Russian fairy tales about the new year and the new year. Bedtime story about New Year

Traveling with Santa Claus

Misha walked along snowy forest and suddenly saw fresh footprints. They interested him extremely: someone just recently passed here in huge, enormous boots.

Who could it be? Is it Santa Claus!

And indeed, soon the boy saw Santa Claus in the distance.

Are you surprised, baby, that I'm here? - Santa Claus asked Misha who ran up. - But I also have a magical high-speed cloud, which in an instant transfers to any place. Would you like to fly it with me?

Wow!!! Who would turn down such a tempting offer?! Santa Claus sat the boy next to him on a cloud, and they flew in the blue of the night over snow-covered mountains and valleys. The cloud soared up bright stars, then descended, touching the tops of fluffy Christmas trees. What an extraordinary journey it was!

Soon the lights below flashed big city. All the children have long dressed up Christmas trees and now they were sitting at home and waiting for gifts from Santa Claus. Only now all the chimneys, unfortunately, were closed. “How to get into houses to leave gifts? Do the kids never wait for them? Misha got nervous.

Don’t worry, it’s better to carefully watch how I’ll do everything cleverly, ”said Santa Claus, as if reading the boy’s thoughts, and scattered many small multi-colored parachutes with gifts from the cloud. To each of them was attached a piece of paper with the name of a girl or a boy. Parachutes slowly descended on the city ...

Don't worry, - Santa Claus reassured Misha again, - below, all the parachutes will meet the brownies and deliver gifts to the children.

Misha really wanted to continue this wonderful journey with Santa Claus ... but then he suddenly ... woke up and realized that, unfortunately, he only dreamed of all this.

Where is my present? Did the brownie manage to bring it? Misha exclaimed, remembering his unforgettable dream.

Jumping out of bed, the baby ran to the Christmas tree: what happiness! The gift in shiny paper was already in its place.

“But who knows,” thought a pleased Misha, “maybe what I saw at night was not a dream at all ?!”

Father Frost

One winter day, little Pavlik and his girlfriend Katya were skiing in the forest. It was already beginning to get dark, and they hurried home, when suddenly, among the pines, the kids noticed a large and illuminated beautiful house. “What if Santa Claus himself lives here?” - Katya had an unexpected thought, and the girl immediately shared it with Pavlik.

Let's check, it won't take long," the boy continued, and the children immediately moved towards the big house.

Pavlik did not know if Santa Claus was at home, so he decided to look through the window first.

Let's go see! - he suggested to Katya.

The children crept quietly to the window and saw: an old man was sitting in the room, all in red and with a thick white beard, and packing gifts. Real Grandfather Freezing! Pavlik wiped the frosted glass better, and friends saw as many toys as they had never seen in any store.

The children quietly moved away from the window so as not to interfere with Santa Claus, and hurried home to write letters to him: after all, you need to help an old grandfather, otherwise he does not know who wants to receive what gift for the New Year.

On New Year's morning, Pavlik first ran to the fireplace. And he froze in surprise: there was a small carpentry table in front of the fireplace, and on it lay a set of carpentry tools! Wow! That's such a gift! And it does not matter that there were no toys, because now Pavlik will be able to make them himself, and this is much more interesting! He has made so many toys that not only he has enough, but all his friends!

Snow Maiden

There lived an old man and an old woman. They lived well, together. Everything would be fine, but one grief - they had no children.

Now the snowy winter came, snowdrifts were piled up to the waist, the children poured out into the street to play, and the old man and the old woman looked at them from the window and thought about their grief.

And what, old woman, - says the old man, - let's make a daughter out of the snow.

Come on, the old woman says.

The old man put on a hat, they went out into the garden and began to sculpt a daughter from the snow. They rolled up a snowball, adjusted the handles, legs, put a snow head on top. The old man fashioned his nose, mouth, chin. Look - and the Snow Maiden's lips turned pink, her eyes opened; she looks at the old people and smiles. Then she nodded her head, moved her arms and legs, shook off the snow - and a living girl came out of the snowdrift.

