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Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand.

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, they will blow it away, as if they were humiliating it all with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.

Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll catch him sooner: his short fur coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except for his bast shoes. He’s not going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:

That’s why, I think, you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t work out at all.” Where was he to get through?

The elder chuckles to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple. I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

They didn't help. I climbed into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots, and how I began to shiver!.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. As I began to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get at him: but he still isn’t timid - he’s still swearing: it’s so cold, he says! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and set to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” I got under his sheepskin coat and let’s be sarcastic. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m just laughing! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear! - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start beating my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat and keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand. One Frost says to another:
- Brother Frost Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freezing people?

Another one answers him:
- Brother Frost Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The entire field is covered with snow, all the roads are covered with snow: no one will pass, no one will pass. Let’s better run to the frequent pine forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into a dense forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees.

Oh, you are frosty!
Oh, you are frosty!
You are bitter, bitter frosts,
You are bitter, bitter frosts!
Oh, they froze
Oh, they froze
They froze a pine tree in the forest,
They froze a pine tree in the forest!..

The old spruce forest is crackling and crackling!.. The young pine tree is creaking and creaking!.. They will run through the loose snow - the bark is icy; A blade of grass peeks out from under the snow - they blow it, as if they are humiliating it all with beads!..

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell. The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom. Frost Blue Nose, as he was younger, says:

- I’d better chase the peasant. I’ll catch him as soon as possible: his short fur coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except for his bast shoes. He's not going to chop wood. And you, brother, as strong as I am, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.
Frost The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way!” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!
- Goodbye, brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

Frost, the crimson nose, approached the master and began to blow and freeze: he was chilling and blowing into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots! The master is cowering, huddling and wrapping himself up; thinks: “Let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here.” But that was not the case! I can't afford it. The master came to the city barely alive!

And Frost the Blue Nose chased the man. I caught up with him and started to get through him and jump around. And the man is not timid - he still swears: this is what this frost is like, he says. Frost even felt offended; He began to pinch and prick him even more. He only had this fun for a short time. The man arrived where he knew, got out of the sleigh, and began chopping wood with an ax:

Eh, one, eh, two!
I'll chop wood!
I'll chop the wood -
I'll heat the stove in the house!

Frost Blue Nose was happy and thought: I’ll break him here. He began to blow into his sheepskin coat, make his way, and go ahead and tease him. And the man is waving an ax, only chips are flying all around:

Eh, one, eh, two!
I'll chop wood!
I'll chop the wood -
I'll heat the stove in the house!

Frost marvels - the man is hot, he even began to break out in sweat. Frost sees that things are bad, he can’t sit under his sheepskin coat. Man, you know, he works and he works - he even gives off steam. Frost Blue Nose is thinking: what should I do? The man should have been chilly, but he became hot!

Frost looks: and the man takes off his sheepskin coat. Frost was happy:
“Wait,” he says, “so I’ll show myself to you!”

The man's short fur coat is all wet. So Frost got close to him and froze his sheepskin coat so that it became a splint—the sleeves couldn’t be bent, the floor couldn’t wrap around. Put it on now, try it!

When the man finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, Moroz’s heart leaped: he thought, I’m amusing myself!

The man looked and began to scold Frost!
“Swear,” thinks Blue Nose Frost, “swear!” But you won’t survive me! Frost began to make his way deeper into the sheepskin coat and froze all the hairs.

And the man chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how he started beating his sheepskin coat! He hits his sheepskin coat and swears in the cold. The frost had a hard time: he should have run faster, but he was stuck in the wool and couldn’t get out. He left by force! And the man, you know, he’s beating, you know, he’s beating! He knocked out all the pieces of ice, put on a sheepskin coat, stacked the firewood, got into the sleigh, and went home. He drives, drives, sings songs.

The frost is great -
Doesn't tell me to stand
And I - one, and I - two,
I chopped wood!
I'll bring you home -
I'll heat the stove!

Then the sun set. Both Frosts met in an open field. They ask each other: what?

