The beautiful Grimm fairy tale stories, with imagination as the wings, based on the reality of life, flaunting the banner of truth, goodness and beauty, affecting children from generation to generation, so that the flowers of the soul in the classic fairy tale stories of the blowing swaying and dancing, the following for you to carefully organize some on the short Grimm fairy tale stories, welcome to check.
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Short Grimm Fairy Tales 1
In ancient times, there was a place where the nights were always dark, and the sky was like a black cloth. Because here the moon never rises and the stars do not twinkle. In fact, when God created the world, the nights were still bright. Once, four young men left this land and traveled to another land. There, when the sun disappeared behind the mountains in the evening, there was always a ball of light hanging from the tops of the trees, shedding a soft glow, which was not as radiant and bright as the sun, but everything was still clearly visible. The travelers stopped to ask a village man who was driving past what that light was. "It is the moon," he answered; "our mayor sold it for three dollars, and tied it to the top of an oak tree. He has to go and oil it every day to keep it clean so that it will stay bright. That way he collects a dollar a week from us." The village man pushed his cart away. One of them said, "We could use this light too, we have an oak tree as big as this one back home, we could hang him from it. What a pleasure it will be not to have to grope in the dark at night!" The second said, "I'll tell you what to do. We'll get a wagon and take the moon away. The people here will buy another one." The third said, "I'm good at climbing trees; I'll take it down." The fourth bought a wagon. The third man climbed a tree, drilled a hole in the moon, put on a rope, and lowered the moon. The shining orb was then placed on the wagon, and they covered it with a piece of cloth so that no one would find out that they had stolen it. They carried the moon without difficulty to their own country, and hung it on a tall oak tree. Immediately this new lamp shone brightly throughout the land, and all the rooms were filled with light, and young and old smiled with joy. Shorty came out of the cave of stone, and the children danced in circles on the grass in their little red coats.
The four men were responsible for oiling and purifying the moon, and collected a dollar a week. But they grew old, and when one of them became ill and saw that he would not soon die, he asked for a quarter of the moon to be buried in his grave as his property. When he died, the mayor climbed the great tree, and with hedge clippers cut off a quarter of the light and put it in his coffin. The moon's light waned, but it still glowed. When the second man died, another quarter was buried with him, and the moonlight diminished again. When the third man died, he also took his share, and the moon dimmed even more. When the fourth went into the grave, the original darkness returned. But the parts of the moon, which had been put back together again in the underworld, caused the dead who had been in darkness to have no peace, and one by one they woke up again. They were able to open their eyes to the world again, and felt very much astonished. The pale moonlight had been to them, for their eyes had become so weakened that they could not stand the glare of the sun. They got up excitedly and began again their old way of life: some went to the theater and danced, some went to the inn and asked for wine, and when they were drunk they quarreled and finally fought. The noise grew louder and louder, and finally reached heaven.
St. Peter, who guarded the gates of heaven, thought that the lower world was revolting, so he summoned the heavenly soldiers and generals and told them to go and defeat the demons, if they came to violate heaven. But no demons came, so he mounted his horse and rode through the gates of heaven and down to the mortal world. In the mortal world, he told the dead to be quiet, told them to go back to their graves, took the moon from them, and hung it up in the sky.
Short Grimm's Fairy Tale 2
Two or three hundred years ago, when people were far from being as clever and cunning as they are today, a curious thing happened in a small town. An owl, called "Shuhu", had the misfortune to stray into the barn of a family in the woods in the dark of night. At daybreak, it dared not venture out for fear that other birds might see it and make a terrible noise. In the morning one of the servants of the family came to the barn to fetch hay, and seeing the owl sitting in the corner, he was so startled that he ran away, and reported to his master that he had seen a monster which he had never seen before in his life sitting in the barn, with his eyes slinking about, and which could with no difficulty have swallowed a living man. "I know men like you," said the master, "who would dare to chase a mountain bird all over the field, but not go near a dead chicken lying on the ground. I would like to see for myself what a monster it is." With these words the master ventured into the barn and looked around. When he caught a glimpse of the strange and horrible animal, he was no less frightened than the servant, and with a whoosh he jumped out of the barn and ran to his neighbors' houses, begging them to help him deal with this dangerous beast which he did not know, and saying that the whole town would be in danger if it should rush out. The streets and alleys were abuzz with people armed with scythes, axes, pitchforks, and spears, as if a great enemy were approaching. At last even the council, headed by the mayor, turned out. After assembling in full force in the square, they marched in great numbers to the barn, and surrounded it. At that moment one of the bravest of them stepped forward and carelessly went in with his spear. Then a scream was heard, and he ran out lifelessly, becoming bloodless and incoherent. The other two ventured in again, but were no better. At last one man stepped forward, and he was a prim and strong man. "Just looking at it won't drive the monster away, we must be firm and decisive, but I see you have all become pussies, none of you dare face the beast." He ordered his men to bring armor, swords, and spears, and was fully clothed. Everyone praised him for his bravery, though many feared for his life as well. The two doors of the barn opened wide, and he saw the owl that was crouching in the middle of one of the beams. The warrior ordered a ladder to be brought, and as he set up the ladder and prepared to climb up, the people shouted at him to be braver and introduced him to St. George, the man who had slain the augur. He reached the top, and the owl, seeing that he was going to fight it, and with this crowd and clamor, and not knowing how to escape, could not help his eyes rolling, his feathers standing on end, and his wings flapping, and opened his mouth, and cried out in a rough voice, "Doo-ee! Doo woo!" "Poke ah! Poke!" The crowd outside shouted at the warrior. "Anyone in my position wouldn't call 'poke yah!' '" he replied. Though he climbed another rung higher, his legs shook uncontrollably, and he almost fainted with fear, and at last lost the battle.
