eastern fairy tale
In one city in the Hausa country there lived a miser named Na-hana. And he was so greedy that none of the residents of the city ever saw Na-khana give even water to a traveler. He would rather receive a couple of slaps than lose even a little of his fortune. And this was a considerable 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 into a pot, but could not pull it out. Na-khana tried for a long time to remove the pot, but in vain. Then he called the butchers and, after a long bargain, sold them the goat on the condition that they would cut off its 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 he even cried.
From then on, he did not leave the pots on the ground, but placed them somewhere higher, so that goats or sheep would not stick their heads into them and cause him damage. And people began to call him a great miser and the most greedy person.
Fairy tale "Ocheski"
Brothers Grimm
The beautiful girl was lazy and sloppy. When she had to spin, she was annoyed at every knot in the linen yarn and immediately tore it off to no avail and threw it in a heap on the floor.
She had a maid - a hardworking girl: it used to be that everything that the impatient beauty threw out would be collected, unraveled, cleaned and thinly rolled. And she accumulated so much material that it was enough for a nice dress.
A young man wooed the lazy, beautiful maiden, and everything was prepared for the wedding.
At the bachelorette party, the diligent maid danced merrily in her dress, and the bride, looking at her, said mockingly:
“Look, how she’s dancing! How much fun she’s having! And she’s dressed up in my glasses!”
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 flax that she had discarded from her yarn.
As the groom heard this, he realized that the beauty was lazy, and the maid was zealous for work, so he approached the maid and chose her as his wife.
Fairy tale "Turnip"
Russian traditional
Grandfather planted a turnip and said:
Grow, grow, sweet turnip! Grow, grow, turnip, strong!
The turnip grew sweet, strong, and big.
Grandfather went to pick a turnip: he pulled and pulled, but couldn’t pull it out.
Grandfather called grandma.
Grandma for grandfather
Grandfather for the turnip -
The grandmother called her granddaughter.
Granddaughter for grandmother,
Grandma for grandfather
Grandfather for the turnip -
They pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.
The granddaughter called Zhuchka.
A bug for my granddaughter,
Granddaughter for grandmother,
Grandma for grandfather
Grandfather for the turnip -
They pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.
Bug called the cat.
Cat for Bug,
A bug for my granddaughter,
Granddaughter for grandmother,
Grandma for grandfather
Grandfather for the turnip -
They pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.
The cat called the mouse.
A mouse for a cat
Cat for Bug,
A bug for my granddaughter,
Granddaughter for grandmother,
Grandma for grandfather
Grandfather for the turnip -
They pulled and pulled and pulled out the turnip. That’s the end of the Turnip fairy tale, and whoever listened - well done! 
Fairy tale "The Sun and the Cloud"
Gianni Rodari
The sun rolled cheerfully and proudly across the sky on its fiery chariot and generously scattered its rays - in all directions!
And everyone had fun. Only the cloud was angry and grumbling at the sun. And no wonder - she was in a stormy mood.
- You're a spender! - the cloud frowned. - Leaky hands! Throw, throw your rays! Let's see what you're left with!
And in the vineyards, every berry caught the sun's rays and rejoiced at them. And there was not a blade of grass, a spider or a flower, not even a drop of water that did not try to get its piece of the sun.
- Well, you’re still a big spender! – the cloud did not subside. - Spend your wealth! You will see how they will thank you when you have nothing left to take!
The sun still rolled cheerfully across the sky and bestowed its rays in millions, billions.
When it counted them at sunset, it turned out that everything was in place - look, every single one!
Having learned about this, the cloud was so surprised that it immediately crumbled into hail. And the sun splashed merrily into the sea.
Fairy tale "Sweet porridge"
Brothers Grimm
Once upon a time there lived a poor, humble girl alone with her mother, and they had nothing to eat. One day a girl went into the forest and on the way met an old woman who already knew about her miserable life and gave her a clay pot. All he had to do was say: “Cook the pot!” - and delicious, sweet millet porridge will be cooked in it; and just tell him: “Potty, stop!” - and the porridge will stop cooking in it. The girl brought the pot home to her mother, and now they got rid of poverty and hunger and began to eat sweet porridge whenever they wanted.
One day the girl left home, and her mother said: “Cook the pot!” - and the porridge began to cook in it, and the mother ate her fill. But she wanted the pot to stop cooking the porridge, but she forgot the word. And so he cooks and cooks, and the porridge is already creeping over the edge, and the porridge is still being cooked. Now the kitchen is full, and the whole hut is full, and the 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 him. Finally, when only the house remained intact, a girl comes; and only she said: “Potty, stop!” - he stopped cooking porridge; and the one who had to go back to the city had to eat his way in porridge. 
Fairy tale "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 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.
“It’s not you, I’m afraid 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 whole 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 be afraid of.”
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.
- Who knows! - said the fox. “Maybe they didn’t hear the decree.”
And she ran away.
Fairy tale "The Tsar and the Shirt"
Tolstoy L.N.
One king was sick and said:
“I’ll give half the kingdom to the one who cures me.”
Then all the wise men gathered and began to judge how to cure the king. No one knew. Only one sage said that the king could 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 throughout his kingdom; but the king's ambassadors traveled for a long time throughout the kingdom and could not find a happy person. There was not a single one that everyone was happy with. He who is rich is sick; whoever is healthy is poor; who is healthy and rich, but his wife is not good; and those whose children are not good - everyone complains about something.
One day the king’s son was walking past a hut late in the evening, and he heard someone say:
- Well, thank God, I’ve worked hard, eaten enough and go to bed; what else do I need?
The king's son was delighted and ordered to take off the man's shirt, and give him as much money as he wanted for it, and take the shirt to the king.
Those sent came to happy man and they wanted to take off his shirt; but the happy one was so poor that he had no shirt.
Fairy tale "Chocolate Road"
Gianni Rodari
There lived three little boys in Barletta - three brothers. They were walking outside the city one day and suddenly saw some strange road - flat, smooth and all brown.
– What, I wonder, is this road made of? – the older brother was surprised.
“I don’t know what, but not boards,” remarked the middle brother.
They wondered and wondered, and then sank to their knees 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 feast on it. Piece by piece, they didn’t notice how the evening came. And they all gobble up chocolate. They ate it all the way! Not a piece of it remained. It was as if there was no road or chocolate at all!
-Where are we now? – the older brother was surprised.
– I don’t know where, but it’s not Bari! - answered the middle brother.
The brothers were confused - they didn’t know what to do. Luckily, a peasant came out to meet them, returning from the field with his cart.
“Let me take you home,” he suggested. And he took the brothers to Barletta, right to the house.
The brothers began to get out of the cart and suddenly saw that it was all made of cookies. They were delighted and, without thinking twice, began to devour her on both cheeks. There was nothing left of the cart - no wheels, no shaft. They ate everything.
That's how lucky three little brothers from Barletta were one day. No one has ever been so lucky, and who knows if they will ever be so lucky again.