Tale Persistent Tin Soldier - Andersen G. Resistant Tin Soldier. GK Andersen

Tale about tin soldier and dancer

It was once in the light of twenty-five tin soldiers. All the sons of one mother - the old tin spoon, and, it means they had to each other with their own brothers. It was a glorious, brave guys: a gun on the shoulder, breast with a wheel, a red mandir, shutters blue, buttons shine ... Well, in a word, a miracle what the soldiers!

All twenty-five lay a row in a carton box. It was dark and crowded. But tin soldiers are the patient people, they lay without moving and waited for the day when the box is open.

And once the box opened.

- Tin soldiers! Tin soldiers! - shouted a little boy and shook his hands away from joy.

He was presented with tin soldiers on his birthday.

The boy now began to put them on the table. Twenty-four were completely the same - one from the other is not distinguished, and the twenty fifth soldier was not like that. He turned out to be single-leg. It was cast last, and tin was not enough. However, he also stood on one leg as firmly as others on two.

Here with this one-legged soldier and there was a wonderful story, which I will tell you now.

On the table where the boy built his soldiers, there were many different toys. But the best toy was a wonderful cardboard palace. Through his windows, it was possible to look inside and see all the rooms. In front of the palace lay a round mirror. It was just as a real lake, and a little green trees stood around this mirror lake. Wax swans swam on the lake and, having arched long neck, admired their reflection.

All this was beautiful, but the most beautiful was the owner of the palace, which was standing on the threshold, in widely opened doors. She was also carved from cardboard; It was a skirt of a thin bat, on the shoulders - a blue scarf, and on the chest - a brilliant brooch, almost as big as the head of her owners, and the same beautiful.

Beautiful woman standing on one leg, stretching both hands, "she should have been a dancer. She raised another leg so high that our tin soldier at first even decided that the beauty was also one-sided as he himself.

"I wish this wife! - Thought the tin soldier. - Yes, only she is probably a good kind. Won in which beautiful palace lives! .. And my house is a simple box, and it was still a bit of a little rattle - twenty five soldiers. No, she's not a place there! But it still does not interfere with her ... "

And the soldier attached for a tobacco, standing right there, on the table.

From here, he perfectly saw the charming dancer, who was standing on one leg all the time, and at the same time never even swayed!

Late in the evening of all tin soldiers, besides a single-legged - he could not find him, - put in the box, and all people went to bed.

And when it became very quiet in the house, the toys themselves began to play: first to visit, then in the war, and at the end staged the ball. The tin soldiers knocked down the guns in the walls of their box - they also wanted to go to the will and play, but they could not lift the heavy cover. Even the Nutcracker began to tumble, and the griffel went to dance on the board, leaving white traces on it, - the tra-ta-ta, the tra-ta-ta! There was such a noise that the canary woke up in the cage and began to chat in his language as quickly as soon as it could, and more than verses.

Only a single-legged soldier and a dancer did not move from the place.

She still stood on the same leg, stretching forward both hands, and he froze with a gun in his hands, like a clock, and did not reduce the eyes of his eyes.

Thought twelve. And suddenly - pitch! - revealed tobacker.

In this tobackerka never smelled tobacco, but sat in it a small evil troll. He jumped out of the tobackerka, as on the spring, and looked around around.

- Hey you, Tin Soldier! - shouted the troll. - Do not hurt look at dance! She is too good for you.

But the tin soldier pretended, as if nothing hears anything.

- Oh, here you are like! - Troll said. - Okay, wait until the morning! You still remember me!

In the morning, when the children woke up, they found a single-legged soldier for a tobacker and put it on the window.

And suddenly - or whether it snapped the troll, or just pulled a draft, who knows? "But only the window opened, and a single-legged soldier flew from the third floor down his head, and so that he was in his ears. Well, he suffered fear!

The minutes did not pass - and he was already stuck out of the earth upside down, and his gun and head in a helmet stuck between cobblestones.

The boy and the servant immediately ran out to find the soldier. But how much they watched on the sides, how much did not go along the ground, did not find it.

Once, they almost came to the soldier, but here they passed by, without noticing him. Of course, if the soldier shouted: "I'm here!" - I would have found him right now. But he considered obscene shouting on the street - after all, he wore a uniform and was a soldier, but still Tin.

The boy and the maid went back to the house. And then suddenly rained, yes what! Present shower!

Wide puddles were mounted on the street, quick streams flowed. And when finally the rain ended, to the place where the tin soldier was broken between the cathobirls, two street boys came running.