Now no one dared to take the risk. The people said, "All that monster has to do is to open his mouth and make sounds and exhale, and even the bravest of us are poisoned, and it almost kills them; can it be that the rest of us have to risk our own lives?" In order to save the city from destruction, they began to discuss what to do. Discussing and discussing, they could not come up with one, and finally the mayor found a stop-gap solution. He said, "My opinion is that we should pay out of our pockets to the owner of the warehouse and everything in it, and then set fire to the whole warehouse, together with this terrible beast, so that no one's life will be in danger any more. There is no longer too much time to think about it, and we must not stint." Everyone agreed on this solution, so they lit fires at the four corners, and the owl, together with the barn, was reduced to ashes in the fire. If anyone does not believe this, let him ask for himself!
Short Grimm's Fairy Tale 3
Once upon a time there was a girl who was very lazy, and would not spin anyhow.
At last, one day, her mother could not bear it any longer, so she beat her, and she burst into tears. It so happened that the queen, passing by in her chariot, heard the cries, ordered the chariot to stop, and went into the house to ask the mother why she had beaten her daughter. The mother could not tell her daughter how lazy she was, so she answered, "I told her to stop spinning, but she wouldn't listen, and kept spinning on the spinning wheel.
I am poor, how can I afford so much flax ah."
The queen heard this and said, "I love spinning the most. Let your daughter come with me to the palace; I have plenty of flax, and she can spin as much as she wishes."
When the mother heard this, she was glad to hear it, and promised, and the queen went away with the girl.
When they reached the palace, the queen led the girl upstairs and showed her the three storehouses, which were full of flax. "Here, spin this flax for me," said the queen, "and when you have finished, marry my eldest son."
The girl heard a pang of horror in her heart - even if she spun from morning till night every day, till she was three hundred years old, she would never finish spinning so much flax. When the girl was left alone, she burst into tears. She sat weeping and crying, and three days passed before she could do any spinning. On the third day, not knowing what to do, the girl went to the window in a state of anxiety. Just then she saw three women approaching: the first had a wide, flat foot; the second had a long, drooping lower lip to her chin; and the third had a very wide thumb. These three women came to a standstill under the window, and asked the girl why she was worried, and she told them of her distress. "We will help you to finish spinning these flaxes, if you do not think us ashamed," they said to the girl, "and invite us to your wedding, and say that we are your cousins, and let us drink the wedding wine at the same table with you."
"I would be most happy to." The girl replied.
With that, the girl let the three strange-looking women into the house. As soon as they came in and sat down, they began to spin. Whenever the king came, the girl, fearing that the queen would find out, hid the three spinning women, and showed the queen the yarn that had been spun. When the queen saw it, she praised her.
When all the flax in the storehouse had been spun, the three spinners said goodbye to the girl, and before they left, they said to her, "Don't forget the promise you made to us, for your own happiness is at stake."
The girl led the queen to see the three empty storehouses and the yarn piled up like a hill, and the queen then arranged the wedding.
"I have three cousins," said the girl, "who have treated me very well. How could I not wish to be indifferent to them when I am as happy as I am myself. Allow me to invite them to the wedding, and to have them sit with us at the wedding feast."
The queen and the prince readily agreed. On the day of the wedding, the three spinsters did come. They were dressed in a strange way, and it was very funny. The bride immediately greeted them and said:
"Welcome, dear cousins."