The old people were delighted, they brought her to the hut. They look at her, do not fall in love.

And the old people's daughter began to grow by leaps and bounds; every day, everything becomes more beautiful. She herself is white, like snow, her braid is blond to the waist, only there is no blush at all.

Old people do not rejoice at their daughter, they do not have a soul in her. The daughter is growing up and smart, and smart, and cheerful. With all affectionate, friendly. And the work of the Snow Maiden is arguing in her hands, and she will sing a song - you will hear it.

The winter has passed. The spring sun is starting to shine. The grass turned green on the thawed patches, the larks sang. And the Snow Maiden suddenly became sad.

What's wrong with you, daughter? the old man asks. - Why are you so unhappy? Can't you?

Nothing, father, nothing, mother, I am healthy.

So the last snow melted, flowers bloomed in the meadows, the birds flew in. And the Snow Maiden is getting sadder day by day, becoming more and more silent. Hiding from the sun. All would be for her a shadow and a chill, and even better - rain.

Once a black cloud moved in, a large hail began to fall. The Snow Maiden rejoiced at the hail, like erratic pearls. And as soon as the sun came out again and the hail melted, the Snow Maiden began to cry, so bitterly, like a sister by her own brother.

After spring, summer came. The girls gathered for a walk in the grove, their name is Snegurochka.

Come with us, Snow Maiden, to walk in the forest, sing songs, dance.

The Snow Maiden did not want to go into the forest, but the old woman persuaded her.

Come on, daughter, have fun with your friends!

The girls with the Snow Maiden came to the forest. They began to collect flowers, weave wreaths, sing songs, dance round dances. Only one Snow Maiden is still sad. And as soon as it grew light, they gathered brushwood, made a fire and let's all jump after each other through the fire. Behind everyone and the Snow Maiden stood up.

She ran in her turn after her friends. She jumped over the fire and suddenly melted, turned into a white cloud. A cloud rose high and disappeared in the sky. All the girlfriends heard was how something plaintively moaned behind them: “Ay!” They turned around, but the Snow Maiden was gone. They began to call her.

Ay, ay, Senugrushka!

Only an echo in the forest responded to them.

The story of the Christmas tree

It was a long time ago. There was a decorated Christmas tree in a closed room on the night before the New Year. All in beads, in multi-colored paper chains, in small glass stars. The Christmas tree was locked so that the children would not see it ahead of time.

But many other inhabitants of the house still saw her. She was seen by a fat gray cat with his big green eyes. And the little gray mouse, which was afraid of cats, also looked at the beautiful Christmas tree with one eye when no one was in the room. But there was someone else who did not have time to look at the Christmas tree. It was a small pouch. He could not get out of his modest corner behind the closet. The fact is that the hostess drove all the spiders out of the room before the holiday, and he miraculously hid in a dark corner.

But the spider also wanted to see the Christmas tree, and therefore went to Santa Claus and said: “Everyone has already seen Christmas tree, and we are spiders, kicked out of the house. But we also want to look at the festive forest beauty!”

And Santa Claus took pity on the spiders. He quietly opened the door to the room where the Christmas tree stood, and all the spiders: both large and small, and very tiny spiders began to run around it. At first they looked at everything they could see from below, and then they climbed onto the tree to get a better look at everything else. Little spiders ran up and down all the branches and twigs and inspected every toy, every bead close, close. They examined everything and left perfectly happy. And the Christmas tree turned out to be all in a cobweb, from the foot to the very top. Cobwebs hung from all the branches and entangled even the smallest twigs and needles.

