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

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson nose! how would we have fun - to freeze people?

Another answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue nose! if people are frozen, it’s not for us to walk around a clean field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's run better to a clean forest! Although there is less space, but there will be more fun. All no, no, yes, someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two siblings, ran into a clean forest. They run, they amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, click on the pines. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine forest is creaking. They will run through loose snow - the bark is icy; A blade of grass peeps out from under the snow - they will blow it, as if they will humiliate it all with beads.

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

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

Frost - Blue nose like was younger says:

I'd rather go after the guy. I’ll finish him sooner: an old sheepskin coat, patched, a hat full of holes, on his legs, except for bast shoes, nothing. He, in no way, is going to chop wood ... And you, brother, how stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he is wearing a bear's coat, a fox's hat, and wolf's boots. Where am I with him! I can't cope.

Frost - Crimson Nose only laughs.

You are still young, - he says, - brother! .. Well, let it be your way. Run after the peasant, and I will run after the master. As we get together in the evening, we will find out who had an easy job, who was hard. Farewell for now!

Farewell, brother!

They whistled, they clicked, they ran.

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

That's it, I think, you, brother, got tired of it with the master, - says the younger one, - but, you see, it didn’t turn out to be any good. Where was it to be taken!

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 - he would not warm up.

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

Didn't help. I climbed up to him and into a fur coat, and into a hat, and into 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 will not overcome me here. An was not there! I have it on hand. As I set to work on him, I let him out of the wagon a little alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your man?

Oh, brother Frost - Crimson nose! You joked a bad joke with me that you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought - I'll freeze the man, but it turned out - he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how. He rode, you yourself saw, chopping wood. On the way, I began to penetrate him: only he still does not become shy - he still swears: such, he says, this frost! It became quite insulting; I began to pinch and prick him more. Only for a short time was this fun for me. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, set to work on the axe. I think: "Here I break him." I climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's sting him. And he is waving an ax, only chips are flying around. Even began to break through his sweat. I see: it’s bad - I can’t sit under a sheepskin coat. At the end of the indus, steam fell from him. I'm off quickly. I think: "How to be?" And the man keeps working and working. What would be chilly, but he became hot. I look - he takes off his short fur coat. I rejoiced. "Wait, I say, here I will show you myself." The short fur coat is all wet. I got into it - climbed everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As soon as the peasant finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, my heart jumped: I’ll amuse myself! 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! And you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was more authentic and more knotty, and how it would start to beat on a sheepskin coat! He beats me on the sheepskin coat, but everything scolds me. I would like to run as soon as possible, but it hurts that I'm stuck in the wool - I can't get out. And he's pounding, he's pounding! I forcefully left. I thought I wouldn't pick up the bones. Until now, the sides are aching. I repented to freeze the men.

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

Another answers him:
- Brother Frost Blue nose! If people are frozen, it’s not for us to walk around a clean field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow: no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's run better to a frequent forest! Although there is less space, but there will be more fun. All no-no - yes, someone will meet along the way.

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

Oh, you frost!
Oh, you frost!
You frosts are crackling, fierce,
You frost crackling, fierce!
Oh, froze
Oh, froze
They froze a pine tree in the forest,
They froze a pine tree in the forest! ..

The old spruce forest cracks and crackles!.. The young pine forest creaks and creaks! A blade of grass peeps out from under the snow - they will blow it, as if they will humiliate it all with beads! ..

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

"I'd rather go after the guy." I’ll finish him as soon as possible: an old sheepskin coat, patched, a hat full of holes, on the legs, except for bast shoes, nothing. He's not going to chop wood. And you, brother, how stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he is wearing a bear's coat, a fox's hat, and wolf's boots. Where am I with him! I can't cope.
Frost Crimson Nose only laughs.

- You are still young, - he says, - brother! .. Well, let it be your way! Run after the peasant, and I will run after the master. As we get together in the evening, we will find out who had an easy job, who was hard. Farewell for now!
- Farewell, brother!

They whistled, they clicked, they ran.

Frost crept up Crimson nose to the master, began to blow and freeze: and in a fur coat, and in a hat, and in boots, it chills, it blows! The master shudders, huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: “Let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost will not overcome me here.” An was not there! I have it on hand. Barely a living gentleman came to the city!

And Frost Blue Nose chased the peasant. Caught up, began to penetrate it, jump around. And the man - not shy - still swears: such, he says, this kind of frost. Frost was even offended; he began to pinch and prick him even more. Only for a short time was this fun for him. A peasant arrived where he knew, got out of the sleigh, began to chop wood with an ax:

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

Frost The blue nose was delighted, he thinks: here I will break him. He began to blow into his short fur coat, make his way, and let's sting him. And the man is waving an ax, only chips are flying around:

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

Frost marvels - it's hot for a peasant, even sweat began to break through him. Frost sees - it’s bad, he can’t sit under a sheepskin coat. The man, you know, works and works - even steam poured from him. Thinks Frost Blue nose: what to do? The peasant would be cold, but he became hot!

Frost looks: and the peasant takes off his sheepskin coat. Frost rejoiced:
“Wait a minute,” he says, “here I will show you myself!”