"Why are some of your cousins so ugly?" The prince asked. He then turned and walked over to the big-footed woman and asked, "How did you get one of your feet so big?"
"From stepping on the spinning wheel." She replied.
The groom went to the second woman and asked, "How come your lips are drooping?"
"From licking the twine." she replied. She replied.
Then he asked the third woman, "How come your thumbs are so wide?"
"From twisting the twine." she replied. She replied.
The prince was horrified at the answers of the three, and said, "My beautiful bride will never touch the spinning wheel again."
And so it was that the girl never had to do the nasty job of spinning again.
A Short Grimm Fairy Tale 4
According to the legend, there was once a family whose parents had eight children, seven of whom were sons, and the youngest was a daughter. When the daughter was born, although she was very beautiful and lovely, she was so frail and thin that they thought she might not survive, and decided to baptize her at once.
The father sent one of the sons to fetch some water from the well, and the other six followed in a swarm, each one striving to be the first to draw water, and in the midst of the struggle they dropped the great pitcher of water into the well. This time, they can be dumbfounded, you look at me, I look at you, stood dumbfounded at the edge of the well do not know what to do, do not dare to go back to the house. At this time, my father was anxiously waiting for them to bring the water, see them go a long time has not come back, said: "They must be playing to forget this." When he waited and waited and still did not see them come back, he was so angry that he cursed them and said that they should all turn into crows. As soon as the words were out of his mouth he heard a croaking sound coming from above him, and he looked up to find seven coal-like black crows circling above him. Seeing his angry words become reality, he regretted and didn't know what to do. He lost his seven sons and was very sad, but fortunately his youngest daughter grew stronger every day after her baptism and became more and more beautiful, which was a little comfort to him as a father.
The daughter grew up slowly, and she never knew that she had had seven brothers, and her father and mother were very careful never to mention it in front of her. At last one day she chanced to hear people talking about her, and they said, "She was very beautiful indeed, but unfortunately her seven brothers suffered misfortunes on her account." When she heard this she was very sad, and went to her parents and asked them if she had any brothers, and what had become of them. It was not good for her parents to keep the truth of the matter from her any longer. In order to comfort her, they said that it was all God's will, that her birth and coming were all ordained by God, and that she was sinless. But the little girl still could not eat or sleep well, and was hurt every day, and she secretly resolved that she must find a way to get her seven brothers back. One day, she sneaked out of the house, to the outside world, looking around for their brother. She thought: no matter what place they have arrived, she spared her own life, but also to let them restore their original face, to obtain the freedom of being a human being!
When she went out, she took only a small ring that her father and mother had given her before, plus a piece of long bread to fill her hunger and a pot of water to quench her thirst, and a small stool to rest on when she was tired. She walked and searched and searched and searched and searched until she found her way to the sun in the distant sky. But the sun was too hot and too fierce, so she ran away and came back to the moon. But the moon was again too cold and frigid, and said, "I smell human flesh and blood!" She hurried away and ran to the stars again. The stars were friendly and kind to her, and each star sat on their own little stool. When the star of enlightenment stood up and flew upward, he gave the little girl a little piece of wood and said, "If you don't have this little piece of wood, you can't open the door to that castle on the glassy hill. It is in that castle that your brother lives." The little sister took the piece of wood, wrapped it in a cloth, said goodbye to the stars, and set out to find her brother again.
After a grueling journey, she finally found the Glass Mountain. Came to the gates of the city, the door is locked, she took out the cloth package unlocked, found that the inside of the small pieces of wood is missing, I do not know when they will be kind to the star to send the gift lost. What to do? She had to save her brother, but she didn't have the key to the Glass Mountain Castle. This firm and faithful little sister clenched her teeth and took out a knife from her pocket and cut off her little finger, which was exactly the same size as the lost block of wood, and she inserted her finger into the lock hole on the door, and the door was opened.
She walked into the castle and was met by a dwarf who asked, "What are you looking for?" The little sister replied, "I have come to look for the seven ravens; they are my brothers." The dwarf said, "My master is not at home, so if you must wait for them to return, come in." By this time the dwarf was preparing supper for the ravens, and he set seven plates on the table, and put food on them, and brought seven cups of water and put them beside the plates. The little sister ate a little piece from each plate, and took a little sip of the water from each of the little cups, and put the little ring she had brought with her into the last cup.
Suddenly she heard the sound of wings flapping and croaking in the air, and the dwarf said at once, "My masters have returned." She hastened to hide behind the door to hear what they would say. As soon as the seven crows came in, they eagerly sought their plates and cups to get something to eat and drink, and one after another they cried, "Who ate from my plate? Who has drunk a little of the water from my cup?
