Warm-hearted fairy tales in grade one: green stars on ears
That night, there will be a concert in the forest and the little squirrel will sing on the stage.
The little squirrel thought, you must dress up before you can perform on stage. How should I dress up?
The squirrel came to the garden and saw the green grass. The little squirrel thought, I will weave a hat with grass, and it will look good on my head.
The little squirrel is going to pick grass. The grass said, "Don't pick me, don't pick me, I want to hurt!" " "
The little squirrel walked away without picking the grass. The little squirrel sees another red rose. It thought that if I painted my lips red with rose petals, it would be beautiful.
The little squirrel is going to pick roses. Rose said, "Don't pick me, don't pick me, I want to hurt!" " "
The little squirrel didn't pick the roses and walked away again. It went home.
At this time, two fireflies hiding under a leaf saw all this. They said: "the green grass is where we play;" Red roses are where we sleep. Little squirrels don't pick grass or flowers. It's really good. "
When the little squirrel came home, he was very sad. I'm not dressed up, he thought. If I go to the concert, I won't be beautiful.
In the evening, the moon came out. The little squirrel went to the concert. It will pass the garden.
The little squirrel walks through the grass and roses. At this time, two fireflies flew gently and quietly followed the little squirrel.
The forest concert began. The first performer on stage is the little squirrel. As soon as the curtain was opened, the audience was shocked: the little squirrel is so beautiful tonight! There are two little green stars on its two pointed ears! Ah, the little squirrel has never been so beautiful!
The little squirrel sang so beautifully that he sang all the stars in the sky and blinked and listened quietly. However, no matter how beautiful the stars in the sky are, they can't compare with the two little green stars on the ears of the little squirrel.
No one can see that the green star on the squirrel's ear is played by two fireflies. Even the squirrel doesn't know. To thank it is a firefly, because it doesn't pick grass or roses.
A warm-hearted fairy tale of grade 2/kloc-0: the rooster looks for earthworms.
On this day, after the rain, the sunshine after the rain is particularly bright! The rooster and the hen meet to look for food together.
They walked to the front of the flower bed, when the rooster found earthworms beside the flower bed, so he walked quickly over. Earthworms saw it and immediately got into the soil. The rooster looked at the place where the earthworm was buried and dug hard with his claws. After a while, he couldn't find the earthworm. So he shouted to the grass, "Little hen, come and dig the earthworm. Earthworms are more delicious than small insects. "
Here comes the little hen. The little cock pointed to the dug hole and said, "That's where the earthworm came down."
The cock and hen dug together, and the pit was dug a lot deeper, but no earthworms were found. Little hen said, "Little rooster, I remember mother hen said that after the earthworm got into the soil, we couldn't catch it."
The rooster said: "The hen also said that as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle. As long as we dig hard, we will definitely find earthworms. "
The little hen said, "digging earthworms is different from grinding iron pestle." Earthworms can move and go to other places. " Let's catch insects on the grass, where there are grasshoppers and moths, and crickets and centipedes in the shallow soil! "
"no! I want to dig earthworms here. " When the rooster finished speaking, he dug hard with his claws.
The little hen had to go back to the grass alone to catch insects.
The rooster dug hard, and the pit was dug deeper, but no earthworms were found. He felt hungry and tired, so he took a break and continued to dig.
The duck passed by and saw it. He asked, "Rooster, what are you digging?"
The rooster said, "Uncle Duck, an earthworm got into the soil from here. I want to dig it up and have a good meal. "
The duck smiled and said, "Little rooster, stop digging! Earthworms have gone elsewhere. "
"I saw the earthworm drill down from here. Where else can he go? " Said the little cock.
"Rooster, earthworms will go deep into the soil, and you can't dig them out with your claws." The duck said that and left.