The peasant's sheepskin coat is all wet. Here Frost crept up to him, froze the sheepskin coat so that it became a lubok lubok - the sleeves could not be bent, the floor could not be smelled. Put it on now, try it!

Here the peasant finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, Frost's heart leaped up: something, he thinks, I'll amuse myself!

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

And the peasant chose a log that was more authentic and more knotty, and how he would begin to beat on a sheepskin coat! He beats his sheepskin coat and swears at everything in the cold. The frost had a bad time: he should have run faster, but he was stuck in wool, he could not get out. Violently gone! And the man, know, beats, know, beats! He knocked out all the pieces of ice, put on a short fur coat, piled firewood, got into a sleigh, and went home. Rides, drives, sings songs.

Frost is great
Doesn't tell you to stand
And I - one, and I - two,
Chopped wood!
I'll bring home -
I'll heat up the oven!

Here the sun has set. Both Frosts met on an open field. They ask each other what?

- That's it, I think, you, brother, got drunk with the master, - says the younger Frost, - but, I guess, it didn’t turn out to be any good. Where was he to get through: in a bear's fur coat and a fox's hat!

The elder chuckles to himself.
- Oh, - he says, - brother Frost Blue nose, you are young and simple! I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour - he would not warm up.
- But what about a fur coat, and a hat, and boots?
- They did not help, no matter how wrapped up. Well, what have you done with your man?

- Oh, brother Frost Crimson nose! You joked a bad joke with me that you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I would freeze the man, but it turned out: he broke off my sides. I forcefully left him. I thought I wouldn't pick up the bones. Until now, the sides are aching. No, I won't more men freeze.

Two Frosts is a fairy tale that work can warm much better than the warmest fur coat... (in the retelling of M.L. Mikhailov)

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

Another answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue nose! If people are frozen, it’s not for us to walk around a clean field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow: no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's run better to a clean forest! Although there is less space, but there will be more fun. Everything is no, no, but someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two siblings, ran into a clean forest. They run, they amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, click on the pines. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine forest is creaking. They will run through loose snow - the bark is icy; A blade of grass peeps out from under the snow - they will blow it, as if with beads they will humiliate it all.

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

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

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

I'd rather go after the guy. I’ll finish him as soon as possible: an old sheepskin coat, patched, a hat full of holes, on the legs, except for bast shoes, - nothing. He, in any way, is going to chop wood. And you, brother, how stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he is wearing a bear's coat, a fox's hat, and wolf's boots. Where am I with him! I can't cope.

Frost - Crimson Nose only laughs.

You are still young, - he says, - brother! .. Well, yes, be your way. Run after the peasant, and I will run after the master. As we get together in the evening, we will find out who had an easy job, who was hard. Farewell for now!

Farewell, brother!

They whistled, they clicked, they ran.

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

That's it, I think, you, brother, got tired of it with the master, - says the younger one, - but, you see, it didn’t turn out to be any good. Where was it to be taken!

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 - he would not warm up.

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

Didn't help. I climbed up to him and into a fur coat, and a hat, and boots, but how I began to shiver! He shudders, he shrinks and wraps himself; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost will not overcome me here. An was not there! I have it on hand. How I set to work on him - I let him out of the wagon a little alive in the city! Well, what did you do with your man?

Oh, brother Frost - Crimson nose! You joked a bad joke with me that you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought - I'll freeze the man, but it turned out - he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how. He rode, you yourself saw, chopping wood. Dear, I began to penetrate him, only he still does not get shy - he still swears: such, he says, this frost. It became quite insulting; I began to pinch and prick him even more. Only for a short time was this fun for me. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, set to work on the axe. I think: here I break him. I climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's sting him. And he is waving an ax, only chips are flying around. Even began to break through his sweat. I see: it’s bad - I can’t sit under a sheepskin coat. At the end of the indus, steam fell from him. I'm off quickly. I think: how to be? And the man keeps working and working. What would be chilly, but he became hot. I look: he throws off his sheepskin coat. I rejoiced. “Wait, I say, here I will show you myself!” The coat is all wet. I climbed into it, froze it so that it became a splint.

Put it on now, try it! As soon as the peasant finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, my heart jumped: I’ll amuse myself! 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! And you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding - he chose a log that was longer and more knotty, but how he would start to beat on a sheepskin coat! He beats me on the short fur coat, but everything scolds me.

I would like to run as soon as possible, but it hurts that I'm stuck in the wool - I can't get out. And he's pounding, he's pounding! I forcefully left. I thought I wouldn't pick up the bones. Until now, the sides are aching. I repented to freeze the men.

(Ill. O. Gvozdeva)

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

One Frost speaks to another

- Brother Frost - Crimson nose! how would we have fun - to freeze people?

Another answers him:

- Brother Frost - Blue nose! If you freeze people, it’s not for us to walk around a clean field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's run better to a clean forest! Although there is less space, there will be more fun for that. All no, no, yes, someone will meet along the way.

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

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: a peasant rides with a bell, a peasant with a bell.