"Look," said one of them. - Yes, no way, this is a tin soldier! .. Let's send it to swimming!

And they made a boat from the old newspaper, put a tin soldier into her and descended into the groove.

The boat floated, and the boys fled nearby, bouncing and clapping in their hands.

Water in the ditch and bulled. I would still not be brown after such a shower! The boat was diving, then took off the crest of the wave, then it was circling on the spot, then rushing forward.

The tin soldier in the boat was all trembling - from helmets to the boot, - but held steadfastly, as it relys to a real soldier: a gun on the shoulder, head up, chest with a wheel.

And the boat brought under a wide bridge. It became so dark, like a soldier again fell into his box.

"Where is me? - Thought Tin Soldier. - Oh, if my beautiful dancer was with me! Then I would be nipple ... "

At this moment, a large water rat jumped out of the bridge.

- Who are you? She screamed. - Do you have a passport? Passport!

But the tin soldier was silent and only firmly squeezed the gun. The boat carried him farther and further, and the rat sailed after him. She fiercely clicked his teeth and shouted to toward the chips and straws:

- Keep it! Hold! He has no passport!

And she struggled with his paws, to catch up with a soldier. But the boat was so quickly that even the rat could not keep up with her. Finally, the tin soldier saw the light ahead. The bridge is over.

"I am saved!" - I thought the soldier.

But here he was heard such a buzz and roar that any brave would not stand and trembled from fear. Just think: behind the bridge the water with noise fell down - right into the wide rustling canal!

The tin soldier who sailed in a small paper boat was threatened with the same danger as us if we were in a real boat to carry out a truly large waterfall.

But it was already impossible to stop. The boat with a tin soldier carried to a large canal. The waves threw up and threw it up, then down, but the soldier was still kept by a young man and didn't even blink her eye.

And suddenly the boat spun on the spot, he threw the water with the right side, then left, then again right and soon filled with water to the very edges.

Here the soldier is already on the belt in the water, now the throat ... And finally the water covered it with his head.

Immersing on the bottom, he thought about his beauty and sadness. Do not see him more cute dancers!

But then he remembered the old soldier's song:

Walk forward, always ahead!
You are waiting for you for the coffin! ..-
And he prepared with honor to meet death in a terrible puchin. However, it happened completely different.

From nowhere to take, from the water, a large fish was emerged and a soldier swallowed with MiG with his gun.

Oh, how dark and closely it was aheld of fish, darker than under the bridge, closer than in the box! But the tin soldier and here held steadfast. He pulled out all the growth and squeezed his rifle even stronger. So he lay down for quite a long time.

Suddenly, the fish was noticed from side to the side, began to dive, wriggle, jump and finally froze.

The soldier could not understand what happened. He prepared to courageously meet new tests, but it was still dark and quiet around.

And suddenly like lightning flashed in the dark.

Then it became completely light, and someone shouted:

- So thing! Tin soldier!

And the case was here: the fish was caught, brought to the market, and then she fell into the kitchen. The kitchen resolve her with a big shiny knife and saw a tin soldier. She took it with two fingers and suffered into the room.

The whole house came down to look at a wonderful traveler. The soldier was put on the table, and suddenly - what only miracles do not happen in the world! "He saw the same room, the same boy, the same window from which he flew to the street ... There were the same toys around around, and among them the cardboard palace was touched, and the beautiful dancer was on the threshold. She stood still on one leg, highly raising another. This is called durability!

Tin Soldier was so touched that he had almost rolled tears from his eyes, but he remembered that the soldier was not being relying. Not blinking, he looked at the dancer, the dancer looked at him, and both were silent.

Suddenly, one of the boys - the smallest - grabbed a tin soldier and threw him right into the stove. Probably, he was trying to have an evil Tabacakerki troll.

Firewood was brightly burned in the stove, and the tin soldier was terribly hot. He felt that all burns - or from fire, or from love, he himself did not know. The paint escaped from his face, he was all polished - maybe from chagrin, and maybe because he visited the water and in the stomach of fish.

But in the fire, he kept straight, firmly squeezed his gun and did not reduce his eyes with a beautiful dance. And dance looked at him. And the soldier felt melting ...

At that moment, the door to the room opened the label, through the wind grabbed a beautiful dancer, and she, like a butterfly, fluttered into the stove right to the tin soldier. The flame covered it, she flashed - and the end. Here, the tin soldier completely melted.

On the other day, the maid began to straight from the stove ash and found a small rocket of tin, similar to a heart, and a burnt, black, like coal, brooch.