What could Santa Claus do? He knew that the mistress of the house could not stand Spiders and cobwebs. Then Santa Claus turned the cobwebs into gold and silver threads. Here, it turns out, why the Christmas tree is decorated with golden and silver rain

Herringbone

The New Year was coming, and Vitalik really wanted to have a Christmas tree at his house. He dreamed how he would decorate her colorful balls, small candles, beautiful garlands. All the boy's friends bought Christmas trees a long time ago, but he didn't have a Christmas tree. When he came to the Christmas tree market, there was nothing left there, the last Christmas tree was sold. “I’ll go to the forest,” Vitalik decided, “maybe I’ll look for a Christmas tree there.” He took an ax and went into the forest, where grew large and lush Christmas trees, so tall and so thick that no one has ever had before.

After a long and hard way through deep snowdrifts, Vitalik finally reached his goal: he began to cut down one of the best Christmas trees - thick and fluffy. The tree was so huge that, having cut it down, the boy could not even lift his prey. Then he decided to cut the tree in the middle. But even this burden turned out to be beyond his power: Vitalik, groaning, dragged it several meters, took a breath and again set to work. He will probably never make it home!

Having exhausted himself completely, the kid decided to shorten the tree by half again. “It’s bad, of course,” he thought, “but my Christmas tree will still remain the best. Then he started on his way again.

It was still far from home, sweat was already pouring from Vitalik in large drops, his hands were peeled off. And so, stopping many more times and shortening and shortening the Christmas tree, Vitalik reached his house. Looks - and only the top remained from the Christmas tree!

Frustrated, Vitalik returned to the forest and found a smaller Christmas tree - a little fluffy beauty. He was already raising his ax to cut it down, but then out of nowhere a bunny appeared and cried out pleadingly:

Don't cut it, please! This is the only little Christmas tree we have left!

Vitalik lowered his head with anguish: “Now I won’t have Christmas tree- he thought, but then his eyes lit up again, - maybe dress up this one, the forest one?

He quickly ran home and brought various decorations for the Christmas tree: shiny toys, colorful balls, intricate garlands.

The forest revived: squirrels came running, sparrows, bullfinches flew in, hares jumped up. Some hung balls, others tied garlands, attached candles. The Christmas tree turned out to be very elegant, and everyone rejoiced from the bottom of their hearts, looking at it.

Thank you boy for giving us a party! We also want to give you a present. Here, take some acorns and oak leaf garlands. Decorate your home with them.

Vitalik returned home cheerful. Singing, he decorated the fireplace and, admiring his work, placed his boots next to it so that Grandfather Frost could put gifts in them at night.

What do you think, mom, - he asked, going to bed, - Santa Claus will bring me toys tonight?

Of course, - his mother answered him, - he will definitely bring it!

Early in the morning, barely opening his eyes, Vitalik quickly jumped out of bed and rolled head over heels down the stairs. His heart was beating loudly with excitement. Will he find the desired toys in the boots?

But what is it? He did not find even the smallest toy by the fireplace. But there were bunches of carrots, a bag of nuts and a whole bag of grains for birds.

Vitalik even had tears in his eyes from grief, and he, sad, went out into the yard.

The boy looks - the hare is running, in a hurry, shouting to him from afar:

Let's go soon, under the tree is full of toys! Perhaps this is all for you. For some reason, there is nothing for us.

The boy understood immediately. Here, it turns out, what's the matter! It's just that Grandfather Frost mixed up the gifts.

And look, bunny, what he brought me!

Friends took everything that lay by the fireplace and quickly ran into the forest.

And here, by the Christmas tree, Vitalik saw what he had been dreaming about for so long: a train with colorful wagons, a big, big ball and a real guitar!

There were so many toys that you can’t take them away at once!

Hares and squirrels, and all forest dwellers, too, could not get enough of their gifts.

Then everyone stood in a circle and began to dance around the elegant Christmas tree.

A bedtime story about the New Year - for new experiences, for your Have a good mood, for a calm, happy sleep. The New Year is a holiday that makes hearts kinder, gives hope for the best, fills the soul with warmth and joy. New Year is full of secrets, miracles, surprises and magic. And it's charming! Happy New Year! Peace, fulfillment of desires, happiness, understanding, beauty!

