Children's stories 6 7 years old. Russian folk tales

This section contains fairy tales for younger students 7-8-9-10 years old. It seems to you that the child went to school and became very big. However, he did not stop believing in miracles and magic! Reading best fairy tales from all over the world, the child learns the world, learns to believe in himself, develops imagination and thinking.

At this age, it is very important to consolidate and increase love for the source of knowledge - books. Therefore, we have selected fairy tales that will understandable and interesting to the child. And illustrations from the best artists will help you fall in love with books even more!

fairy tales for children 7-8-9-10 years old to read

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In the sweet carrot forest

Kozlov S.G.

A tale about what forest animals love the most. And one day everything happened as they dreamed. In the sweet carrot forest, the Hare loved to read carrots most of all. He said: - I would like that in the forest ...

The magic herb St. John's wort

Kozlov S.G.

A tale about how the Hedgehog and the Bear cub looked at the flowers in the meadow. Then they saw a flower that they did not know, and they met. It was St. John's wort. The magic grass St. John's wort read It was a sunny summer day. - Do you want me to give you something ...

Green bird

Kozlov S.G.

The tale of the Crocodile, who really wanted to fly. And then one day he dreamed that he turned into a big green bird with wide wings. He flew over land and over the sea and talked with various animals. Green ...

How to catch a cloud

Kozlov S.G.

A fairy tale about how the Hedgehog and the Bear cub went fishing in the fall, but instead of fish they were pecked by the moon, then stars. And in the morning they pulled the sun out of the river. How to catch a cloud to read When the time has come ...

Prisoner of the Caucasus

Tolstoy L.N.

A story about two officers who served in the Caucasus and were captured by the Tatars. The Tatars were ordered to write letters to relatives demanding ransom. Zhilin was from a poor family, there was no one to pay the ransom for him. But he was strong ...

How much land does a man need

Tolstoy L.N.

The story about the peasant Pakhom, who dreamed that he would have a lot of land, then the devil himself is not afraid of him. He had the opportunity to buy inexpensively as much land as he could get around before sunset. Wanting to have more ...

Jacob's dog

Tolstoy L.N.

A story about a brother and sister who lived near the forest. They had a shaggy dog. Once they went into the forest without permission and a wolf attacked them. But the dog grappled with the wolf and saved the children. Dog …

Tolstoy L.N.

A story about an elephant who stepped on its master for mistreating him. The wife was in grief. The elephant put the eldest son on his back and began to work a lot for him. The elephant read ...

What is the favorite holiday of all the guys? Of course, New Year! On this magical night, a miracle descends on the earth, everything sparkles with lights, laughter is heard, and Santa Claus brings long-awaited gifts. A huge number of poems are dedicated to the New Year. V …

In this section of the site you will find a selection of poems about the main wizard and friend of all children - Santa Claus. Many poems have been written about the kind grandfather, but we have selected the most suitable for children 5,6,7 years old. Poems about ...

Winter has come, and with it fluffy snow, blizzards, patterns on the windows, frosty air. The guys rejoice at the white flakes of snow, take out skates and sledges from the far corners. Work is in full swing in the courtyard: they are building a snow fortress, an ice slide, sculpting ...

A selection of short and memorable poems about winter and New Year, Santa Claus, snowflakes, a Christmas tree for junior group kindergarten... Read and study short poems with children 3-4 years old for matinees and New Years. Here …

In this section, we have collected short folk and author's tales from all over the world. These little instructive and good stories help children calm down after a hectic day and tune in to sleep.
In bedtime stories, you will not find cruelty and frightening characters. Only light plots and pleasant characters.
At the bottom of every tale there is prompt, for what age it is intended, as well as other tags. Be sure to pay attention to them when choosing a piece! You don't have to waste time reading a fairy tale to find out if it suits your child or not. We have already read and sorted everything.
Enjoy reading and good dreams :)

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In the sweet carrot forest

Kozlov S.G.

The magic herb St. John's wort

Kozlov S.G.