A warm-hearted fairy tale in grade three: quail and her children
A quail is nesting in the middle of a wheat field. When her children grew up and the wheat turned yellow, she said to the little quails, "the day when farmers harvest wheat is coming." I'm going out to find you something to eat now. Stay in the nest while I'm away, and be careful not to be found. If the farmer comes, pay attention to what he says and when he cuts the wheat. We must play it by ear. "Say that finish, the old quail flew away.
After a while, the farmer took his son to the wheat field, looked at the wheat, and then said to his son, "The wheat is ripe. It's time for us to harvest. I will go to my neighbor's house early tomorrow morning to discuss with them and ask them to help us harvest. "
After a while, the old quail flew back with food for the children and asked them if they had heard anything. A little quail replied, "The farmer has come with his son. He said that he would ask his neighbors to help him cut the wheat tomorrow. "
The old quail said, "Don't be afraid, this wheat won't be cut all at once. Because those neighbors won't agree to help others so soon. "
Early the next morning, the old quail went out for food again. She said to the quails, "When the farmer wants to cut wheat, you should be careful and see if he can hear some new news." The farmer came again and said to his son, "I don't think anyone will come." These neighbors are unreliable. I'm going to talk to my relatives and friends and ask them to help us harvest tomorrow. If wheat is not cut, it will rot. "
When the old quails came home, the little quails chattered, "Mom, build us a new nest somewhere else!" " The farmer will bring his relatives and friends to cut wheat tomorrow. "
However, the old quail replied, "dear children, those relatives and friends will not come to work in foreign farmland right away, so please pay attention to what the farmer says tomorrow!" " "
The next morning, the farmer and his son came again. The farmer took a sad look at the wheat field and said, "I think it is impossible to rely on the help of others, whether it is neighbors or relatives and friends." This crop can't be harvested today. Two sharp sickles have been put in the granary, and we will open them together tomorrow morning. This wheat can't be delayed any longer. "
Quails immediately told their mother the new news. The old quail listened and said, "Look, this is the real harvest season. It's time for us to move, so let's find another place to live Dear children, get up! If we stay here tomorrow morning, I'm afraid all our lives will be lost. "
A warm-hearted fairy tale of 4 1 grade: the secret trick of mire goose
A flock of geese live on a farm at the foot of the mountain. Their feathers are white and shiny, and even their small flat mouths shine in the sun.
However, there is a goose that is different. The goose likes to flutter about alone in the mud. He always looks dark and dull. His little flat mouth doesn't shine either.
The other geese laughed at him. "Look at this quagmire goose," they shouted. "Dirty!"
Most of the time, these geese live happily together. However, whenever the round moon hangs in the sky and the moonlight spreads all over the earth, they will tremble with fear. Because the full moon means a terrible thing, that is-the fox is coming! With a "hoo-",he would rush down the hill to chase all the geese, chase the Woods, and chase the whole farm with geese.
The fox chased the goose, but he never caught the mud goose.
"Why does the fox never chase you?" After the chase, the other geese asked curiously, "Do you have any secret skills to teach us?"
"It's nothing," said the goose in the mire. "It's because my feathers are covered with mud and look black. Even in the bright moonlight night, the fox can't find me. " All the geese look at me, and I look at you, without saying a word ... running to the nearest quagmire!
As the days passed, geese covered in mud pecked happily on the hillside.
One day, the goose in the mire looked at the sky-the dark clouds were gray and thick, and it was going to snow. He trembled with fear. He called out to other geese and tried to explain to them, but no one listened to him.
Therefore, he can only set out alone, this time to find a clean and clear pond.
He stood by the pond, washed and brushed, brushed and washed until all his feathers became white and bright.
That night, the moon rose, round and big. With a whoosh, the fox came to catch the goose again. All geese have nowhere to run, except the quagmire goose. The fox didn't see him.
The goose in the mire kicked the fox. Bang! Accompanied by a violent crash. The fox fell into the snow and rolled down the hill. He rolled faster and faster, farther and farther ... so far that he couldn't see it.
"He disappeared!" The geese shouted.
"I don't think he will come back either." The mud goose said with a smile.