Bedtime fairy tales for babies

Bedtime fairy tale to coax the baby 1

An An’s troubles

One day, An An finished eating the apple. Mother brought the cake again. After eating the cake, mother asked him to drink milk again. An An touched her bulging belly. I thought in fear: Mom is going to turn me into a fat little bear, right?

An An didn't want to become a fat little bear, so he ran away and ran away.

In the woods, An An met a real little bear. The real little bear saw An An in a hurry and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of mother!" Old An An Answer honestly.

The real bear’s eyes widened after hearing this, and he said strangely: “How wonderful it is to have a mother! Why are you afraid of your mother?” “If you think your mother is good, then I will give her to you. Okay!" An An said.

An An’s words were magical. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a little bear. As for the little bear, he became An An.

"Oh oh oh..." the little bear An An shouted with a happy smile and ran towards An An's house. An'an the little bear stayed in the woods.

An An the little bear ran around in the woods. When he was happy, he chased butterflies. When he was tired, he leaned on the tree trunk to rest.

Time flies so fast! It’s almost night, and An’an the little bear suddenly feels hungry, but he doesn’t want to eat small animals or young leaves.

An An, the little bear, was running around and couldn’t find anything to eat. At this time, he thought of his mother. Oh, it’s great to have a mother! She will prepare whatever you want to eat.

An'an the little bear ran home, and when he saw his mother, he shouted: "Mom! Mom! I miss you so much!" Her mother looked at An'an the little bear strangely and said, "Look for me. That's wrong, I'm not your mother, I'm An An's mother." As she said that, her mother pushed the little bear An An in front of the little bear.

An An's little bear cried sadly, and said while crying: "Mom, I am your An An!"

After An An said these words, the magic failed. In the blink of an eye, he changed back. Where's the little bear An'an? He also turned back into a real little bear and ran back into the woods.

After that, An An never ran away again, and her mother no longer forced An An to eat this or that. "When a child is hungry, he will naturally eat." My mother often says to the fathers who force their children to eat. Bedtime fairy tales to coax the baby 2

The Crying and Laughing Mushroom

"Grandpa Hedgehog, why am I laughing?" the little white rabbit asked the knowledgeable Grandpa Hedgehog.

"Because this is a laughing mushroom." Grandpa Hedgehog said.

"Laughing mushroom?" the little white rabbit asked curiously.

"Yes, when this mushroom first appeared, you must have heard laughter. It grew in laughter and finally turned into a laughing mushroom. Anyone who smells it or eats it , will laugh heartily and be very happy," Grandpa Hedgehog explained.

"I can testify that when it rained just now, the sika deer passed by here. He suddenly remembered a joke and laughed happily." said the magpie in the tree.

"Laughing Mushroom, I want to take you home and give it to my mother. My mother is sick and in a bad mood. With you, she will be happy." The little white rabbit took it carefully. said the smiling mushroom.

"Don't worry, little white rabbit, with the laughing mushroom, your mother's illness will get better." Grandpa Hedgehog comforted him.

The little black rabbit carried the basket and came to the woods. He picked a small black mushroom, smelled it, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Grandpa Hedgehog, why am I crying?" the little black rabbit asked the knowledgeable Grandpa Hedgehog.

"Because this is a crying mushroom." Grandpa Hedgehog said.

"Crying mushroom?" the little black rabbit asked curiously.

"Yes, when this mushroom first appeared, you must have heard the cry. It grew in the cry, and finally turned into a crying mushroom. Anyone who smells it or eats it , will cry loudly, very sad," Grandpa Hedgehog explained.

"I can testify that when it rained just now, the little goat passed by here. He remembered that his mother was sick and cried loudly." said the crow in the tree.

"Crying Mushroom, I still want to live a happy life, please stay away from me!" the little black rabbit threw the Crying Mushroom on the ground and said.