Green bird

Kozlov S.G.

How to catch a cloud

Kozlov S.G.

Prisoner of the Caucasus

Tolstoy L.N.

How much land does a man need

Tolstoy L.N.

Jacob's dog

Tolstoy L.N.

A story about an elephant who stepped on its master for mistreating him. The wife was in grief. The elephant put the eldest son on his back and began to work a lot for him. The elephant read ...

A selection of short and memorable poems about winter and New Year, Santa Claus, snowflakes, a Christmas tree for the younger group of kindergarten. Read and study short poems with children 3-4 years old for matinees and New Years. Here …

This section contains fairy tales for "why" children 4-5-6 years old. All fairy tales correspond to the age-related interests of the child, develop the ability to fantasize and imagine, broaden their horizons, teach them to be friends and dream.

We tried to select fairy tales for children 4-6 years old with beautiful literary translations and high-quality illustrations.

Fairy tales will help instill and strengthen the child's love for reading and books. Therefore, read as much as possible. Read whenever you can, wherever you go. For this, our site was created :)

P.S. Every tale is labeled tags, which will help you better navigate the sea of works and choose exactly what you most want to read at the moment!

fairy tales for children 4-5-6 years old to read

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In the sweet carrot forest

Kozlov S.G.

The magic herb St. John's wort

Kozlov S.G.

Green bird

Kozlov S.G.

How to catch a cloud

Kozlov S.G.

Prisoner of the Caucasus

Tolstoy L.N.

How much land does a man need

Tolstoy L.N.

Jacob's dog

Tolstoy L.N.

A story about an elephant who stepped on its master for mistreating him. The wife was in grief. The elephant put the eldest son on his back and began to work a lot for him. The elephant read ...

One woman had a stepdaughter and a daughter. This woman loved her daughter, but she could not even look at her stepdaughter. And all because Marushka was much more beautiful than her Shin. Patient and submissive, Maruschka had to do all the work: washing and boiling, spinning and weaving, mowing the grass and looking after the cow. And Golena did nothing but dress up and sit on the heap. Only Golena became more ugly every day, and Marushka more beautiful. Here is the stepmother with Golina and decided to kill Marushka from the world. No sooner said than done.

One day in mid-January, the Shin of snowdrops wanted.

- Go, Marushka, into the forest and pick some snowdrops for me. I'll pin them to my belt.

- Oh, little sister, how could such a thing come to your mind? Where have you seen flowers growing under the snow? - cried Marushka.

- What, you decided to argue with me? Please listen! Bring the snowdrops, or it will be worse! - Threatened Golena, and the stepmother put Marushka out the door and locked all the locks.

Marushka wept even more bitterly and went into the forest. And there the snow is waist-deep, dark, scary, cold. For a long time Marushka wandered through the forest, got stuck in snowdrifts, froze completely. Only suddenly I saw in the distance between the trees, as if a light was shining. She turned to the light and came to a high mountain. On that mountain, a big fire is burning, there are twelve stones around the fire, and on those stones there are twelve people. Three - old men in silver fur coats, white-haired and white-bearded, three - younger - in gold cloaks, three more - even younger - in motley, multi-colored clothes, and the last three - the youngest and most beautiful - in green. They sit in silence and stare at the fire. And it was twelve months. Big January, with a staff in his hand, sat above everyone else.

Marushka was frightened at first, but then she grew bolder:

- And why did you come to the forest in such a frost?

- For snowdrops, - answered Marushka.

- Who goes after snowdrops in winter ?! Flowers do not grow in winter.

- I know. Yes, my sister and my stepmother ordered them to bring snowdrops from the forest, otherwise they threatened to beat them, ”said Marushka. - You do not know, good people, where can I find flowers?

Then Big January got up from his stone and approached a very young month:

- Brother Mart, sit in my place!

