Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare in the forest. They lived not far from each other. Autumn has arrived. It became cold in the forest. They decided to build huts for the winter. The fox built herself a hut out of loose snow, and the bunny built herself out of loose sand. They spent the winter in new huts.

Spring has come, the sun has warmed up. The fox's hut has melted, but the bunny's remains as it stood. The fox came to the bunny's hut, drove the bunny out, and remained in his hut.

The bunny left his yard, sat down under a birch tree and cried.

There's a wolf coming

He sees a bunny crying.

Why are you crying, bunny? - asks the wolf.

How can I, a bunny, not cry? The fox and I lived close to each other. We built ourselves huts: I built them from loose sand, and she built them from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, but mine remains as it was. A fox came, drove me out of my hut and stayed in it to live. So I sit and cry.

Fuck them. We've arrived. The wolf stood on the threshold of the bunny’s hut and shouted at the fox:

Why did you climb into someone else's hut? Get off the stove, fox, otherwise I’ll throw you off and beat you on the shoulders. The fox was not afraid and answered the wolf:

Oh, wolf, beware: my tail is like a rod - as I will give you, so you will die here.

The wolf got scared and ran away. And he left the bunny. The bunny sat down again under the birch tree and cried bitterly.

A bear is walking through the forest

He sees a bunny sitting under a birch tree and crying.

Why are you crying, bunny? - asks the bear.

How can I, a bunny, not cry? The fox and I lived close to each other. We built ourselves huts: I built them from loose sand, and she built them from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, but mine remains as it was. A fox came, kicked me out of my hut and stayed there to live. So I sit and cry.

Don't cry, bunny. Let's go, I'll help you, I'll drive the fox out of your hut.

Fuck them. We've arrived. The bear stood on the threshold of the bunny’s hut and shouted at the fox:

Why did you take the hut away from the bunny? Get off the stove, fox, otherwise I’ll throw you off and beat you on the shoulders.

The fox was not afraid, she answered the bear:

Oh, bear, beware: my tail is like a rod - as I give you, so will you die here.

The bear got scared and ran away and left the bunny alone. Again the bunny left his yard, sat down under a birch tree and cried bitterly.

A rooster is walking through the forest

I saw a bunny, came up and asked:

Why are you crying, bunny?

How can I, a bunny, not cry? The fox and I lived close to each other. We built ourselves huts: I built them from loose sand, and she built them from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, but mine remains as it was. A fox came, kicked me out of my hut and stayed there to live. Here I sit and cry.

Don't cry, bunny, I will drive the fox out of your hut.

Oh, petenka,” the bunny cries, “where can you kick her out?” The wolf chased but did not drive out. The bear chased, but did not drive out.

But I'll kick you out. Let's go, says the rooster. Went. A rooster entered the hut, stood on the threshold, crowed, and then crowed:

I am a crow-rooster
I am a singer-babbler,
On short legs
On high heels.
I carry a scythe on my shoulder,
I'll blow the fox's head off.

And the fox lies and says:

Oh, rooster, beware: my tail is like a rod - as I will give you, so you will die here.

The cockerel jumped from the threshold into the hut and shouted again:

I am a crow-rooster
I am a singer-babbler,
On short legs
On high heels.
I carry a scythe on my shoulder,
I'll blow the fox's head off.

And - jump onto the stove to the fox. Pecked the fox in the back. How the fox jumped up and ran out of the bunny’s hut, and the bunny slammed the doors behind her.

And he stayed to live in his hut with the cockerel.

Russian folk tale

AND or there was a fox and a hare. The fox has an ice hut, and the hare has a bast hut. Here the fox teases the hare:
- My hut is light, and yours is dark! I have a light one, and you have a dark one!
Summer has come, the fox's hut has melted. The fox asks the hare:
- Let me in, little darling, even into your yard!
- No, fox, I won’t let you in: why were you teasing?
The fox began to beg even more. The hare let her into his yard.
The next day the fox asks again:
- Let me, little bunny, onto the porch.

The fox begged and begged, the hare agreed and let the fox onto the porch.
On the third day the fox asks again:
- Let me, little bunny, into the hut.
- No, I won’t let you in: why did you tease me?
She begged and begged, and the hare let her into the hut.
The fox is sitting on the bench, and the bunny is sitting on the stove.
On the fourth day the fox asks again:
- Bunny, bunny, let me come to your stove!
- No, I won’t let you in: why did you tease me?
The fox begged and begged, and she begged for it - the hare let her go onto the stove.
A day passed, then another - the fox began to chase the hare out of the hut:
- Get out, scythe! I don't want to live with you!
So she kicked me out.
The hare sits and cries, grieves, wiping away his tears with his paws. Dogs running past:
- Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, little bunny?