"Child, don't be like this. Crying is also a human emotional need. After a long time, crying is also good for physical and mental health." Grandpa Hedgehog stepped forward and picked up the crying mushroom.

"Really? My dad has been in a bad mood for a long time. I took the crying mushroom home and let him cry. Maybe he will get better." The little black rabbit took it from Grandpa Hedgehog. He took the crying mushroom and said.

"No problem, crying is also a way to vent. Your dad will get better." Grandpa Hedgehog comforted him.

The little white rabbit’s laughing mushroom cured his mother’s illness; the little black rabbit’s crying mushroom cured his father’s illness. They all admire the knowledgeable Grandpa Hedgehog very much.

Later, animals in the forest came to pick laughing mushrooms and crying mushrooms. They ate the mushrooms into their stomachs, laughed and cried. After venting their emotions, they recovered their health and went happily. Go about your own business. 3 bedtime fairy tales to coax the baby

The powerful magic morning dew

The power went out and it rained again. The night gradually deepened, and the whiteness of jasmine and the bright red of rose gradually disappeared into the darkness of the night. Xiaoya leaned against the door frame, the moist fragrance of flowers becoming weaker and weaker due to the rain. Lightning was like a light golden snake, flying out of the distant sky and then disappearing.

There was a heavy thunder in the distance.

Mom lit the candle, and the candlelight swayed in the wind, like a small red butterfly, keeping its flying posture, as if it was about to fly out of the window and merge into the vast night outside the window.

Mom closed the window: "Xiaoya, there's a thunderstorm, come in quickly."

Xiaoya stepped back and sat down on the small bench. Mom walked over and closed the door.

The sound of raindrops falling on the porch was from the eaves. The rustling sound is the sound of wind and rain blowing on the leaves. There is a small garden behind Xiaoya's house. In the garden, there is a longan tree, a loquat tree, and several chicken dung trees. At this time, longan and chicken guano are blooming, and loquat has a tree of green fruits, each of which is as big as Dad’s thumb.

"Mom, tell me, if the rain is so heavy, the fruits of the loquat tree will fall, right?"

"It will fall some-" Mom brought a big wooden basin and asked the little one to Ya washed her feet by herself, "Those that have not fallen will grow stronger on the branches."

"The flowers of the longan tree and the chicken dung fruit tree will also fall, right?"

"Well, there will be a lot of them falling. If you go out and see them tomorrow morning, they will be densely covered all over the ground."

"I'm going to go out and see them now!"

Xiaoya put on her slippers, took the small green umbrella in the corner, and was about to walk out the door.

"I'm not going now. It's late at night, let's go to bed. We'll go tomorrow."

Xiaoya was lying on the wooden bed. Xiaoya pulled up the thin blue and white quilt and covered it with it. The whole head - the weather is getting hotter, and the thick quilt has been put away by my mother.

Xiaoya closed her eyes. After a while, her head suddenly popped out of the quilt: "Mom, will the roses and jasmine at the door fall?"

Didn't hear it. In reply, Xiaoya turned her ears and heard her mother's even breathing. She gently touched her mother's face, and the corners of her mouth moved as if she were smiling. Mom is asleep.

The night is huge, soft, rich, and mysterious. Xiaoya lay quietly on the bed, the night was like a comfortable eiderdown quilt, gently wrapping her little body.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Dumb——" A strange voice came from outside the house, short, hoarse and jerky.

After the sound, a faint green light appeared on the red brick wall, and suddenly dimmed again.

After a while, the voice sounded again: "Dumb——"

There was another green light, brightening faintly and dimming weakly.

Xiaoya climbed down from the bed and stood barefoot in the middle of the room. When the sound came again, she could see clearly that the green light source was behind the room.

She gently opened the latch of the back door and pushed open the small wooden door. What did she see?

A bald-tailed peacock was standing under the loquat tree. , it raised its head with difficulty and shouted into the dark night sky: "Dumb——"

The peacock's body was covered with countless raindrops. When it made a sound, those beautiful water drops made a sound. A bright green light. The peacock's voice gradually increased from low to high, and the green light of the water droplets also increased from weak to strong.