“Well, I think you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger Moroz, “but apparently it didn’t come to any sense.” Where could we find him: in a bearskin coat and a fox hat!

The elder chuckles to himself.
“Eh,” he says, “Brother Frost Blue Nose, you are young and simple!” I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.
- But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?
– They didn’t help, no matter how hard I wrapped myself up. Well, what did you do with your little man?

- Eh, Brother Frost Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides. I left him by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. No, I won't more men freeze.

Two Frosts is a fairy tale about how work can warm you up much better than the warmest fur coat... (retold by M.L. Mikhailov)

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Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand. One Frost says to another:
- Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field is covered with snow, all the roads are covered with snow: no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on fir trees, on pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, they will blow it, as if they are humiliating it all with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.

Frost - Blue Nose, as he was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll catch him as soon as possible: his short fur coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except for his bast shoes. After all, he’s going to chop wood. And you, brother, as strong as I am, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other - what?

That’s why, I think, you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t work out at all.” Where was he to get through?

The elder chuckles to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple! I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

They didn't help. I climbed into his fur coat, and hat, and boots, and how I began to shiver! He’s cowering, he’s huddling and wrapping himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. How I set to work on him - I almost let him out of the cart alive in the city! Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get through to him, but he still doesn’t shy away - he still swears: it’s so cold, he says. It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and set to work on the axe. I’m thinking: here I should break him. I got under his sheepskin coat and let’s be sarcastic. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly. I think: what should I do? And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look: he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself!” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it and froze it so that it became a splint.

Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear,” I think to myself, “swear!” But you still won’t survive me!” So he wasn’t content with scolding - he chose a log that was longer and more knotty, and how he would start beating his sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat and keeps scolding me.

I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.

(Illustration by O. Gvozdeva)

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Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand.

One Frost says to another

- Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

- Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! Although there is less space there, it will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow, the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, it will be blown away, as if it were being humiliated with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: a man was riding with a bell, and a man was riding with a bell.

Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom,

Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:

“I’d better chase the guy.” I’ll catch him sooner: his sheepskin coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his legs except bast shoes. It's him. no way, he’s going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master.

You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it as you wish.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now.

- Goodbye, brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:

- What?

“Well, I think you’ve been tired of it, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but what’s the point?” , G Lo and behold, it didn’t work out. Where could he be found?

The elder chuckles to himself.

“Eh,” he says, “Brother Frost, Blue Nose, you are young and simple.” I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

- But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

- They didn’t help. I climbed into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots, and how did he begin to shiver?.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case!

I can't afford it. As soon as I started to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

- Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

- How so?

- Yes, that’s how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get at him: only he’s still not timid - he’s still swearing: he says it’s so cold! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and set to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” I got under his sheepskin coat and let’s be sarcastic. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad - I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly.

I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As soon as I finished my work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear! - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start beating my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat and keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.

Information for parents: Two Frosts is a short Russian folk tale, which talks about two frost brothers who played, had fun and froze people passing by. The fairy tale is also instructive and funny, and will be interesting to children from 3 to 6 years old. The text of the fairy tale “Two Frosts” is pleasant and easy to read, so older children can read this story themselves. Happy reading to you and your little ones.

Read the fairy tale Two Frosts

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand.

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! Although there is less space there, there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on fir trees, on pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, it will be blown on, as if it were wrapped entirely in beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.

Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll catch him sooner: his short fur coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except for his bast shoes. He’s not going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:

That’s why, I think, you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t work out at all.” Where was he to get through?

The elder chuckles to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple. I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

They didn't help. I climbed into his fur coat, and his hat, and his boots, and how he began to shiver!.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. As I began to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get through to him, but he still doesn’t shy away - he also swears: it’s so cold, he says! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and set to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” I got under his sheepskin coat and let’s be sarcastic. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. By the end, there was even steam coming off of it. I'll leave quickly. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear! - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start beating my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat, and he keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I vowed not to freeze men anymore.