It was all that remained from a resistant tin soldier and beautiful dance.

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Summary of the fairy tales "Resistant Tin Soldier"

The fairy tale of Andersen "Persistent Tin Soldier" is a legendary story about the adventures of one intense tin soldier. He was one-legged, because he was the last in the party and there was not enough tin. The soldier was in love with a dancer who stood on one foot in a beautiful house. But the evil troll decided to intervene and set up so that the tin soldier went on a long journey, at first he fell out of the window, then the boys found him and sent to swim in a paper boat from which he fell into the water and was swallowed by fish. Then this fish was caught, she wisers her belly, got a tin soldier and gave the boy, who took the same with anyone with anyone and stuck him into the oven. This is all the troll set up. But there was an unexpected - the wind picked up the dancer and threw it to the tin soldier and they burned together. And on the morning in the stove found a tin heart.

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It was once in the world of twenty-five tin soldiers, all the brothers, because they were born from an old tin spoon. A rifle on the shoulder, looks right in front of him, and the uniform what is magnificent - red with blue! They lay in the box, and when the lid was removed, the first thing they heard was:

- Oh, tin soldiers!

It shouted a little boy and shook his hands. They gave him a birthday, and he now put them on the table.

All the soldiers turned out to be completely the same, and onlyone, the only one was not a little bit like everyone: he had only one leg, because he was cast by the latter, and tin was not enough. But on one leg, he stood as firmly as the rest on two, and here it was with him and a wonderful story happened.

On the table where the soldiers found themselves, there was a lot of other toys, but the most noteworthy was the beautiful palace of cardboard. Through the small windows could be looked straight into the halls. In front of the palace, around the small mirror, which was portrayed the lake, stood a tree, and the wax swans floated on the lake and looked into it.

All this was where it was cute, but the Mile of everything was a girl standing in the door of the castle. She was also carved out of paper, but the skirt on it was from the subtlest batista; Through her shoulder, she had a narrow blue ribbon, as if the scarf, and a sparkle sparkled on her chest was not less than the head of the girl himself. The girl stood on one leg, stretching his hands in front of him, "she was a dancer," and the other threw it so high that the tin soldier did not see her, and therefore decided that she was also single-sided as he.

"That would be me such a wife!" He thought. "Only she, he, from noble, lives in the palace, and I have it all that the box, and then we have only twenty five soldiers in it. There! But you can meet! "

And he attached for a tobacco car, which stood right there on the table. From here he perfectly saw a charming dancer.

In the evening of all the rest of the tin soldiers, besides him, alone, was cast into a box, and people in the house lay down
sleep. And toys themselves played- and to visit, and in the war, and in the ball. The tin soldiers turned in the box - after all, they also wanted to play, - but could not raise the lid. The nutcracker tumbled, the stall danced on the board. We rose such noise and gaps that the Canary woke up yes how to witness, and not just, and verses! Only Tin Soldier da dancers did not touch away from the spot. She still stood on one sock, stretching his arms forward, and he was Bravo standing on his only leg and did not give her eyes off her.

That made a twelve, and - click! - The cover of the tobaccochka bounced off, only it was not a tobacco, no, but a small black troll. Tobackerka was with focus.

- Tin Soldier, - Troll said, - Do not look where it is not necessary!

But the tin soldier pretended to not hear.

Well, the moment the morning will come! - Troll said.

And morning comes; The children got up, and the tin soldier put on the windowsill. Suddenly, in the grace of Lee Troll, or from a draft, the window how to swing, and the soldier as will fly down his head from the Third Floor! It was a terrible flight. The soldier took himself to the air into the air, stuck with a horse and the bayonet between the stones of the pavement, and so stuck down his head.

The boy and the servant immediately ran to look for him, but could not see in any way, although they did not hit his legs. Krickni he: "I'm here!" "They probably would have found him, but only the soldier shouting in all her throat - after all, he was a uniform."

He began to rain rain, drops fell more and more often, and finally poured a real shower. When he ended, two street boys came.

- Looking! Said one. - Von Tin Soldier! Let's send it to swimming!

And they made a boat from the newspaper paper, put a tin soldier into it, and he swam on the drain ditch. The boys fled next and clapped in their hands. Batyushki, what waves went through the ditch, what a rapid flow was! Still, after such a shower!

The boat threw up, then down and loose so that the tin soldier was trembling the whole, but he held a steady - a gun on his shoulder, head straight, chest ahead.

Suddenly, the boat dived under long walkways through a ditch. It became so dark that the soldier got into the box again.

