Presentation of the story of the first hunt of the bianca. Children's fairy tales online. Essays by topic

Vitaly Valentinovich Bianki

First hunt

Tired of the Puppy chasing chickens around the yard.

"I'll go," he thinks, "to hunt for wild animals and birds."

He darted into the doorway and ran across the meadow.

Wild beasts, birds and insects saw him, and everyone thinks to himself.

Bittern thinks: "I will deceive him!"

The hoopoe thinks: "I will surprise him!"

Vertishek thinks: "I'll scare him!"

The lizard thinks: "I'll get out of it!"

Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: "We will hide from him!"

"And I'll burn him!" thinks the Bombardier Beetle.

"We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in his own way!" they think to themselves. And the Puppy has already run to the lake and sees: Bittern is standing by the reeds on one leg knee-deep in water.

"Now I'll catch her!" - the Puppy thinks and is quite ready to jump on her back.

Bittern looked at him and stepped into the reeds.

The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds are swinging

back and forth, back and forth. In front of the Puppy's eyes, brown and brown stripes sway back and forth, back and forth.

And Bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted in yellow and brown stripes. It stands, swings back and forth, back and forth.

The puppy bulged his eyes, looked, looked - he did not see Bittern in the bulrush. "Well, he thinks," Bittern deceived me. I shouldn't jump into the empty reeds! I'll go and catch another bird. He ran out to the hillock, looks: Hoopoe is sitting on the ground, playing with a crest, he will unfold it, then he will fold it. "Now I'll jump on him from a hillock!" Puppy thinks.

And the Hoopoe crouched to the ground, spread its wings, opened its tail, raised its beak up.

The Puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley rag lies on the ground and a crooked needle sticks out of it. The puppy was surprised: "Where did the Hoopoe go? Did I really take this motley rag for him? I'll go and catch a little bird as soon as possible." He ran up to the tree and sees: a small bird Vertisheyka is sitting on a branch.

He rushed to her, and Vertisheyka yurk into the hollow. "Aha! - Puppy thinks. Gotcha!" He got up on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly. The Puppy staggered back, raised his fur on end - and fled.

And Vertisheyka hisses after him from the hollow, twists her head, a strip of black feathers snakes down her back like a snake.

"Ugh! How scared! I barely took my legs off. I won't hunt birds anymore. I'd better go and catch the Lizard."

The lizard sat on a stone, closed its eyes, basking in the sun. Quietly, a Puppy crept up to her - jump! - and grabbed by the tail. And the Lizard twisted, left his tail in his teeth, she herself - under a stone! The tail in the puppy's teeth wriggles. Puppy snorted, threw his tail - and after her. Yes, where is it! The lizard has been sitting under a stone for a long time, growing a new tail for itself.

"Oh, - thinks the Puppy, - if the Lizard got out of me, then I'll at least have insects in cash." I looked around, and beetles run on the ground, grasshoppers jump in the grass, caterpillars crawl along the branches, butterflies fly through the air.

Puppy rushed to catch them, and suddenly - it became a circle, as in a mysterious picture, everyone is here, but no one is visible - everyone hid. Green grasshoppers hid in the green grass.

The caterpillars on the branches stretched out and froze - you can’t distinguish them from knots. Butterflies sat on trees, their wings folded - you can’t tell where the bark is, where the leaves are, where the butterflies are. One tiny Bombardier Beetle walks along the ground, does not hide anywhere. The Puppy caught up with him, wanted to grab him, and the Bombardier Beetle stopped, and as soon as it fired at him with a flying, caustic stream, it hit him right in the nose!

The Puppy squealed, tail tucked in, turned - yes across the meadow, yes into the gateway. He huddled in show jumping and was afraid to stick his nose out. And the animals, birds and insects - all again set to work.

Tired of the Puppy chasing chickens around the yard.

"I'll go," he thinks, "to hunt for wild animals and birds."

He darted into the doorway and ran across the meadow.

Wild animals, birds and insects saw him, and everyone thinks to himself.

Bittern thinks: "I will deceive him!"

The hoopoe thinks: "I will surprise him!"

Vertishek thinks: "I'll scare him!"

The lizard thinks: "I'll get out of it!"

Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: "We will hide from him!"

"And I'll drive him away!" thinks the Bombardier Beetle.