"Sisi~~Sisi~~" A dense and dense sound came from the peacock's feet. Xiaoya took a closer look and found that they were longan flowers, chicken dung fruit flowers, and flowers that had fallen on the ground. The buds and leaves of fallen grass trees, yellow-green loquat fruits, white jasmine, and bright red roses lined up and walked up the peacock's feet. After a while, they formed the peacock's gorgeous tail. Ling.

The wind blew through the trees, "Salala, sandalala..."

The cool raindrops fell from the leaves, and the peacock's head and face were covered with it. water droplets.

"Yi~~Ya~~" the peacock shook its tail feathers and cried happily.

This time, the millions of water droplets on its body all lit up, and all of a sudden, the entire garden was illuminated.

"The body turned into mud~ Yi~~

The dream is about to sprout~dumb~"

The peacock held his head high, and a song broke through his throat Sand and gravel. At the beginning, the singing voice was raw and hoarse, but gradually became smooth and warbled. The small water droplets on the peacock's body are like millions of small lamps. They rise and fall like waves as the song rises and falls. The green light is pleasant and bright. It illuminates Xiaoya's eyes, giving her a feeling of pain and happiness. It permeated her little body.

She raised her head to look at the dense fruit trees. Among the branches and leaves, she saw a golden lion's face. Behind the lion, there are elegant wolves, docile horses, and four-horned deer. They all have their ears pricked up and listen quietly.

Schools of fish swam through the green light, one after another. They followed the singing, rising and falling, fast and slow, as if they were performing an elegant dance.

Xiaoya walked barefoot under the loquat tree. She stretched out her arms and hugged the peacock's neck, burying her face deeply into its dark green wings. Then she closed her eyes and fell deeply into sleep.

The next morning, my mother anxiously opened the back door. She saw the sun shining through the branches and leaves in the east, falling under the young loquat tree, and shining on the sleeping Xiaoya. The morning dew condensed on her beautiful black hair, which was shining with iridescent green light. Bedtime fairy tales for babies 4

The Flying Mouse

One day, the little mouse was stealing food from the granary, and was discovered by the big tabby cat, who was so frightened that he crawled into the hole in the wall. inside. He has never dared to come out because he knew that the tabby cat must be waiting for him outside the hole!

The tabby cat meowed anxiously outside the hole in the wall, but the little mouse refused to come out. The cat had no choice but to leave.

After experiencing such a fright, the little mouse was afraid for a long time, always worried about being chased by the cat again.

Is there any way to escape the cat? The little mouse rolled his eyes and thought of an idea.

Coincidentally, a sparrow flew overhead. The little mouse suddenly had a wonderful idea: If he could fly, he would no longer be afraid of cats chasing him.

I want to practice flying! The little mouse made up his mind.

So he rushed forward with all his strength, hoping that he could fly. But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't completely leave the ground.

"Haha, you mice can't fly, no matter how much you practice, it's useless!" the sparrow told him.

"Impossible!" The little mouse didn't believe it and ran as fast as he could.

In the evening, the little mouse was extremely tired, but he still refused to give in. He still dragged his heavy legs and moved forward with difficulty.

A bat flew over. "Hey, isn't this just a flying mouse!" The little mouse shouted excitedly into the air, "Hey, how did you fly like a mouse?"

The bat squeaked with joy when he heard this. Called: "What? I'm not a mouse! I'm a bat, we are born to fly."

"You are just a mouse, you can't fool me, tell me how you fly "?" the little mouse said angrily.

"Well -" the bat thought the little mouse was annoying and decided to teach him a lesson, "You climb up the mountain in front, and then rush down the cliff. When your body is in the air, you will naturally fly. "

"Oh, it's so simple! I knew I could fly." The little mouse climbed up the mountain excitedly.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he rushed down the cliff with all his strength. When he soared into the sky, he was so excited that he shouted towards the valley: "I can fly, I'm no longer afraid of cats."