"Where does it bearing?" He thought. "Yes, yes, all this troll! Ah, if she was sitting in the boat that the lady, then if you were darker, and then nothing!"

Here there was a large water rat, living near the coupled.

Passport is? She asked. - Passport!

But the tin soldier as the water in his mouth scored and only tightly squeezed a gun. The boat carried everything forward and forth, and the rat sailed after him. Wow! As she crossed her teeth, as shouting to toward the chips and Solminim:

- Keep it! Hold! He did not pay duties! He is uncorpent!

But the course was becoming stronger and stronger, and the tin soldier has already seen the light ahead, as such a noise suddenly he was heard that any braveness would be frightened. Imagine, at the end of the bridge, the drain ditch fell into a large channel. For a soldier, it was as dangerous as for us to hide in a boat to a large waterfall.

Here the canal is completely close, it is impossible to stop. The ship was carried out from under the packer, the poor fellow kept himself, as he could, and even did not blink her eye. The ship launched three, four times, poured with water to the edges, and he began to sink.

The soldier was on the neck in the water, and the boat was immersed all deeper and deeper, paper twice. Here the water covered the soldier with his head, and then he thought about the adorable little dancer - not to see him more. In his ears he walked:

Forward strive, warriol,

Death will overtake you!

Here the paper finally messed up, and the soldier went to the bottom, but at the same moment he swallowed a big fish.

Oh, how dark it was inside, even worse than under the packer through the drain ditch, and even closely in addition! But the tin soldier did not lose courage and lay stretching in full height, not releaseing a gun out of the hands ...

The fish came in circles, began to extract the most wondrous jumps. Suddenly she froze, she struck exactly lightning. The light flashed, and someone shouted: "Tin Soldier!"

It turns out that the fish was caught, brought to the market, sold, brought to the kitchen, and the kitchen resolve her belly with a large knife. Then the cook took the soldier with two fingers for the lower back and brought to the room. Everyone wanted to look at such a wonderful little man - he would have done a trip to the belly of fish! But the tin soldier was not indulged.

He was put on the table, and - what only miracles do not happen in the world! - He found himself in the same room, saw the same children, on the table there were the same toys and a wonderful palace with an adorable little dancer. She straightened on one leg, thickening another, - she was also persistent. The soldier was touched and almost cried with tin tears, but it would be unfortunately. He looked at her, she is on him, but they did not tell each other a word.

Suddenly, one of the kids grabbed a tin soldier and threw to the stove, although the soldier did not guilty. This, of course, set up a troll that was sitting in a tobacco.

A tin soldier stood in a flame, it covered a terrible heat, but whether the fire or love was or love - he did not know. The paint from him completely descended, no one could say why - from travel or from grief. He looked at the little dancer, she is on him, and he felt that she was melting, but she still held steadfastly, not releaseing from the hand of a gun.

Suddenly the door to the room opened open, the dancer picked up the wind, and she, like Sylphide, fluttered directly into the stove to the tin soldier, flared up - and there is no her. And the tin soldier stated in a lounge, and the next morning the maid, the shabby ash, found a tin heart instead of a soldier. And from the dancer, one sparkle was left, and she was burnt and black, like coal.

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B th one of the light of twenty-five tin soldiers. All the sons of one mother - the old tin spoon, and, it means they had to each other with their own brothers. It was a glorious, brave guys: a gun on the shoulder, breast with a wheel, a red mandir, shutters blue, buttons shine ... Well, in a word, a miracle what the soldiers!

All twenty-five lay a row in a carton box. It was dark and crowded. But tin soldiers are the patient people, they lay without moving and waited for the day when the box is open.

And once the box opened.

Tin soldiers! Tin soldiers! - shouted a little boy and shook his hands away from joy.

He was presented with tin soldiers on his birthday.

Here with this one-legged soldier and there was a wonderful story, which I will tell you now.

And the soldier attached for a tobacco, standing right there, on the table.

From here, he perfectly saw the charming dancer, who was standing on one leg all the time, and at the same time never even swayed!

Late in the evening of all tin soldiers, besides a single-legged - he could not find him, - put in the box, and all people went to bed.

And when it became very quiet in the house, the toys themselves began to play: first to visit, then in the war, and at the end staged the ball. The tin soldiers knocked down the walls in the walls of their box, they also wanted to go to the will and play, but they could not raise a heavy cover. Even the Nutcracker began to tumble, and the griffel went to dance on the board, leaving white traces on it, - the tra-ta-ta, the tra-ta-ta! There was such a noise that the canary woke up in the cage and began to chat in his language as quickly as soon as it could, and more than verses.