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Bedtime story about New Year

Once upon a time there was Santa Claus. He was tall, handsome, and had a rich white beard. He lived in a beautiful little house with painted shutters, a high porch and patterned glass in the illuminated windows. Every winter, Santa Claus congratulated all the inhabitants of the Fairytale Forest on the New Year. The inhabitants of the Fairy Forest dressed up in carnival costumes, and it was impossible to understand which of them was a fox and which was a hare. Santa Claus congratulated everyone, and often went to the neighboring Azure Forest to congratulate local residents on the New Year.

Once upon a time there was a story. Early, early, a little titmouse flew to Santa Claus and told him that Baba Yaga was asking to visit her.

"What does the venerable rogue want?" - thought Santa Claus, but did not refuse the invitation.

“I’ll come to dinner,” said Santa Claus.

But he did not manage to come to dinner, and he showed up at the house on chicken legs only in the evening. At the very house of Baba Yaga there was a stump. Santa Claus accidentally touched him with his staff, the stump swayed, shook himself and mumbled:

- What kind of case did you complain about?

“Baba Yaga herself called,” Santa Claus answered.

“Come in,” the stump said peacefully.

Baba Yaga treated Santa Claus with bagels, and then says:

“In the Far, Far Forest, you, Red Nose Frost, have never been seen. And there were no spruce trees there; there only witch-oaks grow. Get ready, take the Christmas tree and gifts to the inhabitants of the forest there.

- What am I going to do there? Santa Claus asked. “My horses don’t even know the way there.

“So be it, let’s go together in my mortar,” said Baba Yaga.

“But it will be too small for the two of us,” said Santa Claus.

“Don’t worry about it,” Baba Yaga said.

- Why are you so kind? Santa Claus hesitated.

“So for once you gave me a gift today - you gave me a new broom and fixed the stove, otherwise I, the old one, began to freeze completely.

And they decided the next morning to fly to the Far, far away forest. Santa Claus put on a warmer coat, took gifts and a Christmas tree. But Baba Yaga found fur mittens, and pulled on woolen socks, but she didn’t take any gifts, because Baba-Yozhki don’t give any gifts, and she waved a broom.

Baba Yaga knocked on her mortar with a broom, which immediately increased in size, Santa Claus and Baba Yaga sat in the mortar and flew off.

How long, how short, but they flew to the Far, far away forest. As the inhabitants of the forest saw the flying Baba Yaga, they hid in all directions.

Santa Claus and Baba Yaga landed, gathered to congratulate the inhabitants of the Far, Far Forest on the New Year, but no one was there. They were screaming, yelling, no one was there. What to do? Whom to congratulate?

And with them in flight, a small titmouse tagged along. When Santa Claus and Baba Yaga were going on the road, she darted into the pocket of Santa Claus's fur coat, and sat there all the way.

When Santa Claus and Baba Yaga began to look for animals and birds, she got out of her pocket and said:

“Don't worry, I'll bring the animals and birds to you now.

And she flew off to look for the local titmouse. She found and told them that Santa Claus and Baba Yaga had arrived to congratulate everyone on the New Year and give gifts. And they brought something else.

It turned out christmas tree, which was seen by the inhabitants of the Far, Far Forest itself, who ran to the Silvery Glade. They were invited by numerous tits.

The inhabitants of the Far, Farthest Forest gasped when they examined the beautiful Christmas tree with toys, lanterns and lights. Santa Claus presented gifts to everyone, and Baba Yaga told New Year's fairy tale. Little titmouse made riddles.

And when the clock of Santa Claus struck twelve times, everyone shouted in unison:

- Happy New Year! Hooray!

And they danced together. And then the little sparrow said that he was tired and wanted to sleep. The cubs, wolf cubs, and squirrels also wanted to sleep.

Well! Sleep is also little holiday. Holiday happy events, fabulous transformations. Children grow up in their sleep. It's great!