"We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in his own way!" they think to themselves.

And the Puppy has already run to the lake and sees: Bittern is standing by the reeds on one leg knee-deep in water.

"Now I'll catch her!" - the Puppy thinks and is quite ready to jump on her back.

Bittern looked at him and quickly stepped into the reeds.

The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds are swinging

back and forth

back and forth.

The Puppy has yellow and brown stripes swaying in front of his eyes.

back and forth

back and forth.

And Bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted in yellow and brown stripes.

Worth, swing

back and forth

back and forth.

The puppy's eyes bulged, looked and looked - you can't see Bittern in the reeds.

“Well,” he thinks, “the bittern deceived me. I shouldn’t jump into the empty reeds!

I'll go and catch another bird."

He ran out to the hillock, looks: Hoopoe is sitting on the ground, playing with a crest, he will unfold it, then he will fold it.

"Now I'll jump on him from a hillock!" - Puppy thinks.

And the Hoopoe crouched to the ground, spread its wings, opened its tail, raised its beak up.

The Puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley patch lies on the ground, and a crooked needle sticks out of it.

The Puppy was surprised: “Where did the Hoopoe go?

Did I take this motley rag for him? I'll go and catch a little bird as soon as possible."

He ran up to the tree and sees: a small bird Vertisheyka is sitting on a branch.

He rushed to her, and Vertisheyka yurk into the hollow.

"Aha! - Puppy thinks. - Gotcha!"

He got up on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly.

The Puppy staggered back, raised his fur on end - and fled.

And Vertisheyka hisses after him from the hollow, twists her head, a strip of black feathers snakes down her back like a snake.

"Ugh! How scared! I barely took my legs off. I won't hunt birds anymore.

I'd better go and catch the Lizard."

The lizard sat on a stone, closed its eyes, basking in the sun.

Quietly a Puppy crept up to her - jump! - and grabbed by the tail.

And the Lizard twisted, left his tail in his teeth, herself under a stone.

The tail in the puppy's teeth wriggles.

Puppy snorted, threw his tail - and after her. Yes, where is it! The lizard has been sitting under a stone for a long time, growing a new tail for itself.

“Well,” the Puppy thinks, “if the Lizard got away from me, I’ll at least catch insects.”

I looked around, and beetles run on the ground, grasshoppers jump in the grass, caterpillars crawl along the branches, butterflies fly in the air.

The Puppy rushed to catch them, and suddenly it became like a circle in a mysterious picture: everyone is here, but no one is visible. Everyone hid.

Green grasshoppers hid in the green grass.

The caterpillars on the branches stretched out and froze: you can’t distinguish them from knots.

Butterflies sat on trees, their wings folded - you can’t tell where the bark is, where the leaves are, where the butterflies are.

One tiny Bombardier Beetle walks along the ground, does not hide anywhere.

The Puppy caught up with him, wanted to grab him, and the Bombardier Beetle stopped and how it fired at him with a flying caustic stream - it hit him right in the nose!

The Puppy squealed, tail tucked in, turned - yes across the meadow, yes into the gateway.

He huddled in a kennel and was afraid to stick his nose out.

And the animals, birds and insects - all again set to work.

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Tired of the Puppy chasing chickens around the yard.

"I'll go," he thinks, "to hunt for wild animals and birds."

He darted into the doorway and ran across the meadow.

Wild beasts, birds and insects saw him, and everyone thinks to himself.

Bittern thinks: "I will deceive him!"

The hoopoe thinks: "I will surprise him!"

Vertishek thinks: "I'll scare him!"

The lizard thinks: "I'll get out of it!"

Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: "We will hide from him!"

"And I'll burn him!" thinks the Bombardier Beetle.

"We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in his own way!" they think to themselves.

And the Puppy has already run to the lake and sees: Bittern is standing by the reeds on one leg knee-deep in water.

"Now I'll catch her!" - the Puppy thinks and is quite ready to jump on her back.

Bittern looked at him and stepped into the reeds.

The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds are swinging

back and forth

back and forth.

The Puppy has brown and brown stripes swaying in front of his eyes.

back and forth,

back and forth

And Bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted in yellow and brown stripes.

Worth, swing

back and forth

back and forth.

The puppy bulged his eyes, looked, looked - he does not see Bittern in the reeds.