March sat down in January’s place, took his staff, waved it over the fire - and the fire rose higher, the snow began to melt quickly, the buds on the branches swelled, the rare grass turned green, and the daisy buds turned pink in the grass. Spring has come. Snowdrops blossomed under the bushes, and before Marushka had time to recover from surprise, the whole clearing was covered with a flower carpet in front of her.

- Collect faster, Marushka! - the month of March hastened her.

Marushka began to collect flowers and gathered a large bouquet. Then she thanked the brothers-months and ran home.

Golena was surprised, and her stepmother was also surprised when they saw that Marushka was not home with empty handed returned.

- Where is the narwhal? - they ask.

- In the forest on the mountain. There is a whole clearing of snowdrops.

She took the flowers from the lower leg, pinned it to the belt, smelled it herself, gave it to her stepmother, but did not offer it to her sister.

The next day, I wanted a leg of berries:

- Go, Marushka, into the forest and bring me berries.

- Oh, little sister, how could such a thing come to your mind? Where have you seen berries growing under the snow? - cried Marushka.

- What, you decided to argue with me? Bring the berries, or it will be worse! - shouted Golena at her, and her stepmother pushed Marushka out the door and locked all the locks.

Nothing to do. Marushka wept even more bitterly and went into the forest. And there the snow is deep, dark, cold. For a long time Marushka wandered through the forest, when suddenly she saw a light in the distance, the one that she had seen yesterday. She was delighted and went to this light. She came to a huge fire, and around that fire they sit for twelve months again. And Big January is above all.

- Hello, good people! Let me warm myself by your fire, I am very cold.

Big January nodded his head and asked:

- Why did you come to the forest again?

- For berries.

“It’s winter now, and the berries don’t grow in winter,” said January.

“I know,” Marushka answered sadly, “but Sister Golena and her stepmother ordered them to bring berries from the forest, or they threatened to beat them. Help me, good people, to find berries!

Big January got up, went up to the month that was sitting opposite, gave him a staff and said:

- Brother June, sit in my place.

June sat on the tallest stone and waved his staff over the fire. The fire rose higher, the snow melted, the earth turned green, the trees were covered with leaves, the birds began to sing, the flowers bloomed. Summer has come. It was as if someone had scattered white stars in the grove. White stars began to turn into berries, and before Marushka had time to recover from amazement, the berries ripened.

- Collect faster, Marushka! - said June.

Marushka was delighted, quickly set to work and soon gathered up a full apron. Then she thanked the brothers-months and ran home.

Golena was surprised, and her stepmother was also surprised when they saw that Maruška had brought a full apron with berries.

- Where did you collect it? - pounced on Golen's sister.

- In the forest on the mountain. There is a whole clearing of them.

She took the shin of the berries, ate her fill, the stepmother ate too, but Marushka and the berries were not offered.

The next day, the Shin wanted apples:

- Go, Marushka, into the forest - for apples.

- Oh, little sister, where will apples come from in the winter in the forest? - begged the unfortunate Marushka.

- What, you decided to argue with me? If you don't bring home red apples, blame yourself! - Threatened Golena. And the stepmother pushed Marushka out the door and locked all the locks.

Nothing to do. Marushka wandered into the forest.

The snow is deep in the forest, there are no paths anywhere. Only Marushka did not stray anymore. She immediately ran up the mountain, where a hot fire was burning, and they sat around for twelve months. And Big January is above all.

- Hello, good people! Let me warm myself by your fire, I am very cold.

Big January nodded and asked:

- Why did you come to the forest again?

- For red apples, - answered Marushka.

- But now it's winter, and apples don't grow in winter.

“I know,” Marushka answered sadly, “but Golen’s sister and stepmother ordered them to bring apples from the forest, or they threatened to beat them. Tell me, good people, where can I get them?

Big January got up, went up to one of the brothers who were sitting in golden cloaks, gave him a staff and said:

- Brother September, sit in my place!

The month of September sat down on the highest stone, waved his staff over the fire. The fire broke out into a red flame, the snow melted, the leaves on the trees first turned green, then turned yellow. On the slopes, a field carnation turned red. Then Marushka saw an apple tree with ripe apples on it.