“Don’t cry, bunny,” the dogs say. - We'll kick her out.
- No, don't kick me out!
- No, we'll kick you out!
Let's go to the hut.
- Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Get out, fox!
And she told them from the stove:

The dogs got scared and ran away.
The bunny sits again and cries. A wolf walks by:
- What are you crying about, little bunny?
- How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. Spring has come. The fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but he kicked me out.
“Don’t cry, bunny,” says the wolf, “I’ll kick her out.”
- No, you won’t kick me out! They chased the dogs - they didn’t drive them out, and you won’t drive them out.
- No, I'll kick you out!
The wolf went to the hut and howled in a terrible voice:
- Uyyy... Uyyy... Get out, fox!
And she from the stove:
- As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!
The wolf got scared and ran away.
Here the little bunny sits and cries again. Goes old bear:
-What are you crying about, little bunny?
- How can I, little bear, not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. Spring has come. The fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but he kicked me out.
“Don’t cry, bunny,” says the bear, “I’ll kick her out.”
- No, you won’t kick me out! The dogs chased, they chased, but they didn’t drive out, gray wolf drove, drove - did not drive out. And you won't get kicked out.
- No, I'll kick you out!
The bear went to the hut and growled:
- Rrrrr... rrr... Get out, fox!
And she from the stove:
- As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!
The bear got scared and left.
The hare sits again and cries. A rooster is walking, carrying a braid.
- Ku-ka-re-ku! Bunny, what are you crying about?
- How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. Spring has come. The fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but he kicked me out.
- Don’t worry, little bunny, I’ll drive the fox out for you.
- No, you won’t kick me out! The dogs chased - they didn’t drive out, the gray wolf chased, chased - did not drive out, the old bear chased, chased - did not drive out. And you won’t even be kicked out.
The rooster went to the hut:

The fox heard it, got scared and said:
- I'm getting dressed...
Rooster again:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I’m walking on my feet, in red boots, carrying a scythe on my shoulders: I want to whip the fox, the fox has left the stove!
And the fox says:
- I’m putting on a fur coat...
Rooster for the third time:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I’m walking on my feet, in red boots, carrying a scythe on my shoulders: I want to whip the fox, the fox has left the stove!
The fox got scared, jumped off the stove and ran. And the bunny and the rooster began to live and get along.

On this page you can read a fairy tale about the Fox and the Bunny. The example of animal behavior shows very clearly how it is not nice to brag, respect friendship and just be good. This fairy tale is recommended to be read to children from 3 years old. At this age, the child will be able to distinguish what is good and what is bad.

Enjoy your reading.

Fox and Hare.

Russian folk tale for children.

Illustrations: W. Tauber

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. And the fox had an ice hut, and the hare had a bast hut.

Spring has come and the fox’s hut has melted, but the hare’s hut remains as before.

Then the fox came to the hare and asked him to spend the night, he let her in, and she took him and kicked him out of her own hut. A hare walks through the forest and cries bitterly. Dogs run towards him:

Woof, woof, woof! Why are you crying, bunny?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. In the spring her hut melted. The fox came to me and asked to spend the night, and she kicked me out.

Don't cry, oblique! We will help your grief. Now let's go and drive away the fox!

They went to hare hut. Dogs bark like this:

Woof, woof, woof! Get out, fox, get out!

And the fox answers them from the stove:

The dogs got scared and ran away.

The hare walks through the forest again and cries. A wolf meets him:

Why are you crying, hare?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night, but she kicked me out.

Don't worry, I'll help you.

No, wolf, you can't help. They chased the dogs, but they didn’t drive them away, and you can’t drive them away.

No, I'll drive you away! Went!

They approached the hut. How the wolf howls:

Oooh, get out, fox, get out!

And the fox answers them from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!

The wolf got scared and ran back into the forest.

The hare comes again and cries bitterly. A bear meets him:

What are you crying about, hare?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night, but she kicked me out.

Don't cry, oblique, I will help you.

You can’t, Mikhailo Potapych. They chased the dogs - they didn’t drive them out, the wolf chased them - they didn’t drive them out, and you won’t drive them out.

We'll see about that later! Come on, let's go!

They approach the hut. The bear will scream:

Go away, fox, get out of the house!

And the fox from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets!

The bear got scared and ran away.

The hare is walking along the road again, crying more than ever. A rooster with a scythe comes towards him:

Ku-ka-re-ku! What are you shedding tears about, hare?

How can I not shed tears? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. Spring came, her hut melted and she came to me asking to spend the night, I let her in, and she kicked me out.

Don't bother, oblique, I'll help you.

