The oldest Russian fairy tales. List of Russian folk tales

The love of literature begins with a fairy tale familiar from childhood. At the same time, it is very important to help your child choose the right piece, which may become one of his favorites. The best fairy tales for children preschool age read in the selection posted on the page of our website.

A preschooler's game and the role of fairy tales in it

There is always a place for play and fairy tales in a child’s life. In preschool age, these concepts are especially closely intertwined due to story games- the most important stage of child development. We read fairy tales to children, and their plots are reflected in children's games.

At approximately four years of age, the child becomes interested in staging mini-performances in which his toys act as actors. Later, he learns to try on different roles for himself and his friends, turning alternately into a brave warrior or an unfortunate stepdaughter, or into a ferocious tiger or a cunning fox.

Enrich this fairy world Fairy tales for children, offered to your attention free of charge on this service, will help expand the boundaries of a child’s creative capabilities.

What fairy tales should preschoolers read?

The choice of fairy tale for children 4 years old and older largely depends on the interests and preferences of the child himself. However, parents can gently guide these interests by offering the baby the most best works, which became bestsellers.

Russians folk tales introduce the baby to national traditions and features of life native people. Copyright - contribute to the development of imagination and creative thinking.

Why are illustrations needed?

The main feature of children's attention is its involuntariness. It is difficult for a child to keep his attention on one object for a long time, even if it's a book with an interesting fairy tale. Use only your hearing in this case not enough. In order for the child to remain focused, it is important to connect other types of perception - visual (pictures), and in some cases tactile (toy books, puzzle books, etc.).

When it comes to fairy tales for children 5 years old online, it is even more difficult to perceive the text on the monitor of an electronic device.

That is why on our website special attention is paid to drawings for children's books, and in this section you will find exceptionally high-quality illustrations.

Getting ready to read on your own

Listening to fairy tales is excellent preparation for independent reading. By instilling a love of books, you awaken in your child the desire to learn to read on his own.

When he is old enough to read independently, they will come to your aid short tales for children 6 years old, specially printed in large print.

Until this time, the little reader can enjoy the fascinating stories and colorful pictures of the books posted on our page.

Popular children's authors on our website

We have prepared for preschool children a selection of books by the best children's authors who have earned recognition among many generations of children.

Here you will find simple cautionary tales M. Plyatskovsky and G. Tsyferov, deep lyrical works by G.Kh. Andersen, the fantastic adventure of the heroes J. Rodari and D. Bisset.

The little reader will certainly find a fairy tale to his liking, which means he will take the first step into amazing world Literatures. Welcome!

Fairy tales - 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, to comprehend life clear examples.

Read children's stories online

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!

Saying

The owl was flying -

Cheerful head;

So she flew, flew and sat down;

She twirled her tail

Yes, I looked around...

This is a saying. What about a fairy tale?

The whole fairy tale is ahead.

Russian folk tale "The Golden Egg"

There lived a grandfather and a woman,

And they had Ryaba chicken.

The hen laid an egg:

The egg is not simple, golden.

Grandfather beat, beat -

Didn't break it;

Baba beat, beat -

Didn't break it.

The mouse ran

She waved her tail -

The egg fell

And it crashed.

Grandfather and woman are crying;

The hen clucks:

- Don't cry, grandfather, don't cry, woman.

I'll lay another egg for you,

Not golden, simple.

Russian folk tale "Turnip"

Grandfather planted a turnip and the turnip grew big and big. The grandfather began to pull the turnip out of the ground: he pulled and pulled, but could not pull it out.

The grandfather called the grandmother for help. Grandma for grandfather, grandfather for turnip: they pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.

The grandmother called her granddaughter. The granddaughter for the grandmother, the grandmother for the grandfather, the grandfather for the turnip: they pull and pull, but they cannot pull it out.

The granddaughter called to Zhuchka. A bug for a granddaughter, a granddaughter for a grandmother, a grandmother for a grandfather, a grandfather for a turnip: they pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.

The bug called the cat Masha. Masha for the Bug, Zhuchka for the granddaughter, granddaughter for the grandmother, grandmother for the grandfather, grandfather for the turnip: they pull and pull, but they can’t pull it out.

The cat Masha clicked the mouse. Mouse for Masha, Masha for Bug, Bug for granddaughter, granddaughter for grandmother, grandmother for grandfather, grandfather for turnip: pull and pull - they pulled out the turnip!

Russian folk tale "Kolobok"

Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman.

So the old man asks:

- Bake me a bun for me, old lady.

- What should I bake it from? There is no flour.

- Eh, old woman, sweep the barn, scratch the knots - you’ll get enough.