"Well," he thinks, "the Bittern deceived me. Don't jump into the empty reeds! I'll go and catch another bird."

He ran out to the hillock, looks: Hoopoe is sitting on the ground, playing with a crest, then he will unfold it, then he will fold it.

"Now I'll jump on him from a hillock!" - Puppy thinks.

And the Hoopoe crouched to the ground, spread its wings, opened its tail, raised its beak up.

The Puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley rag lies on the ground and a crooked needle sticks out of it.

The puppy was surprised: "Where did the Hoopoe go? Did I really take this motley rag for him? I'll go and catch a little bird as soon as possible."

He ran up to the tree and sees: a small bird Vertisheyka is sitting on a branch.

He rushed to her, and Vertisheyka yurk into the hollow.

"Aha! - Puppy thinks. - Gotcha!"

He got up on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly. The Puppy staggered back, raised his fur on end - and fled.

And Vertisheyka hisses after him from the hollow, twists her head, a strip of black feathers snakes down her back like a snake.

"Ugh! How scared! I barely took my legs off. I won't hunt birds anymore. I'd better go and catch the Lizard."

The lizard sat on a stone, closed its eyes, basking in the sun.

Quietly, a Puppy crept up to her - jump! - and grabbed by the tail.

And the Lizard twisted, left his tail in his teeth, she herself - under a stone!

The tail in the puppy's teeth wriggles.

Puppy snorted, threw his tail - and after her. Yes, where is it! The lizard has been sitting under a stone for a long time, growing a new tail for itself.

"Oh, - thinks the Puppy, - if the Lizard got out of me, then I'll at least have insects in cash."

I looked around, and beetles run on the ground, grasshoppers jump in the grass, caterpillars crawl along the branches, butterflies fly through the air.

Puppy rushed to catch them, and suddenly - it became a circle, as in a mysterious picture, everyone is here, but no one is visible - everyone hid.

Green grasshoppers hid in the green grass.

The caterpillars on the branches stretched out and froze - you can’t distinguish them from knots.

Butterflies sat on trees, their wings folded - you can’t tell where the bark is, where the leaves are, where the butterflies are.

One tiny Bombardier Beetle walks along the ground, does not hide anywhere.

The Puppy caught up with him, wanted to grab him, and the Bombardier Beetle stopped, and as soon as it fired at him with a flying, caustic stream, it hit him right in the nose!

The Puppy squealed, tail tucked in, turned - yes across the meadow, yes into the gateway.

He huddled in show jumping and was afraid to stick his nose out.

And the animals, birds and insects - all again set to work.

Tired of the Puppy chasing chickens around the yard.
"I'll go," he thinks, "to hunt for wild animals and birds."
He darted into the doorway and ran across the meadow.
Wild animals, birds and insects saw him, and everyone thinks to himself.
Bittern thinks: "I will deceive him!"
The hoopoe thinks: "I will surprise him!"
Vertishek thinks: "I'll scare him!"
The lizard thinks: "I'll get out of it!"
Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: "We will hide from him!"
"And I'll drive him away!" thinks the Bombardier Beetle.
"We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in his own way!" they think to themselves.
And the Puppy has already run to the lake and sees: Bittern is standing by the reeds on one leg knee-deep in water.

"Now I'll catch her!" - the Puppy thinks and is quite ready to jump on her back.
Bittern looked at him and quickly stepped into the reeds.
The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds are swinging
back and forth
back and forth.
The Puppy has yellow and brown stripes swaying in front of his eyes.
back and forth
back and forth.
And Bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted in yellow and brown stripes.
Worth, swing
back and forth
back and forth.
The puppy's eyes bulged, looked and looked - you can't see Bittern in the reeds.
"Well," he thinks, "the Bittern deceived me. Don't jump into the empty reeds! I'll go and catch another bird."
He ran out to the hillock, looks: Hoopoe is sitting on the ground, playing with a crest, he will unfold it, then he will fold it.
"Now I'll jump on him from a hillock!" - Puppy thinks.
And the Hoopoe crouched to the ground, spread its wings, opened its tail, raised its beak up.
The Puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley patch lies on the ground, and a crooked needle sticks out of it.
The Puppy was surprised: “Where did the Hoopoe go?

