The fairy tale of an apple tree is the earliest educational enlightenment that children come into contact with. Many parents like to tell stories to their children. Stories can not only inspire people, but also make children or adults experience the fun of life. Let's share the fairy tale of an apple tree with you!
The story of the apple tree fairy tale 1
There is a wild apple tree in the forest. In autumn, a sour apple falls on the tree. Birds peck the fruit and even eat the seeds inside. Only one apple seed was hidden in the soil and preserved.
In winter, the seeds of apples lie under the snow; In spring, when the sun shines on the wet land, the apple seeds begin to germinate, stick out their roots downwards and drill out two tender leaves upwards. A thin stem with a small bud grew between the two leaflets, and a green leaf grew on the small bud. One bud after another, one branch after another-five years later, a beautiful apple tree grew where the seeds fell.
A gardener came to the Woods with a shovel and saw the apple tree: "What a nice tree! I hope it is very useful. "
The gardener said, and began to dig. The little apple tree trembled all over. It thought, "I'm finished." Unexpectedly, the gardener dug very carefully and tried not to damage the roots. He moved the apple tree to the orchard and planted it on fertile land.
In the orchard, the apple trees become proud. It thought, "since you moved me from the forest to the orchard, maybe I am a rare tree." It looked haughtily at the ugly little stump wrapped in cloth around it. It doesn't know that it has entered the nursery.
The next year, the gardener took a machete and began to cut down the apple tree. The apple tree trembled all over. It thought, "Oh, I'm really finished this time!" " "
The gardener cut off the whole green crown, leaving only a stump, splitting a small crack at the top of the stump, inserting the twigs of the improved fruit tree into the crack, then protecting the wound with special mud, wrapping it with cloth, inserting some wooden sticks around it and leaving.
The little apple tree is as painful as being ill. However, it was young and strong, and soon recovered, and the grafted branches grew up. Branches suck the sap of strong apple trees and grow very fast; One bud after another, spit out a piece of Ye Er and a piece of Ye Er, multiply one fork after another, and grow into one branch after another-in this way, after three years, the small apple tree bloomed with pink fragrant flowers. The pink petals have withered, and the green ovary is exposed on the flower bed. As autumn approaches, they will grow into apples. This is not a wild sour apple, but a big red, sweet and crisp apple! This apple tree grows so well that many gardeners in the orchard come to take its shoots to graft more fruit trees.
Fairy Tales of Apple Tree II
There is a clever bird in the mountain. Many rich and powerful people want it. Although they trod a path on the mountain, they couldn't catch it. In fact, the clever bird didn't go anywhere. It lives quietly under the lush pine trees on the mountain and sings beautiful songs.
Hirt Golhan, who lives in the east of the mountain forest, heard that there is such a clever bird. He said, "Why is this bird so clever?" Others can't catch it, and I don't believe it. "
So he went to the mountains.
Hirt Golhan (Hildt) found the lush pine tree, only to see the wise bird crouching on the branch of the pine tree, not afraid to fly, and honestly let him catch it. Hilde Golhan was very happy. When walking back along the path, the clever bird said to him, "It is not difficult for you to catch me, but when you take me away, don't sigh and don't be silent." Otherwise, I will run away in the blink of an eye. So, anyway, we must leave with a smile. "
Hilde Gorham listened and said, "Well, you can say it if you want."
The clever bird nodded: "well, I'll tell you a story: there was a hunter who had a good dog." One day, the hunter took his dog out hunting. On the mountain road, a car carrying silver broke down, and the owner sat there worried. They exchanged pleasantries for a while, then sat down to smoke together. The master said, hunting friend, I'm going to the village ahead to find a wheelwright. Please stay here and watch my car. The hunter promised, so the owner went to the lathe master happily.
"The hunter waited until dark and didn't see his master. He thought to himself, Mom has bad eyes. I'm afraid I haven't eaten for a long time. He said to his dog, you watch here until the master comes back. Don't let thieves steal money! I'll go back and cook for my mother first, and then I'll leave.
"The dog listened to his master faithfully, looked after the cow pulling the cart, didn't let it leave, and wandered back and forth around the car, just like a good caretaker.
"The owner went to several villages and didn't find a wheelwright until midnight. When I came back, I saw that the hunter had left, and only the dog was still faithfully guarding the car.
"The master likes this dog very much. In order to thank it, I gave it a silver ingot and sent it back. At this moment, the hunter is waiting for his dog at the door. As soon as the dog saw its owner, he put the silver in his mouth on the ground. The hunter saw it and said angrily,' I asked you to take good care of things for others, but you stole their money!' With that, he angrily picked up a big stick and killed the dog. "
"alas! How careless! " After hearing the story, Hildet Golhan sighed and said, "Such a good dog made him kill by mistake!" "
"Well, you sighed." The bird of wisdom flew away at once.
Hildet Golhan saw the bird of wisdom fly, and he said with remorse, "Alas! Why did I forget not to sigh! " I went back to the mountain and caught the clever bird from the pine tree for the second time. On the way, the clever bird told him another story:
"I heard that there is a place where a woman keeps a good cat. One day, a woman went to the well to fetch water and said to the cat, "Watch the children in the rocking car!" "
"After the women left, the cat lay beside the rocking car to catch mosquitoes and flies. Suddenly, a mouse ran out from behind the door and tried to secretly bite the child's ear. The cat was very angry and ran after the mouse until it ran out of the house. At this time, another mouse ran out and bit off the child's ear. The child cried with pain. Surprised, the cat chasing the mouse ran back to the house and killed the mouse behind the door. Then he lay beside the shaking car and licked the blood on his ears with his tongue.
"The woman came back with water and said angrily,' I asked the bad cat to look after the child, but it turned black and ate my child's ear.' So he picked up a stick and killed the cat. However, looking back, I found a dead mouse lying behind the door with a child's ear in its mouth. Only then did she know that she had killed the cat by mistake and began to cry. "
"alas! Poor thing! " Hilde Golhan sighed, and the bird of wisdom flew away again.