Quack quack quack! Quack quack quack!
I know ah,
It must be a human mouth."
The seventh raven, when he had finished his drink, found a ring in the cup, and, looking closely at it, he recognized it as that of their parents, and said, "Ay! Our little sister is here! And we shall be saved." When the little sister heard this, she ran out at once. As soon as she showed herself, all seven ravens immediately resumed their human forms. They hugged each other tightly, kissed each other, and went back to their moms and dads happily together.
Short Grimm's Fairy Tale 5
Once upon a time there were twelve little fellows who did nothing by day, and refused to make any effort by night, but just lay down on the grass, each boasting of his own laziness. The first one said, "How can your laziness be compared with mine, I have my lazy method. I take care of my body first of all. I eat quite a lot and drink even more. I take a meal every day and stop a little while. When I'm hungry again, I eat even better. Getting up early is not my thing, but as soon as it's noon, I've long since found my lunch break. When the proprietor calls me I just pretend I don't hear him, and when he calls again, I have to wait a moment before I get up, and then walk slowly over to him. This kind of day is quite manageable."
The second said, "I have to look after a horse, but I keep putting chews in its mouth and don't put food in at all if I'm not happy. If the proprietor asks, I say I have fed it. I myself lie down in my oats and sleep for four hours. When I wake up, I stretch out my legs and stomp on the horse a few times, which is considered to be brushing the horse. One thing more is better than one thing less, and I'm still tired of doing this work!"
The third said, "Why do you take the work to suffer yourself? There is no benefit at all. I simply lie down in the sun and sleep, and when it starts to drizzle, I don't bother to get up. In God's name you rain as much as you like! At last it crackled so hard that the rain went so far as to pull out my hair and float them away, and I got a big gash on my head, on which I put a poultice, and it was healed. I have had several such wounds already."
The fourth said, "When I'm asked to work, I wander around for an hour to get my energy up. Then ask, slowly and methodically, if there is any more help. If someone else helps, let him do the main work and I just watch. But it's still too much work."
The fifth said, "What of that! Please think about it, asking me to get the manure out of the stable and load it onto the wagon. I take my time, and if there's anything on the rake, I hold it halfway up and rest for a quarter of an hour before I put it on the wagon. Even if I load one wagon a day, that's more than enough, and I don't want to work myself to death!"
The sixth said, "Shame on you! I'm not afraid to work. I've been asleep for three weeks and I haven't taken my clothes off. What shoes to tie? What does it matter if the shoes come off at the foot? When I go up the stairs I follow one step with one lift of the leg, and count the rest of the steps slowly, so as to teach myself to know where to sit down."
The seventh said, "What's the big deal about that? My proprietor watches me work, only he's always away. I would not be as fast as a worm, and it would take four strong men to push me forward. I go to a bed and sleep, and when I fall down, they can't wake me up any more. All he had to do to get me back was to carry me."
The eighth said, "I see that I am the only lively man. If there is a stone in front of me, I never bother to lift my leg to cross it; I simply lie down on the ground. If my clothes are wet or muddy, I always lie down until the sun dries them. In between I turn over at most to let the sun shine."
The ninth said, "That's a pretty good solution! I had a loaf of bread in front of me today, but I was too lazy to get it and almost didn't starve. There was a jar beside me, but it was so big and heavy that I did not want to lift it, and preferred to suffer the pangs of hunger and thirst, and even to turn over I was too tired to lie like a stick all day long."
The ninth said, "That's quite a good idea!
The tenth said, "Laziness has hurt me; I have broken a leg, and the other calf is still swollen. I was lying alone on the main road, and I stretched my leg out as straight as I could. A carriage came by and pressed over my legs, and I could have retracted them, but I did not hear the carriage coming; some mosquitoes were buzzing in my ears, and burrowing through my nostrils, and crawling out of my mouth, and who would take the trouble to drive them away!"
The eleventh said, "Yesterday I resigned from my job. I have no interest in carrying those thick books for the proprietor, and I can't do it all day long. But to be perfectly honest, he's the one who sacked me and doesn't use me any more, mainly because I left his clothes in the dust and they're all moth-eaten. That's the way it happened."
The twelfth said, "To-day I drove my cart to the country, and I made a bed for myself in it, and slept beautifully. When I woke up, the reins had slipped out of my hands, the horse had almost come off, the bridle was all gone, the collar, the bridle, and the chews were nowhere to be seen. And the cart had fallen into a mud puddle. I didn't care about that, and went on lying down again, but at last the proprietor came and pushed the cart out. If he hadn't come, I'd still be lying on the cart, sleeping comfortably!"
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