Marushka shook the apple tree - one apple fell. She shook it again - and another bull's-eye fell.

- Hurry up! - the month of September shouted to her.

Marushka picked up two fallen apples, thanked the brothers-months and ran home.

Golena was surprised, and her stepmother was surprised when they saw that Marushka brought apples.

- Where is the narwhal?

- In the forest on the mountain. There, the whole apple tree is strewn with them.

- Why didn't you bring more? Probably, she ate everything on the way?

- Ah, sister, I haven't even tasted a piece. She shook the apple tree - one apple fell, shook it again - the second fell. And I was not allowed to pick more.

The leg and stepmother ate both apples. And they seemed so tasty and sweet to them, well, they had never tasted anything like it in my life.

So Golena says:

- Give me, mother, a fur coat and a scarf, I myself will go into the forest for apples.

As she said, she did so.

And in the forest the snow is deep, and nowhere is there a path. The shin strayed for a long time until she saw a light in the distance. It was a bonfire for twelve months. The shin was frightened at first, but then grew bolder, went up to the fire without asking, began to warm her hands.

Big January furrowed his gray eyebrows and asks:

- What do you want in the forest?

- What do you care, old one? - snapped Golena.

January frowned more than ever, waved his staff over the fire, and the fire began to burn very low. The sky darkened, thick snow poured down, as if above someone tore a featherbed, flew North wind, rustled in the branches. A blizzard whirled around Shin, and she lost her way home forever.

The stepmother was waiting for her daughter, she waited, but she did not wait. “Apparently, apples are to her taste, so she can't come off,” she thought, put on a fur coat, took a basket and went into the forest. I walked, walked, searched and searched, until she herself froze.

Marushka was left at home alone. I cleaned up, cooked dinner, fed the cow, but Golena and her stepmother are not coming back. "No matter how bad things happen to them!" - she worried. Only she never saw Golena or her stepmother again. Marushka was left alone in a small house. And soon a groom was found for her. And they lived together happily ever after.

Italian fairy tale "Slowback"

The hard-working peasant Bastiano lived in one village. And his wife, on the contrary, was lazy, lazy.

One morning Bastiano got ready to go to the forest for firewood and said to his wife:

- I know, Lina, that work is not a joy for you, but, be kind, make sure that the chickens do not gnaw our grain.

- Trust me, hubby. I won't let a single chicken get close to the field.

She did indeed sit at the edge of the field under a fig tree and decided to keep her eyes on the chickens. But they calmly pecked bread crumbs away from the wheat field. And the sun had already risen to its zenith and roasted mercilessly. Lina thought that nothing bad would happen if she took a nap for a minute. She closed her eyes and immediately fell asleep.

The cicada, sitting on a fig tree, began to clatter and sing:

Lina has been sleeping for a long time.

And the chickens in the field peck the grain.

Lina the sloth will have a hard time

When Bastiano gets back from work.

But Lina had already seen her tenth dream. She had no idea that chickens really trample and peck wheat. And when she finally woke up, the chickens ate so much that they could not move their paws.

- Oh, trouble! The harvest is gone! - Lina lamented. But, however, as she despaired, so quickly she was comforted: - But our chickens will be fat and big, like geese.

She drove the chickens into the chicken coop, and she sat down again in the shade to doze a little.

And the cicada sang and crackled again:

Chickens will sit on their perch,

The fox will come and eat them all.

Will return home Bastiano,

Lina will get it sooner or later.

But Lina, after having herded the chickens into the chicken coop, was so tired of this hard work that she was already fast asleep again and did not hear anything. But, as soon as she woke up, she quickly ran to the chicken coop to look at the chickens. And there the fox has already gnawed the last wing of the last chicken.

- Oh, you red-haired cheat! - Lina cried and quickly slammed the window through which the fox climbed into the chicken coop.