Grow up too, my friend. Gain strength and health. Santa Claus asked me to tell you that everything will be fine with you!

New Year's stories for preschoolers and younger students.

A story about how the boy Vitalik searched and went to the forest for a Christmas tree. And what came out of it you will learn by reading this story.

Herringbone

advancing New Year, and Vitalik really wanted to have a Christmas tree at his house. He dreamed how he would decorate it with colorful balls, small candles, beautiful garlands. All the boy's friends bought Christmas trees a long time ago, but he didn't have a Christmas tree. When he came to the Christmas tree market, there was nothing left there, the last Christmas tree was sold. “I’ll go to the forest,” Vitalik decided, “maybe I’ll find a Christmas tree there.” He took an ax and went to the forest, where big and lush fir-trees grew, so tall and so thick that no one had ever had before.

After a long and difficult journey through deep snowdrifts, Vitalik finally reached his goal: he began to cut down one of the best Christmas trees - thick and fluffy. The tree was so huge that, having cut it down, the boy could not even lift his prey. Then he decided to cut the tree in the middle. But even this burden turned out to be beyond his power: Vitalik, groaning, dragged it several meters, took a breath and again set to work. He will probably never make it home!

Having exhausted himself completely, the kid decided to shorten the tree by half again. “It’s bad, of course,” he thought, “but my Christmas tree will still remain the best. Then he started on his way again.

It was still far from home, sweat was already pouring from Vitalik in large drops, his hands were peeled off. And so, stopping many more times and shortening and shortening the Christmas tree, Vitalik reached his house. He looks - and only the top of the tree remains!

Frustrated, Vitalik returned to the forest and found a smaller Christmas tree - a small fluffy beauty. He was already raising his ax to cut it down, but then out of nowhere a bunny appeared and cried out pleadingly:

"Don't cut her, please!" This is the only little Christmas tree we have left!

Vitalik lowered his head with anguish: “Now I won’t have a Christmas tree,” he thought, but then his eyes lit up again, “maybe I should dress up this one, the forest one?”

He quickly ran home and brought various decorations for the Christmas tree: shiny toys, colorful balls, intricate garlands.

The forest revived: squirrels came running, sparrows, bullfinches flew in, hares jumped up. Some hung balls, others tied garlands, attached candles. The Christmas tree turned out to be very elegant, and everyone rejoiced from the bottom of their hearts, looking at it.

“Thank you, boy, for giving us a party!” We also want to give you a gift. Here, take some acorns and oak leaf garlands. Decorate your home with them.

Vitalik returned home cheerful. Singing, he decorated the fireplace and, admiring his work, placed his boots next to it so that Grandfather Frost could put gifts in them at night.

“What do you think, Mom,” he asked, going to bed, “Santa Claus will bring me toys tonight?”

“Of course,” his mother answered him, “he will definitely bring it!”

Early in the morning, barely opening his eyes, Vitalik quickly jumped out of bed and rolled head over heels down the stairs. His heart was beating loudly with excitement. Will he find the desired toys in the boots?

But what is it? He did not find even the smallest toys by the fireplace. But there were bunches of carrots, a bag of nuts and a whole bag of grains for birds.

Vitalik even had tears in his eyes from grief, and he, sad, went out into the yard.

The boy looks - the hare is running, in a hurry, shouting to him from afar:

- Let's go quickly, under the tree is full of toys! Perhaps this is all for you. For some reason, there is nothing for us.

The boy understood immediately. Here, it turns out, what's the matter! It's just that Grandfather Frost mixed up the gifts.

- And you look, bunny, what he brought me!

Friends took everything that lay by the fireplace and quickly ran into the forest.

And here, by the Christmas tree, Vitalik saw what he had been dreaming about for so long: a train with colorful wagons, a big, big ball and a real guitar!

There were so many toys that you can’t take them away at once!

Hares and squirrels, and all forest dwellers, too, could not get enough of their gifts.