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

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

"I'd rather go after the guy." I’ll finish him sooner: an old sheepskin coat, patched, a hat full of holes, on his feet, except for bast shoes, nothing. He is. no way, he’s going to chop wood ... And you, brother, how stronger than me, run after the master.

You see, he is wearing a bear's coat, a fox's hat, and wolf's boots. Where am I with him! I can't cope.

Frost - Crimson Nose only laughs.

“You are still young,” he says, “brother! .. Well, let it be your way. Run after the peasant, and I will run after the master. As we get together in the evening, we will find out who had an easy job, who was hard. Farewell for now.

- Farewell, brother!

They whistled, they clicked, they ran.

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

- What?

“That’s it, I think, you’ve got drunk, brother, with a gentleman,” says the younger one, “what’s the point , G lol, nothing came out. Where was it to be taken?

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 - he would not warm up.

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

- Didn't help. I climbed up to him and into a fur coat, and into a hat, and into boots, but how did I begin to shiver? he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost will not overcome me here. An was not there!

I have it on hand. As I set to work on him, I let him out of the wagon a little alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your man?

- Oh, brother Frost - Crimson nose! You joked a bad joke with me that you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I would freeze the man, but it turned out - he broke off my sides.

— How so?

- Yes, that's how. He rode, you yourself saw, chopping wood. On the way, I began to penetrate him: only he still does not become shy - he still swears: such, he says, this frost! It became quite insulting; I began to pinch and prick him more. Only for a short time was this fun for me. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, set to work on the axe. I think: "Here I break him." I climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's sting him. And he is waving an ax, only chips are flying around. Even began to break through his sweat. I see: it’s bad - I can’t sit under a sheepskin coat. At the end of the indus, steam fell from him. I'm off quickly.

I think: "How to be?" And the man keeps working and working. What would be chilly, but he became hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I rejoiced. "Wait, I say, here I will show you myself." The short fur coat is all wet. I got into it - climbed everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As soon as I finished my work and went up to the sheepskin coat, my heart jumped: I’ll amuse myself! 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! And you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was more authentic and more knotty, and how it would start to beat on a sheepskin coat! He beats me on the sheepskin coat, but everything scolds me. I would like to run as soon as possible, but it hurts that I'm stuck in the wool - I can't get out. And he's beating, he's beating! I forcefully left. I thought I wouldn't pick up the bones. Until now, the sides are aching. I repented to freeze the men.

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

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

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson nose! how would we have fun - to freeze people?

Another answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue nose! if people are frozen, it’s not for us to walk around a clean field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's run better to a clean forest! Although there is less space, there will be more fun. All no, no, yes, someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two siblings, ran into a clean forest. They run, they amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, click on the pines. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine forest is creaking. They will run through loose snow - the bark is icy; A blade of grass peeps out from under the snow - they will blow it, as if they will envelop it all with beads.

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

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

Frost - Blue nose like was younger says:

I'd rather go after the guy. I’ll finish him sooner: an old sheepskin coat, patched, a hat full of holes, on his legs, except for bast shoes, nothing. He, in no way, is going to chop wood ... And you, brother, how stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he is wearing a bear's coat, a fox's hat, and wolf's boots. Where am I with him! I can't cope.

Frost - Crimson Nose only laughs.

You are still young, - he says, - brother! .. Well, yes, be your way. Run after the peasant, and I will run after the master. As we get together in the evening, we will find out who had an easy job, who was hard. Farewell for now!

Farewell, brother!

They whistled, they clicked, they ran.

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

That's it, I think, you, brother, got tired of it with the master, - says the younger one, - but, you see, it didn’t turn out to be any good. Where was it to be taken!

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 - he would not warm up.

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

Didn't help. I climbed up to him and into a fur coat, and into a hat, and into boots, and how I began to shiver! he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost will not overcome me here. An was not there! I have it on hand. As I set to work on him, I let him out of the wagon a little alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your man?

Oh, brother Frost - Crimson nose! You joked a bad joke with me that you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought - I'll freeze the man, but it turned out - he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how. He rode, you yourself saw, chopping wood. On the way, I began to penetrate him, but he still does not get shy - he also swears: such, he says, this frost! It became quite insulting; I began to pinch and prick him more. Only for a short time was this fun for me. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, set to work on the axe. I think: "Here I break him." I climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's sting him. And he is waving an ax, only chips are flying around. Even began to break through his sweat. I see: it’s bad - I can’t sit under a sheepskin coat. In the end, even steam poured from him. I'm off quickly. I think: "How to be?" And the man keeps working and working. What would be chilly, but he became hot. I look - he takes off his short fur coat. I rejoiced. "Wait, I say, here I will show you myself." The coat is all wet. I got into it - climbed everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As soon as the peasant finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, my heart jumped: I’ll amuse myself! 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! And you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was more authentic and more knotty, and how it would start to beat on a sheepskin coat! He beats me on the short fur coat, but everything scolds me. I would like to run as soon as possible, but it hurts that I'm stuck in the wool - I can't get out. And he's pounding, he's pounding! I forcefully left. I thought I wouldn't pick up the bones. Until now, the sides are aching. I repented not to freeze the men anymore.