Not so bad, she thought. - The fox, of course, ate all the chickens. But now she is trapped. We'll sell her fur coat and buy a whole brood of little chickens. And a couple of geese to boot. It's even good that everything turned out like this. "

So she calmed herself and returned to the shade of her beloved fig tree. There she overcame a sweet dream.

And the restless cicada sings and creaks:

The fox is locked up

But she's about to be torn apart by a dog.

Oh, and Lina will have a hard time,

But Lina just dreamed that she was carrying chickens from the market. She smiled in her sleep and did not hear anything.

It was then that she was awakened by the terrible noise and fuss in the chicken coop. She looked through the window and saw a big gray dog chasing a fox. As soon as he smelled the scent of a fox, he ran to the chicken coop, dug a hole under the wall and climbed inside.

- Calm down, you stupid dog! Lina screamed. She burst into the chicken coop and grabbed the dog by the withers. And the fox, wasting no time, slipped out, and only she was seen. But Lina was now not up to her. Very good, she thought. - A husband with this dog will go hunting and shoot more than a dozen foxes.

Lina tied the dog to the fence and, pleased with herself, hurried to her place under the fig tree.

And the cicada is not appeased:

You sleep, and the boys are right there.

They will untie the dog and take away.

Oh, and it’s hard for you

When Bastiano gets home.

She sang, overflowed, but all in vain. Lina was fast asleep and did not hear anything.

And so Bastiano returned from the forest. Lina perked up and ran out joyful to meet him.

- Is everything all right with us, - asks Bastiano, - is the wheat whole in the field?

- Oh, hubby, as soon as I looked away for a second, these damned chickens ate all the grain! But they became so big and fat that your geese.

“It’s not a problem,” Bastiano said. - Let's sell chickens and buy grain.

- No matter how it is, dear hubby. The fox ate the chicken. But I am not a miss! I locked the coop and caught the fox.

“So much the better,” Bastiano nodded. - Let's sell the fox skin. It is now in the price.

- Yes, the red skin was good! Only the fox, a kind of cheat, ran away. A huge dog climbed into the chicken coop and ruffled her so that he ruined the whole skin. But I caught this dog. You go with him to the forest to hunt, there the foxes are apparently invisible.

- Well, let's go and have a look at this dog.

They came to the fence, but the dog was not there. While Lina was sleeping, the boys ran past, saw the dog, untied it and took it away.

And their trail is long gone.

What do you think Bastiano did? Think you got angry? Right. And how!

Japanese fairy tale "The most beautiful outfit in the world"

In the old days, the distant old days, the raven had white-white feathers. He wanted to dress up.

So the raven flew to the owl.

In those days, the owl was a dyer. She dyed dresses for all the birds in whatever color they wanted: red, blue, turquoise, yellow ... There was no end to the customers.

- Mistress owl! Owl lady! Vykr-r-race my outfit in the most kr-r-racy color. I want to amaze the whole world with my cr-r-racota.

- Ooh, ooh, I can! The owl agreed. - Would you like a blue dress like a heron? Want a patterned outfit like a falcon? Do you want a motley one like a woodpecker?

- No, choose a color absolutely unprecedented for me, so that no other bird would have such an outfit!

The raven shook off its white plumage, and flew away.

The owl thought, thought, what color is the most unprecedented, and painted the feathers of the raven black-black, blacker than ink.

A raven has arrived and asks:

- Hor-r-rosh, did I get a nar-r-row?

He put on his new dress and let's look in the mirror. Looked and gasped! From head to tail he became black-black, and you can't even tell where the eyes are, where the nose is.

- In what color did you pick out my feathers, r-robber ?! The crow screamed.

The owl began to make excuses:

- You yourself wanted me to dye your outfit in an unprecedented color.

- Wait, I'll catch you - r-tear you to shreds! Now we are vr-ragas forever! The raven croaked angrily.

Since then, as he sees an owl, he rushes at it.

That is why the owl hides in the hollow during the day. She does not appear into the light while the raven is flying.