Then everyone stood in a circle and began to dance around the elegant Christmas tree.

Fairy tale for younger students about New Year's miracle

Egorova Galina Vasilievna
Position and place of work: homeschooling teacher, KGBOU "Motyginskaya comprehensive school- boarding school", village Motygino, Krasnoyarsk Territory.
Material Description: This story is written for a younger school age. Therefore, it will be of interest to teachers primary school. This tale tells about a little Christmas tree who really wanted to become a beauty in new year's eve. The content of the fairy tale is aimed not only at educating children of different ages, but also instilling faith in the miracles of New Year's Eve, the power of magic. This story can be used in class. extracurricular reading at school and for family reading.
Target: Formation new year mood through the content of the story.
Tasks:
-educational: talk about the importance of belief in miracles and magic using the example of the heroes of a fairy tale;
-developing: develop memory, attention, imagination, ingenuity, logical thinking, the ability to analyze and draw conclusions;
-educational: to cultivate a sense of faith in miracles, empathy, interest in reading fairy tales.
Content.
Tale of a small Christmas tree.
This story took place in a fairy tale winter forest, in which one could meet a beautiful squirrel, a hare in a white coat, a gray toothy wolf, and a cunning fox. The marvelous forest was covered with a white veil woven from a scattering of millions of snowflakes. And there was one wonderful little Christmas tree in this fabulous forest. It was the most ordinary green Christmas tree. She grew up surrounded by slender white birches, mighty pines, old fir trees and such neighbors of fir trees.

With coming harsh winter forest, as if frozen in sleepy silence. Only occasionally do you hear the sound of a woodpecker extracting seeds from fir cones. The winter sun rarely gave the inhabitants of the forest its warmth. But our Christmas tree was not afraid of either severe frosts or snow blizzards and snowstorms. She was warm and comfortable among the high snows. And she always dreamed the same dream. As if she turns into an elegant beauty, decorated with multi-colored lights, many toys and a bright star on top of her head.
One morning a bunny ran past our Christmas tree.
- Good morning! - said the Christmas tree to the hare.
- Hello! he replied.
- Where are you in such a hurry? the tree asked.
- Don't you know? After all, the New Year is coming soon!
- New Year? What is the New Year?
- New Year is a holiday, magic, gifts from Santa Claus and the Snow Maiden, fun, round dance, joy and laughter! - answered the bunny and galloped on.
The tree was left alone with her thoughts. She really wanted to see this holiday and receive a gift from Santa Claus. And before the New Year, our Christmas tree made a wish to become the beauty that she saw in a dream.
And on New Year's Eve, a miracle happened. The Christmas tree sparkled with bright lights, sparkled with the brilliance of fairy-tale toys and a big star sparkled on its top.
All the inhabitants of the forest gathered to look at this miracle. And how joyful and fun it was for everyone to dance around the elegant Christmas tree, under which everyone found their own new year gift from Santa Claus and Snow Maiden!

A story about how the animals in the forest celebrated the New Year, about the friendship of the animals, about how they take care of each other.

New Year's gift

It was New Year's Eve. Outside the windows was wonderful winter weather: the snow was falling in such large flakes that it densely covered all the streets and houses, and huge snowdrifts appeared in the yards to the delight of the children.

It was also a real winter in the forest, all the animals sat at home and were afraid to even stick their noses out into the street. Baby animals decorated their houses with funny New Year's toys, and adults, of course, prepared New Year's dinner.

Only the little white bunny was not up to the holiday: he had run out of all the supplies at home, and he did not know what to cook a festive dinner from. And he really wanted something tasty!

He sat, sat by the window, and suddenly came up with an idea. Bunny dressed warmer in his yellow fur coat, put a striped cap on his head, a smart striped scarf around his neck and went into the forest to look for a treat for the New Year's table.

The Bunny wandered for a long time through the forests and fields, but did not find anything - everything was covered with snow. He was about to return home with nothing, when he noticed that something red was visible behind a bush in the distance. Bunny came closer and was stunned: “What luck!”

