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Proud Rose Fairy Tales
One day, the dog tail grass next to her said to Rose, "Miss Rose, can I be your friend?" Rose said, "Look at you, you are so ugly, and you still want to be friends with me?" The dog tail grass cried sadly.
A few days later, a hardworking little bee flew over and said, "Miss Ross, can I collect some nectar here?" Ross looked: "You are dirty and buzzing. It's really annoying Go away. Leave me alone. " Then she shook herself hard and drove away the bees.
One day it rained heavily, and the soil touched the rose. Rose cried, "Get away from the dirt, you have stained my skirt." Dirt shook his head and sighed.
After a few days, Rose felt uncomfortable with dry skin and didn't care. After a few days, she became more and more listless. Dr. Woodpecker happened to pass by. Ross immediately asked the woodpecker. The woodpecker said, "Miss Rose, the soil provides you with nutrition. Without it, you will naturally be malnourished. "
Ross regretted it very much, but it was too late. A few days later, this proud rose withered in the sunset.
Long ago, there was a kingdom of flowers in the forest, where all kinds of animals and plants lived. Every year on the first Sunday in spring, there will be a beauty contest.
The most beautiful flower in the forest is a rose, so it is going to take part in the beauty contest. Sunday came, and the roses dressed themselves beautifully. It passed the forest supermarket and met Dr. Woodpecker. Rose said, "Dr. Woodpecker, do you think I am beautiful?" Dr. Woodpecker said, "Are you going to take part in the beauty contest?" Rose said, "Yes." Dr. Woodpecker said, "Why are the colors on your petals not as bright as before?" Are you sick? Do you want me to take a look for you? "Ross said," Do you want to waste my time in the game? " Rose left angrily.
He walked to the river and met Mr. Frog. Rose said, "Mr. Frog, do you think I am beautiful?" Mr. Frog said, "Beautiful, but not as beautiful as before." Rose said, "Are you jealous of me?" Mr. Frog said, "No, if you don't believe me, look in the mirror." Ross saw himself from the river and cried sadly. Because its leaves turn yellow. Doctor Woodpecker heard the cry of the rose and rushed to the river to treat the rose. Ross's illness has been cured. She said to Dr Woodpecker, "I'm sorry, Dr Woodpecker. If I had listened to you earlier, I wouldn't have done so. "
Dr Woodpecker said gently, "We are all your friends. You should trust us. "
Rose said shyly, "Yes, I shouldn't have the heart of a villain." After what I've done to you, you're still so enthusiastic about helping me heal. You are the most beautiful. "
Dr Woodpecker and Mr Frog both laughed. Rose was embarrassed. He told himself silently that he could not be proud any more!
The proud rose fairy tale 3 Autumn comes quietly, the cool autumn wind drives away the summer heat, and the awakened grassland appears a little pale color again. The river beside the garden flows quietly.
There is a beautiful rose and a meadow by the river. Roses come from the garden. The gardener thought there were too few flowers and the color was not good, so he moved it to the river. When I came here, roses became the most beautiful existence. This rose is proud and smelly, and only knows to listen to birds singing leisurely every day; Comb your messy petals; Taste the cool dew; Enjoy the beauty of autumn; Life is so pleasant! While other plants are preparing for the coming winter, she still lives a comfortable life every day.
Grass has been advised her to say:
"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, get ready for winter!"
But rose not only didn't listen, but also said angrily:
"I am the most beautiful here! I am not like you! Never mind, mind your own business first! "
After several persuasion, Rose's attitude was still arrogant, and Grass stopped reminding her.
In winter, the cold north wind blows and snowflakes fly all over the sky. The grass burrowed into the ground to avoid the cold, but the rose froze to death because it was not ready.
Proud Rose Fairy Tale 4 One cold winter, two seeds were planted in the land. They are neighbors. They don't know what their future will be like. Maybe in spring, they will know what seeds they are.
In spring, a seed grows into a rose and a seed grows into an apple tree. One day, many people came to see these beautiful roses. They thought the roses were so beautiful that they all took photos with them. When people left, Rose proudly said to the apple tree, "You look beautiful, but you are too ugly. People don't even look at you, and they say they will bear fruit when they grow up. I think you are just an ordinary little tree. " The apple tree smiled and said, "I have my own skills." I will bear fruit in autumn and let people pick it. If you don't believe me, just wait and see! " "Rose glared at the apple tree and ignored it. Do your own thing.
In autumn, the apples on the apple tree are ripe and hang on the tree like small lanterns. Really beautiful! This time, many people came to pick fruit. Everyone picked it and tasted it. They also happily sat under the apple tree and took a group photo. Rose saw this scene and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, I laughed at you last time, please forgive me!" " The apple tree smiled and said, "I forgave you a long time ago!" "Rose said," Thank you, Apple Tree! "We are still good friends."
Everyone has advantages and disadvantages, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Roses and apple trees also have their own advantages. Finally, they became good friends and lived a happy life.
Before the fairy tale, the peacock had no beautiful feathers and was black all over, so animals didn't play with him.
One day, she went to play with a lark. She kindly said, Sister Bailing, I want to play with you, ok?
The lark didn't even look at Xiu Xiu: You are so humiliated, I won't play with you! Say that finish and fly away. Xiu Xiu went to play with the hen again. Do you want to play a game? She pleaded.