No, rooster, you can't help. The dogs chased you but didn’t drive you away, the wolf chased you but didn’t drive you away, the bear chased you but didn’t drive you away, and you won’t succeed.

And then I’ll kick you out!

They approach the hut. The rooster stomped his paws, flapped his wings and screamed:

Ku-ka-riku! I'm going to the fox

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip a fox

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox, get out!

The fox heard it, got scared and answered:

Now I'm putting on my shoes...

The rooster crows again:

Ku-ka-re-ku! I'm going to the fox

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip a fox

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox, get out!

Lisa answers again:

Getting dressed...

The rooster crowed for the third time:

Ku-ka-re-ku! I'm going to the fox

I carry the scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip a fox

Get off the stove, fox,

Get out, fox, get out!

Read the tale of Zayushkin's hut:

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an ice hut, and the hare had a bast hut. Spring has come - it’s red, the fox’s hut has melted, but the hare’s hut remains as before.

So the fox asked him to spend the night, and kicked him out of the hut! A dear bunny walks and cries. A dog meets him:

Bang-bang-bang! What, bunny, are you crying?

Woof! Don't cry, bunny! I will help your grief! They approached the hut, the dog began to bark:

Tyaf - tyaf - tyaf! Get out, fox! And the fox from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets! The dog got scared and ran away.

The bunny walks along the road again, crying. To meet him - Bear:

What are you crying about, bunny? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut, she asked me to spend the night, but she kicked me out! - Don’t cry! I will help your grief!

No, you won't help! The dog chased him, but he didn’t kick him out and you can’t kick him out! “No, I’ll kick you out!” They approached the hut, and the bear screamed:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets! The bear got scared and ran away. The bunny comes again, a bull meets him:

Mooooooo! What, bunny, are you crying?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night with me, but she kicked me out!

Mooo! Let's go, I'll help your grief!

No, bull, you can't help! The dog chased - he didn’t drive him out, the bear chased - he didn’t drive him out, and you can’t drive him out!

No, I'll kick you out! They approached the hut, the bull roared:

Get out, fox! And the fox from the stove:

As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out, the scraps will go down the back streets! The bull got scared and ran away.

The bunny walks along the road again, crying more than ever. A rooster with a scythe meets him:

Ku-ka-re-ku! What are you crying about, bunny?

How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to spend the night with me, but she kicked me out!

Let's go, I'll help your grief!

No, rooster, you can't help! The dog chased but didn’t drive him out, the bear chased him but didn’t kick him out, the bull chased him but didn’t kick him out, and you can’t drive him out!

No, I'll kick you out! They approached the hut, the rooster stomped its paws and beat its wings:

Ku-ka-re-ku-u!

I walk on my heels, I carry my scythe on my shoulders,

I want to whip the fox, get off the stove, fox!

Russian folk tale « Fox and Hare"as retold by Vladimir Dahl.

Once upon a time there lived a gray Bunny in a field, and there lived a little sister Fox.
That’s how the frosts started, the Bunny began to shed, and when the cold winter came, with a blizzard and snowdrifts, the Bunny completely turned white from the cold, and he decided to build himself a hut: he trained the little ones and let’s fence the hut. This Liska saw it and said:
- What are you doing, little one?
- You see, I’m building a hut because of the cold.
“Look, what a smart guy,” thought the Fox, “let me build a hut too - only not a popular house, but chambers, a crystal palace!” So she began to carry ice and build the hut. Both huts ripened at once, and our animals began to live in their own homes.

Liska looks through the icy window and chuckles at the Bunny: “Look, blackfoot, what a shack you’ve built! It’s my business: it’s both pure and bright - like a crystal palace!”

Everything was fine for the fox in winter, but when spring came and winter began to drive away the snow and warm the earth, then Liskin’s palace melted and ran downhill with water. How can Liska survive without a home? So she lay in wait when Bunny came out of his hut for a walk, to pluck snow grass and bunny cabbage, sneaked into Bunny’s hut and climbed onto the floor.

The Bunny came, poked his head into the door - it was locked. He waited a little and began knocking again.
-Who's there? - Lisa shouted in a thick voice.
- It’s me, master, gray Bunny, let me in, Foxy.
“Get out, I won’t let you in,” answered the Fox.
Bunny waited and said:
- Stop joking, Foxy, let me go, I really want to sleep.
And Lisa responded:
- Wait, scythe, that’s how I’ll jump out, I’ll jump out, I’ll go and shake you, only shreds will fly in the wind!