The old woman did just that: she swept, scraped together two handfuls of flour, kneaded the dough with sour cream, rolled it into a bun, fried it in oil and laid it on the window to dry.

The little bun got tired of lying, he rolled from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor and to the door, jumping over the threshold into the entryway, from the entryway to the porch, from the porch to the yard, and then beyond the gate further and further.

The bun is rolling along the road, and a hare meets it:

- No, don’t eat me, scythe, but rather listen to what song I’ll sing for you.

The hare raised his ears, and the bun sang:

I am a bun, a bun!

It's sweeping through the barn,

Scratching the knots,

Mixed with sour cream,

Sat in the oven,

It's cold at the window.

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother

It’s not smart to get away from you, hare.

A bun rolls along a path in the forest, and a gray wolf meets him:

- Kolobok, Kolobok! I will eat you!

“Don’t eat me, gray wolf: I’ll sing you a song.”

And the bun sang:

I am a bun, a bun!

It's sweeping through the barn,

Scratching the knots,

Mixed with sour cream,

Sat in the oven,

It's cold at the window.

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother

I left the hare

It’s not smart to get away from you, wolf.

The bun is rolling through the forest, and a bear comes towards it, breaking brushwood, bending bushes to the ground.

- Kolobok, Kolobok, I will eat you!

- Well, where can you, clubfoot, eat me! Better listen to my song.

The gingerbread man began to sing, and Misha's ears perked up.

I am a bun, a bun!

It's sweeping through the barn,

Scratching the knots,

Mixed with sour cream,

Sat in the oven,

It's cold at the window..

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother

I left the hare

I left the wolf

It would be a pain to leave you, bear.

And the bun rolled - the bear just looked after it.

The bun rolls, and a fox meets it:

- Hello, bun! How handsome and rosy you are!

Kolobok is glad that he was praised and began to sing his song, and the fox listens and creeps closer and closer.

I am a bun, a bun!

It's sweeping through the barn,

Scratching the knots,

Mixed with sour cream,

Sat in the oven,

It's cold at the window.

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother

I left the hare

I left the wolf

Left the bear

It’s not smart to get away from you, fox.

- Nice song! - said the fox. “The trouble is, my dear, that I’ve become old and can’t hear well.” Sit on my face and sing it one more time.

Kolobok was delighted that his song was praised, jumped on the fox’s face and sang:

I am a bun, a bun!..

And his fox is a racket! - and ate it.

Russian folk tale "The Cockerel and the Bean Seed"

Once upon a time there lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, still in a hurry, and the hen kept saying to herself:

- Petya, don’t rush, Petya, don’t rush.

Once a cockerel pecked bean seeds in a hurry and choked. He's choking, can't breathe, can't hear, as if he's lying dead.

The chicken got scared, rushed to the owner, shouting:

- Oh, hostess, hurry up and lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The hostess says:

“Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I’ll whip up some butter.”

The chicken rushed to the cow:

“Cow, my dear, give me some milk quickly, the hostess will make butter out of the milk, I’ll lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.”

“Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me some fresh grass.”

The chicken runs to its owner:

- Master! Master! Quickly give the cow some fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will make butter from the milk, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.

The chicken ran as fast as she could to the blacksmith:

- Blacksmith, blacksmith, give it to the owner quickly good braid. The owner will give the cow grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will lubricate the cockerel’s neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe, the owner gave the cow fresh grass, the cow gave milk, the hostess churned butter, and gave butter to the chicken.

The chicken greased the neck of the cockerel. bean seed slipped through. The cockerel jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs:

“Ku-ka-re-ku!”

Russian folk tale "The Little Goats and the Wolf"

Once upon a time there lived a goat. The goat made herself a hut in the forest. Every day the goat went to the forest for food. She herself will leave, and tells the children to lock themselves tightly and not open the doors to anyone.

The goat returns home, knocks on the door with its horns and sings:

- Little goats, little kids,

Open up, open up!

Your mother has come,

I brought milk.

I, a goat, was in the forest,

I ate silk grass,

I drank cold water;

Milk runs down the shelf,

From the markings to the hooves,

And from the hooves there is dirt in the cheese.

The kids will hear their mother and open the door for her. She will feed them and go off to graze again.

The wolf overheard the goat and, when she left, went up to the door of the hut and sang in a thick, very fat voice:

- You, children, you, fathers,

Open up, open up!

Your mother has come,

Brought milk...

The hooves are full of water!

The little goats listened to the wolf and said:

And they did not open the door to the wolf. The wolf left unsalted.

The mother came and praised the children for listening to her:

“You are smart, kids, for not opening the door to the wolf, otherwise he would have eaten you.”