Japanese fairy tale "Fire Tarot"

In the old days, in the distant old days, there lived a girl named o-Kiku. Once she was walking in the field behind her house and suddenly saw: in the ground a large hole was turning black. And where did she come from ?!

O-Kiku bent over the pit and looked into the depths. It's dark there and you can't see anything. Curiosity made out the girl. She went down into the pit and ended up in the underworld. Goes o-Kiku on long-long road and along the road there are beautiful flowers that have never been seen on earth. How many, how little she went, suddenly sees - there is a black gate.

O-Kiku knocked on the gate: don-don-don! A young man came out to meet her, handsome in appearance, but pale to blue, not blood in his face. He invited her to come into the house.

- My name is, - he says, - Fire Tarot, and this is the kingdom of fire. My father was the ruler of this kingdom, but he died, and since then the devils have not given me rest. I endure cruel torments, and I don’t know who will free me from them.

The girl took pity on the Fire Tarot and stayed with him. The next morning the young man was going to leave and punishes her:

“Don’t try to spy on where I’m going. Wait for me here in this room. Anywhere from-, don't come out here.

He pushed the door aside, pushed it back behind him and went into the depths of the house.

And in the most distant chambers, someone makes noise, and rattles, and rattles with iron. O-Kiku could not stand it, looked out slowly. And what did she see? The terrible devils stripped the young man naked, stretched him out on an iron grate and hung him over a huge hearth. The young man writhes in the flame. When there was almost no life left in him, the elder devil ordered:

- Enough for today.

They took the devils out of the fire.

The girl almost lost her mind from horror. She closed the door on the sly and went back into the room.

The next morning the young man said to her:

- Today I will again spend the whole day in the distant chambers of the house. You, apparently, are sad alone ... Take a walk in the garden, there is something to admire. Here are thirteen keys to thirteen storerooms. You can unlock the twelve storerooms, but do not enter the thirteenth. My late father also forbade opening it. I myself have never been there. Do you hear? Do not try to open the thirteenth door! - With these words, the Fire Tarot handed the girl a bunch of black keys, and he again went into the inner chambers.

With longing in her heart, O-Kiku went out into the yard. There are thirteen stone storerooms in the courtyard next to each other. The girl wanted to see what was hidden in them. She opened the first pantry with a key. And when I saw what was in her, I forgot everything in the world.

In the first storeroom, we celebrated the New Year. Many little men in ceremonial capes with coats of arms decorated New Year's pines, and tiny girls in festive outfits tossed balls with feathers. It was fun and noisy there.

It was February in the second storeroom. Plums bloomed, fragrant. Tiny boys were flying kites in the wind.

And what was in the third pantry? The Peach Blossom Festival was celebrated there. Thumb-sized girls, smart and cheerful, admired the superbly discharged dolls the size of a pea.

The April sun was shining in the fourth storeroom. Gray-bearded dwarfs, leading their grandchildren by the hand, ceremoniously walked to the temple on the occasion of the birth of Buddha.

And in the fifth pantry? O-Kiku was impatient to look into the fifth pantry. It was warm May. V blue sky motley carps swam like living, and tiny boys, singing merrily, covered the roofs of houses with blooming irises. In the ceremonial chambers there were warrior dolls the size of a fingernail.

In the sixth storeroom, the sun was shining hotter. On the banks of a transparent river, caring dwarf hostesses diligently washed their clothes. And across the river were rice fields. Peasants and peasant women, so small that one could plant each in the palm of their hand, sang songs, planting rows of green rice sprouts.

O-Kiku unlocked the seventh storeroom door and saw a clear starry sky. It was the evening of the Meeting of Two Stars. Children of dwarfs tied thin strips of multi-colored paper with the words "Heavenly River" and many other decorations to bamboo leaves.

Having seen her fill, O-Kiku unlocked the door of the eighth storeroom. There was an autumn full moon night. Tiny children admired the bright moon, and in front of them on the tables lay in variegated heaps of apples and pears no larger than wild strawberries. The moon, like a large round tray, gazed out of the sky at the rice balls.