Under the snow lay two large beets. In the summer there was a large beet field, the crop was harvested, and these two beets went unnoticed. Without hesitation, Bunny grabbed the beets and joyfully ran home, singing a cheerful song along the way:

Harvest fields

Were in September

And I found, la-la-la,

Beets in December!

I carry a couple of beetroots

In a hole behind the mountain

And I will arrange in the forest

The called feast by the mountain.

I'm guests for the New Year

I can invite.

The delicacy of animals awaits

Delicious stew.

Though the earth lies in the snow

The blizzard is howling

Mood, la-la-la-

As good as it gets!

Running home, Zaichik began to cook delicious stew from one beetroot, and put the other aside in reserve.

While preparing dinner, Bunny composed the following New Year's poem:

Outside the window is snowing

White carousel.

New Year brings, my friend,

Joy and fun:

Waiting for toys and sweets

Under the green tree

A bright ball on every branch,

Silver needles.

Finally, Zaichik cooked a delicious stew, ate a little, sat down at the table, full and satisfied, and began to think: “It's cold outside, and the snowdrifts are very deep. The New Year is coming soon, and the little Donkey is probably sitting hungry right now. I'll take him the second beet." And the Bunny went to the Donkey.

He came to his house, knocked on the door - no one answers. Then the Bunny opened it and looked inside: the Donkey was not at home.

But the whole room was decorated with fragrant spruce branches. Right on the wall hung a large sheet of paper with poems that Donkey had composed for the New Year. Here are the verses:

Dancing in velvet blizzards

Snowflakes dance - round dance.

Garlands and balls - on the spruce.

The holiday is coming - New Year!

Let everything that we have long wanted

He will bring us a gift!

“Probably,” thought the Bunny, “the Donkey also went to look for a treat. But he is unlikely to be as lucky as I am: since I walked in the field, the snow has been attacking even more. Bunny decided to leave the beets to his friend and put them on the table. “When the Donkey comes, he will be very happy!” thought the happy Bunny.

And the Donkey was really hungry and went to look for something for the New Year's dinner.

Only the Bunny was mistaken, thinking that his friend would not find anything: the Donkey, of course, had to walk around the field for a long time, he even dug up the snow with his hooves, but still found a big tasty potato.

The donkey jumped for joy and hurried home to enjoy delicious mashed potatoes at dinner.

Donkey runs home, carries a huge potato in his bosom - and he feels so good in his soul! Dazzling white snow sparkles all around, bullfinches jump on branches and sing something - in general, everyone is in a great pre-New Year mood.

Donkey runs skipping and sings a song:

In the field, digging snow with a hoof,

I found a potato in it!

The tuber will be useful to me

On a frosty day in December!

Ding dong, ding dong!

There is a hut on the mountain -

This is my cozy home

Where do I make mashed potatoes.

TV after the feast

I will turn it on today.

Will come to the house from television

New Year's holiday.

Dear Santa Claus!

I'll be waiting for you to bring

I have a bag of gifts in the house!

Dili-dili-dili-bom!

Donkey ran home, and there on the table lies a juicy red beetroot: who could bring him such a luxurious gift ?! Here's a surprise!

The surprised Donkey could not understand in any way where the beets appeared in his house. He began to prepare a New Year's dinner, and he kept thinking: “Who brought me such a generous gift?”

I see beets - miracles!

Dili-ding, dilly-bom!

Who brought her here

In my cozy warm house?

Maybe my sister

Have you been here this morning?

No, from a distant warm farm

She probably can't get it.

Squirrel? She is small

And the beetroot is heavy.

Friend Bear sleeps in a den,

In a mink, the Hedgehog sniffs in a dream,

The snake sleeps under a heavy stump

Under the bark - Spider and Bees.

Well, of course, Santa Claus

Brought juicy beets!

Or still a true friend,

What does not sleep during a blizzard?