But who knows, before he finished speaking, he was quietly flew by a cat. The owl that came was caught firmly. "You think I can't catch you now that you can fly? Poor little mouse." The owl said proudly.

The little mouse was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the owl and knew that he was dead this time. But he was even more puzzled, why are there flying cats in the world? Bedtime fairy tales for babies 5

Unicorns

There are many long ears in the woods rabbits, foxes with red tails, giraffes with tall necks, but only one unicorn.

Spring is here, rabbits roll in groups on the grass, little foxes hold weddings one after another, and giraffe sports games are in full swing, but the unicorn, the unicorn stands alone in the deep pool. side.

The rocks beside the deep pool are already covered with spring moss. The moss is very small, but there are many. Moss stood on the bluestone holding hands, her fingers filled with the overnight rain.

The unicorn looked at his shadow. The shadow's appearance and expression were exactly the same as the unicorn on the shore.

The unicorn fell into deep longing, but it didn’t know what it was that it was missing.

There is a tallow tree beside the deep pool. There is a parrot living in the tallow tree. It has a bright red beak and an emerald green tail, and can speak various languages. Because it can talk to all living things, it thinks it understands the whole world. It said to the unicorn: "Hi! Life is not easy for a person. Let me tell you a wife. Do you like the red-eyed bunny girl or the fox girl who likes to dress up? The giraffe girl is also good, they don't say beautiful words, But he is good at doing housework."

The unicorn shook his head, he didn't need a wife.

"You are too withdrawn, you are a weirdo. You should find a job." The parrot flapped its wings and flew away.

The unicorn shook its head, it did not agree with this conclusion. But the parrot has flown away. In the parrot's heart, the parrot's judgment is always correct.

The unicorn walked from the deep pool to the top of the mountain, and then walked from the top of the mountain to the deep pool. The white clouds turned into sheep, tigers, and even unicorns, crossing from one mountaintop to another. They walked on their own, paying no attention to anyone. The deep pool was motionless, seeing everything, but it didn't say a word for a whole day, a whole year, and a whole life.

When dusk fell, the red-billed parrot came back: "I'm exhausted! I'm exhausted!"

It flew all day, visiting one factory after another. The factory, finally found a job for the unicorn in the sawmill by the woods.

"You can go to work tomorrow. You will work twenty-six days a month and have four days off. Do more, talk to others more, go shopping more, and play mahjong more, and your autism will be cured. "Okay."

The unicorn shook his head in pain. He looked down at his feet, and saw that the spring grass had submerged his hooves. He looked up again, and saw that the branches were already covered with spring flowers. It raised its head and walked out of the woods step by step.

"You have to go to work, you can't go on like this..." The parrot followed behind it, advising it non-stop.

However, it struggled to raise its hoofs and ran faster and faster. Its horn was like a sharp sword, parting the branches and leaves in front of it, opening a path.

The long-eared rabbit stopped rolling and stared at it with round red eyes. Red stars seemed to light up in the forest; the red-tailed fox stopped the wedding dance and raised its tail to look. Looking at it, the forest seemed to be lit with a solidified torch; the giraffe stopped its sports meeting in full swing and stretched its neck to look at it, and the forest seemed to be filled with beautiful notes.

However, the unicorn, the unicorn moved forward and ran out of the woods before the sun set. Outside the woods, another unicorn was walking in the twilight.

"Ah, I've been looking for you." The unicorn walked to it, walked side by side with it, and walked forward.

"Me too, I have been looking for someone of my kind."

For a unicorn, finding a person of its kind means finding a kind of happiness.

The two unicorns walked and talked at the same time, and they gradually merged the two worlds into one. As they walked, they started running together - they ran as fast, "get, get, get, get", running and running, and they disappeared without a trace.