O-Kiku looked into the ninth pantry. Everything was red and gold. The dwarfs, leaning on staffs, walked leisurely through the mountains. They went up a steep slope, then went down into a deep valley, admiring the autumn maples.

The turn of the tenth storeroom has come. It was October there. The dwarfs, climbing the trees, shook the branches with all their might, and ripe chestnuts rained down on the ground in a hail. It was fun to watch the children collect them in baskets.

O-Kiku opened the eleventh storeroom. A cold wind pulled towards her. The whole ground was covered with a fine scattering of the first frost. Dried persimmons and radishes hung under each jam. Tiny peasants threshed their rice, rejoicing in the rich harvest.

In the twelfth storeroom there was a kingdom of snow. Everywhere you look - deep snowdrifts. Children have fun, play snowballs, make snowmen ...

Here is another pantry. But the Fire Tarot strictly forbade unlocking the thirteenth door. O-Kiku holds a black key in his hand ... And he was not ordered to enter, but he wants to. The girl thinks: to open it or not to open it, but she herself step by step, step by step, getting closer to the door, as if something pulls her ...

The girl put the key in the keyhole, tries to turn it, but the lock is rusty, it doesn't give in. With difficulty she unlocked the door and entered the storeroom. This pantry was unlike any other. There were no dwarfs or festive spectacles in it. O-Kiku fell into a richly decorated room. She looked around and saw: on a shelf in the front niche was a box covered with black varnish. O-Kiku wanted to see what was hidden in it. The girl opened the lid and looked in. There are two red balls in the box. As if they were made of glass, but only soft. What could it be? She tucked o-Kiku a casket in her bosom and ran out of the pantry.

The sun has already risen high. The girl wanted to drink. She sees: a stream is running in the garden. O-Kiku bent over the stream, scooped up a handful of water. In the clear water, as in a mirror, the coastal trees were visible, and on one of them something colorful was stirring. The girl raised her head: a huge snake coiled around a pine branch and looked at it with sparkling eyes!

Not remembering herself from fear, she jumped o-Kiku across the stream and started to run. And at the same moment, a casket opened in her bosom, one ball rolled out of it and fell into the stream. But the girl with fright did not notice anything.

She ran into the house, and the Fire Tarot is walking towards her. She tells him what miracles she saw in twelve storerooms, but not a word about the thirteenth. A young man listens to her and smiles.

Suddenly there was a clatter and clatter. A crowd of devils poured out from the depths of the house. O-Kiku shook with fear, and the devils bowed deeply to her and say:

- Good evening! Thanks to you, we have found one eye of our chief commander. The snake told us everything ... Our commander ordered that you both appear before him.

The devils took the young man and the girl to their leader. And that only one single eye sparkles in his forehead with red fire, instead of the other - an empty eye socket.

- Thank you very much! - the chief devil bowed his horns before them. “It’s already several decades since your late father, a young man, was angry with me for one unkind deed and deprived me of both eyes. Since then I have walked blind for many years. In retaliation for this, I tortured you mercilessly. But today I have great joy: I found one eye. Give me the second one. I won't disturb you anymore. If I have both eyes, I don't need any treasures. I’ll give you everything, just give me back my second eye!

He listens to the Fire Tarot and does not understand anything. He asked the girl:

- You haven't hidden anything from me?

- Yes, to tell the truth, I violated your ban, unlocked the thirteenth pantry. And in it there was a box with two red balls ... I did not know that these were the eyes of the devil. I put the box in my bosom, but I saw a snake near the stream and, I don’t know how, dropped one ball into the water.

The warlord of the devils rejoiced:

- Here, here, this very eye. Give me another one, please!

The girl took out the casket from her bosom and gave the devil a second red ball, and the devil immediately inserted it into his empty eye socket. Both his eyes flashed like two lights.

To celebrate, he presented O-Kiku and the Fire Tarot with untold treasures.

A young man and a girl got married. They had fun: after all, they could admire all the seasons every day.