I'm not playing with you! The hen said impatiently.
Xiu Xiu was heartbroken and ran into the flowers and began to cry. Her tears dyed several dying flowers pink, blue, yellow, orange and green. She saw five-colored flowers, but they were withering. Xiu Xiu took them home, took care of them carefully, watered them, loosened the soil and fertilized them. Xiu Xiu feels happy rather than hard.
Xiu Xiu often talks to Hua Er, and Hua Er decides to repay Xiu Xiu, but she doesn't know how.
One night, a flower fairy dressed in colorful clothes came to Xiu Xiu's home with colorful flowers and a pair of peach blossoms, Victoria Christina Hesketh. Flower fairy, what brings you here? The flowers asked.
The Flower Fairy replied: I was summoned by the spirit of Xiu Xiu's sincere love for flowers. I want everyone to contribute their own colors and make Xiu Xiu beautiful.
All right! The flowers answered in unison.
Good morning. Xiu Xiu, my feather, exclaimed. Her feathers are inlaid with a layer of gold, and each tail feather has a shiny little eye, which makes everyone who sees it shine brilliantly. Colorful flowers said excitedly: your heart is beautiful, and your appearance is also beautiful! Since then, the peacock has become the most beautiful bird.
Proud Rose Fairy Tale 6 Long ago, there was a pair of proud scissors. He always thinks he is the best, and everything is better than others. On a sunny morning, Xiao Scissors went out for a walk in the suburbs.
"Click, click, click, I am a happy little scissors." Scissors sang and waved. "Who is it? Singing is so ugly! " One side of the yellow flower muttered.
This sentence reached the ears of scissors, and he shouted, "Leave it alone!" " "The words sound just fell and he cut off the head of the little yellow flower.
"Cut, cut, cut ..." Scissors sang again and walked on.
"Wow ..." His singing was interrupted by the tiger's roar.
"Who is it, who interrupted my singing?
"It's me, ok? What can a pair of scissors do? " The tiger smiled.
Scissors are not convinced. He cut off the tiger's beard without saying anything.
The tiger covered his face and quickly fled back to the cave for fear that others would laugh at him.
Scissors keep singing, go forward.
"Hua Hua ..." The song of the little scissors was drowned by the sound of waterfalls.
"Who's that? Covered my beautiful singing? "
"I, the singer of the natural waterfall."
"You-you-"Scissors were speechless with anger by the waterfall.
Small scissors flew into a rage, desperate, desperate to slash at the waterfall.
Finally, one day, the little scissors fell down exhausted.
The next spring, the sound of the waterfall became louder and the stream flowed more happily. Rusty scissors have been lying on the grass and never got up.
There are two lovely little seeds by a river in the valley. They are a pair of good friends. They all want to know what they will be like when they grow up. After the sun shines and the raindrops moisten, they finally break through the ground! The first small seed grows into a red rose, and the second small seed grows into a pine tree. Roses are beautiful, and the red petals are slightly upturned, layer by layer, like a bright red hydrangea pressing on the branches. And pine trees can neither blossom nor bear fruit, which is really unpretentious.
One day, a group of tourists came to the river. They all took photos with Rose. Ignore the pine tree that has been completely uprooted.
Roses began to be arrogant and began to satirize pine trees. It said to the pine tree, "You are too poor. No one is taking pictures with you, let alone paying attention to you. " Unlike me, I take pictures with others every day, and people pay attention to it every day. "The pine tree said nothing.
Time passed day by day and winter came. Roses are shivering with cold in the cold wind, and pine needles of pine trees stand upright, covered with thick snow. Rose apologized to the pine tree: "I'm sorry, I was too arrogant before, and I shouldn't satirize you." Everyone has advantages and disadvantages. The pine tree said, "Never mind, let's spend this winter together!"! " "
The next summer, people saw pine trees and roses standing by the river and singing in the wind!
A proud rose fairy tale 8 There is a green meadow by a clear river. Large colorful flowers are blooming on the grass. They exude a charming fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies from all directions.
Among these flowers, one flower stands out. Her name is Ross. She looks beautiful. Red petals feel like velvet, and oval leaves are green. People say that she is the most beautiful flower on this grassland. After listening to people's praise, she became proud.
On a sunny Sunday, small animals came to play on the grass. They were all surprised when they saw the rose. The little butterfly danced. Seeing how beautiful the rose is, she said, "Dear Miss Rose, you are so beautiful. Can I take a picture with you? " Rose said, "no, no, you are so ugly and I am so beautiful." I don't want to take pictures with you. " Hearing this, the little butterfly flew away gloomily. At this moment, the little bee flew in singing. He smelled the rose and said, "Dear Sister Rose, your body smells good. Let me smell it, will you? " Rose said, "no, no, your smell is terrible." Stay away from me. " The little bee listened and flew away unhappily. The little dragonfly is flying in the sky with a plane. He saw that the petals of the rose were big and red. He said, "Miss Ross, your petals are really big. Can I stop the plane? " "No, no, if you park on it, you will stain my petals." From then on, no one dared to go near her.
Ross became very lonely. She said, "Why don't people play with me?" Grandpa Sun told her that being a man should not be narcissistic, but bring happiness to others. Ross hung his head in shame.
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