Did I take this motley rag for him? I'll go and catch a little bird as soon as possible."
He ran up to the tree and sees: a small bird Vertisheyka is sitting on a branch.
He rushed to her, and Vertisheyka yurk into the hollow.
"Aha! - Puppy thinks. - Gotcha!"
He got up on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly.
The Puppy staggered back, raised his fur on end - and fled.
And Vertisheyka hisses after him from the hollow, twists her head, a strip of black feathers snakes down her back like a snake.
"Ugh! I scared you! I barely took my legs off. I won't hunt birds anymore. I'd better go and catch the Lizard."

Tired of the Puppy chasing chickens around the yard.

"I'll go," he thinks, "to hunt for wild animals and birds."

He darted into the doorway and ran across the meadow.

Wild animals, birds and insects saw him, and everyone thinks to himself.

Bittern thinks: "I will deceive him!"

The hoopoe thinks: "I will surprise him!"

Vertishek thinks: "I'll scare him!"

The lizard thinks: "I'll get out of it!"

Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: "We will hide from him!"

"And I'll drive him away!" thinks the Bombardier Beetle.

"We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in his own way!" they think to themselves.

And the Puppy has already run to the lake and sees: Bittern is standing by the reeds on one leg knee-deep in water.

"Now I'll catch her!" - the Puppy thinks and is quite ready to jump on her back.

Bittern looked at him and quickly stepped into the reeds.

The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds are swinging

back and forth

back and forth.

The Puppy has yellow and brown stripes swaying in front of his eyes.

back and forth

back and forth.

And Bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted in yellow and brown stripes.

Worth, swing

back and forth

back and forth.

The puppy's eyes bulged, looked and looked - you can't see Bittern in the reeds.

"Well," he thinks, "the Bittern deceived me. Don't jump into the empty reeds! I'll go and catch another bird."

He ran out to the hillock, looks: Hoopoe is sitting on the ground, playing with a crest, he will unfold it, then he will fold it.

"Now I'll jump on him from a hillock!" - Puppy thinks.

And the Hoopoe crouched to the ground, spread its wings, opened its tail, raised its beak up.

The Puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley rag lies on the ground, and a crooked needle sticks out of it.

The Puppy was surprised: “Where did the Hoopoe go?

Did I take this motley rag for him? I'll go and catch a little bird as soon as possible."

He ran up to the tree and sees: a small bird Vertisheyka is sitting on a branch.

He rushed to her, and Vertisheyka yurk into the hollow.

"Aha! - Puppy thinks. - Gotcha!"

He got up on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly.

The Puppy recoiled, raised his fur on end - and ran away.

And Vertisheyka hisses after him from the hollow, twists her head, a strip of black feathers wriggles down her back like a snake.

"Ugh! I scared you! I barely took my legs off. I won't hunt birds anymore. I'd better go and catch the Lizard."

The lizard sat on a stone, closed its eyes, basking in the sun.

Quietly a Puppy crept up to her - jump! - and grabbed by the tail.

And the Lizard twisted, left his tail in his teeth, herself under a stone.

The tail in the puppy's teeth wriggles.

Puppy snorted, threw his tail - and after her. Yes, where is it! The lizard has been sitting under a stone for a long time, growing a new tail for itself.

“Well,” the Puppy thinks, “if the Lizard got away from me, I’ll at least catch insects.”

I looked around, and beetles run on the ground, grasshoppers jump in the grass, caterpillars crawl along the branches, butterflies fly in the air.

The Puppy rushed to catch them, and suddenly it became like a circle in a mysterious picture: everyone is here, but no one is visible. Everyone hid.

Green grasshoppers hid in the green grass.

The caterpillars on the branches stretched out and froze: you can’t distinguish them from knots.

Butterflies sat on trees, their wings folded - you can’t tell where the bark is, where the leaves are, where the butterflies are.

One tiny Bombardier Beetle walks along the ground, does not hide anywhere.

The Puppy caught up with him, wanted to grab him, and the Bombardier Beetle stopped and how it fired at him with a flying caustic stream - it hit him right in the nose!

The Puppy squealed, tail tucked in, turned - yes across the meadow, yes into the gateway.

He huddled in a kennel and was afraid to stick his nose out.

And the animals, birds and insects - all again set to work.

 

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