The Bunny cried and went wherever his eyes led him. He met a gray wolf.
- Great, Bunny, what are you crying about, what are you grieving about?
- How can I not grieve, not grieve: I had a bast hut, Lisa’s had an ice hut. The fox's hut melted, went away like water, she captured mine, and she won't let me, the owner, in!
“But wait,” said the Wolf, “we will kick her out!”
- It’s unlikely, Volchenka, we’ll kick her out, she’s firmly entrenched!
- I’m not me if I don’t kick Lisa out! - the Wolf growled.
So the Bunny was happy and went with the Wolf to chase the Fox. We've arrived.
- Hey, Lisa Patrikeevna, get out of someone else’s hut! - shouted the Wolf.
And the fox from the hut answered him:
“Wait, just as soon as I get off the stove, I’ll jump out, I’ll jump out, and I’ll go and beat you up, and the pieces will just fly in the wind!”
- Oh-oh, so angry! - the Wolf grumbled, tucked his tail and ran into the forest, and the Bunny remained crying in the field.

The Bull is coming.
- Hello, Bunny, what are you grieving about, what are you crying about?
- How can I not grieve, how can I not grieve: I had a bast hut, Lisa’s had an ice hut. The fox's hut has melted, she has captured mine, and now she won't let me, the owner, home!
“But wait,” said the Bull, “we’ll kick her out.”
- No, Little Bull, it’s unlikely to drive her out, she’s firmly entrenched, the Wolf has already driven her out - he hasn’t kicked her out, and you, Bull, can’t kick her out!
“I’m not me if I don’t kick you out,” the Bull mooed.
The Bunny was happy and went with the Bull to save the Fox. We've arrived.
- Hey, Lisa Patrikeevna, get out of someone else's hut! - the Bull mumbled.
And Lisa answered him:
“Wait, when I get off the stove, I’m going to go whip you, Bull, until shreds fly in the wind!”
- Oh-oh, so angry! - the Bull mooed, threw his head back and let’s run away.

The bunny sat down next to a hummock and cried.
Here comes Mishka-Bear and says:
- Hello, oblique, what are you grieving about, what are you crying about?
- But how can I not grieve, how can I not grieve: I had a bast hut, and the Fox had an ice hut. The fox's hut has melted, she has captured mine, and she won't let me, the owner, home!
“But wait,” said the Bear, “we’ll kick her out!”
- No, Mikhailo Potapych, it’s unlikely to kick her out, she’s firmly entrenched. The wolf chased but did not drive out. The bull drove - he didn’t drive him out, and you can’t drive him out!
“I’m not me,” the Bear roared, “if I don’t survive the Fox!”
So the Bunny was happy and went, bouncing, with the Bear to chase the Fox home. We've arrived.
“Hey, Lisa Patrikeevna,” the Bear roared, “get out of someone else’s hut!”
And Lisa answered him:
“Wait, Mikhailo Potapych, just as soon as I get off the stove, I’ll jump out, I’ll jump, I’ll go and scold you, you clumsy one, until the shreds fly in the wind!”
- Oooh, how fierce! - the Bear roared, and began to run away.

What about the Hare? He began to beg the Fox, but the Fox didn’t even listen. So the Bunny began to cry and went wherever he looked and met the Kochet, the Red Rooster, with a saber on his shoulder.
- Hello, Bunny, how are you doing, what are you grieving about, what are you crying about?
- How can I not grieve, how can I not grieve, if I’m driven away from my native ashes? I had a bast hut, and Lisitsa had an ice hut. The fox's hut has melted, she has taken over mine, and she won't let me, the owner, home!
“But wait,” said the Rooster, “we’ll kick her out!”
- It’s unlikely that you should be kicked out, Petenka, she’s stuck very tightly! The Wolf chased her but didn’t kick her out, the Bull chased her but didn’t kick her out, the Bear chased her but didn’t kick her out, how can you control it!
“We’ll try,” said the Cockerel and went with the Hare to drive out the fox. How they came to the hut. The rooster crowed:

He walks on his heels,
Carrying a saber on his shoulders
He wants to kill Liska,
Sew yourself a hat, -
Come out, Lisa, have pity on yourself!

When Lisa heard Petukhova’s threat, she got scared and said:
- Wait, Cockerel, golden comb, silk beard!
And the Rooster cries:
- Cuckoo, I’ll chop everything up!
Here the Fox asks in a thin, oily voice:
- Petenka, Cockerel, take pity on the old bones, let me throw on a fur coat!
And the Rooster, standing at the door, shouts to himself:

He walks on his heels,
Carrying a saber on his shoulders
He wants to kill Liska,
Sew yourself a hat, -
Come out, Lisa, have pity on yourself!

There was nothing to do, nowhere to go, the Fox opened the door and jumped out. And the Rooster settled with the Bunny in his hut, and they began to live, to be, and to accumulate goods.