The fourth grade warm fairy tale daquan [4]

# Fairy Tale # Introduction The fantasy in fairy tales seems to be free, but it can instantly enter the ground. It can be written as immortals, demons, resurrection from the dead, immortality, and even insects, fish, birds and animals can have people's thoughts and behaviors. None of this is possible in our real world. In fact, fairy tales add more color to childhood by holding' fantasy' in one hand and' truth' in the other. The following is a warm fairy tale in the fourth grade of primary school. Welcome to read and learn from it. I hope it helps you!

A sweet fairy tale of the fourth grade of primary school: the traveler cygnet

Mother Swan laid many eggs and hatched many cygnets.

Mother Swan is very happy. She said to the children, "children, I am very happy to have your mother." You know, we are real migratory birds, and everyone should strive to be an excellent traveler in the future! "

From then on, the cygnets began to practice their flying skills. Slowly, they all fly, and they can fly to the south. However, once their flight was not very smooth. Some cygnets were captured by hunters. Hunters sold them to farms and made a lot of money, but the cygnets were not free.

However, the cygnets continued to practice flying and swimming as usual. Some domestic geese laughed at them and said, "friend, you don't have to practice so hard." You don't have to worry about eating and drinking here. You'd better be a domestic goose honestly and live here as well as we do! "

But the cygnets ignored him and continued to practice. Later, the breeder saw them and locked them up with chains.

The cygnets are still strong, struggling desperately and finally escaping from the rope lock. They chased and chased, and finally caught up with their mother and brothers and sisters.

Mother Swan said happily, "You are great children. Through your own efforts, you have become excellent travelers! " "

Since then, the swans have closely United and lived a happy travel life freely!

A warm fairy tale of grade two and grade four: three big red balls

There is a long path in the forest. Three little hedgehogs are playing on the road. Tintin Tintin came on a bike. There is a big bulging cloth bag on the shelf behind the car. "Get out of the way," the bear shouted, pedaling his bike quickly, and the three little hedgehogs quickly rolled to the side of the road. It was a close call. Almost hit by a wheel, the bear rode his bike forward quickly.

Three little hedgehogs climbed out and said angrily, "Hum, daredevil." Suddenly, they saw some red dates falling out of the bear's big bag and rolling in front of them. Three hedgehogs picked up dates, chased them and shouted, "Bear, you dropped your dates." But the bear didn't hear them. He rode his bike so fast that dates fell off one by one and spilled all the way. A little hedgehog said; "Let's help the bear pick up dates," the other two said nothing. They don't want to help a daredevil. "Help him, we will have difficulties when others need help." A little hedgehog rolled up from the ground and stuck dates on the ground with a sharp thorn. The other two had to roll up from the ground and tie the dates to the ground with sharp thorns. They walked on while picking up dates.

When the bear reached the door, he jumped off his bike and looked back. "Ah, why is the big cloth bag flat?" A closer look shows that the rope tied into the bag is loose, and all the dates in the bag are leaking out. Suddenly, the bear saw three big red balls rolling from the road and stopping next to the bear. At first glance, Bear turns out to be three hedgehogs with dates on their backs. "Bear, you fell."

A warm fairy tale of the third and fourth grades of primary school: Red Hat looking for its owner

There is a red hat in the hat shop. The hat body is red, the brim is white, and there is a fluffy ball on the top. How beautiful!

I bought all the hats in the hat shop, but the red hat hasn't found its owner yet. Red hat can't wait, a gust of wind blows, and it takes the opportunity to jump off the shelf, roll out of the store door and look for its owner.

A group of children were playing scooters in the street, and the red hat jumped on the head of one of the blond boys. "hey!" Another boy patted the blond boy on the shoulder. "It's safe to wear a helmet when playing scooter." Hearing this, Red Hat quickly flew away quietly.

The red hat flew over a fat chef's head, and the fat chef was immediately pulled by the restaurant owner: "Why don't you wear a chef's hat?" How unsanitary, what does it look like to be seen by customers? "Red hat swish flew away.

A red hat flew over the head of a bearded construction worker. As soon as the bearded worker entered the construction site, he was stopped: "Jack, are you dying?" Wear this to the construction site. Where's your helmet? "Red hat saw something bad and flew away.

The red hat flew over the head of a tall policeman. The driver and pedestrians stared at the tall policeman, which puzzled him. Finally, he discovered that it was the red hat that hit the ghost. The policeman angrily tore off the red hat: "Whose hat is this?" Where's my police cap? "Red hat had to fly away again.

The red hat flew over the head of a nurse with pigtails. The head nurse frowned and stopped the braid nurse: "You are a nurse, why don't you wear a nurse's hat?" Too careless about hygiene! "Braid nurse was criticized, wipe tears. Red hat sighed and flew away quietly.

Red hat couldn't find her master anywhere, and she was very disappointed. She lay on a park bench in despair.

"Hey, isn't this the hat I'm looking for? What a beautiful hat! " A white-bearded grandfather wearing red and red trousers was surprised to pick up his hat and put it on his head. Hey, just right!

Now, Red Hat finally has a master. Every year when it snows, it will fly around with its owner and give gifts to children all over the world.

Do you know who owns this red hat? Yes, it is Santa Claus. When Santa Claus comes to give you a present, don't forget to say hello to Red Hat!

A warm fairy tale of the fourth grade in the fourth elementary school: six short people

At the foot of the mountain lived an old man and an old woman. They have six short sons, all short. One day, the short sons said to their parents, "Although we are short, we have smart minds. We have to go out and live by ourselves. "

A year has passed. Six short people are back. Grandparents asked cheerfully, "How do you live?"

The first short man said, "I am busy with eight feet from morning till night." At night, I went to the lake with lanterns and threw a thick rope. People saw the light with one foot and climbed up the rope. By midnight, I can catch more than 20, and I can sell them in the market. "

The second short man said, "Me! I live on six feet. " Grandma smiled and said, "Is it a fly?" "No, how dirty the flies are. After the spring warms up, I moved the small box to Tiantou, and my six feet began to pick flowers and make honey. That kind of life is wonderful. "

Everyone asked the third short son, "What do you do?" "I have four legs. I bought more than a dozen last year, and there are more than 30 this year. They are all fat and strong, but people are very hard. "

Grandparents said, "Just work hard to make a living. Just eat and don't do it, it's meaningless to live! "

The fourth short man said, "Yes, but relying on two feet is better than relying on four legs." He added: "I have hundreds of feet, a sharp mouth and a flat mouth." You can collect a lot of eggs every day! "

"Ha ha!" Everyone turned to the fifth short man with a smile. "I said, a foot higher is better than a foot lower." "What kind of thing in the world has a foot?" Everyone asked curiously.

"I built a beautiful straw house, which is divided into two layers. The upper layer is covered with some cow and horse manure and sprinkled with seeds. Soon, a foot grew out. There are big and small, like handfuls of small white umbrellas, so beautiful! "

Finally, everyone looked at the sixth short man: "How do you live?" The sixth short man smiled and said, "I specialize in raising things without feet." As long as there is a pond, put down a bucket of seedlings in spring and feed something every day. I am very happy to watch me swim around barefoot. "

After listening to the words of the six dwarfs, grandparents smiled happily: "You are really smart and hardworking good sons!" " "