Only a single-legged soldier and a dancer did not move from the place.

She still stood on the same leg, stretching forward both hands, and he froze with a gun in his hands, like a clock, and did not reduce the eyes of his eyes.

Thought twelve. And suddenly - pitch! - revealed tobacker.

In this tobackerka never smelled tobacco, but sat in it a small evil troll. He jumped out of the tobackerka, as on the spring, and looked around around.

Hey you, Tin Soldier! - shouted the troll. - Do not hurt look at dance! She is too good for you.

But the tin soldier pretended, as if nothing hears anything.

Oh, here you are like! - Troll said. - Okay, wait until the morning! You still remember me!

In the morning, when the children woke up, they found a single-legged soldier for a tobacker and put it on the window.

The minutes did not pass - and he was already stuck out of the earth upside down, and his gun and head in a helmet stuck between cobblestones.

The boy and the servant immediately ran out to find the soldier. But how much they watched on the sides, how much did not go along the ground, did not find it.

The boy and the maid went back to the house. And then suddenly rained, yes what! Present shower!

Wide puddles were mounted on the street, quick streams flowed. And when finally the rain ended, to the place where the tin soldier was broken between the cathobirls, two street boys came running.

Look, - said one of them. - Yes, no way, this is a tin soldier! .. Let's send it to swimming!

And they made a boat from the old newspaper, put a tin soldier into her and descended into the groove.

The boat floated, and the boys fled nearby, bouncing and clapping in their hands.

Water in the ditch and bulled. I would still not be brown after such a shower! The boat was diving, then took off the crest of the wave, then it was circling on the spot, then rushing forward.

The tin soldier in the boat was all trembling - from helmets to the boot, - but held steadfastly, as it relys to a real soldier: a gun on the shoulder, head up, chest with a wheel.

And the boat brought under a wide bridge. It became so dark, like a soldier again fell into his box.

"Where is me? - Thought Tin Soldier. - Oh, if my beautiful dancer was with me! Then I would be nipple ... "

At this moment, a large water rat jumped out of the bridge.

Who are you? She screamed. - Do you have a passport? Passport!

Keep it! Hold! He has no passport!

"I am saved!" - I thought the soldier.

But here he was heard such a buzz and roar that any brave would not stand and trembled from fear. Just think: behind the bridge the water with noise fell down - right into the wide rustling canal!

The tin soldier who sailed in a small paper boat was threatened with the same danger as us if we were in a real boat to carry out a truly large waterfall.

And suddenly the boat spun on the spot, he threw the water with the right side, then left, then again right and soon filled with water to the very edges.

Here the soldier is already on the belt in the water, now the throat ... And finally the water covered it with his head.

Immersing on the bottom, he thought about his beauty and sadness. Do not see him more cute dancers!

But then he remembered the old soldier's song:

Walk forward, always ahead!
You are waiting for you for the coffin! ..-

and he prepared with honor to meet death in a terrible puchin. However, it happened completely different.

From nowhere to take, from the water, a large fish was emerged and a soldier swallowed with MiG with his gun.

Suddenly, the fish was noticed from side to the side, began to dive, wriggle, jump and finally froze.

The soldier could not understand what happened. He prepared to courageously meet new tests, but it was still dark and quiet around.

And suddenly like lightning flashed in the dark.

Then it became completely light, and someone shouted:

That's so thing! Tin soldier!

Suddenly, one of the boys - the smallest - grabbed a tin soldier and threw him right into the stove. Probably, he was trying to have an evil Tabacakerki troll.

But in the fire, he kept straight, firmly squeezed his gun and did not reduce his eyes with a beautiful dance. And dance looked at him. And the soldier felt melting ...

On the other day, the maid began to straight from the stove ash and found a small rocket of tin, similar to a heart, and a burnt, black, like coal, brooch.

It was all that remained from a resistant tin soldier and beautiful dance.

There were once twenty-five tin soldiers, mother brothers - an old tin spoon; A rifle on the shoulder, head straight, red with blue uniform - well, the charm of what soldiers! The first words they heard when they opened their house-box, were: "Oh, tin soldiers!" It shouted, clapping in his hands, a little boy who gave tin soldiers on his birthday. He also began to put them on the table. All soldiers were exactly the same, except for one that was on one leg. He was cast last, and tin was not enough, but he stood on his one leg as firmly as others on two; And he was just the most wonderful of all.

On the table where the soldiers were found, there were many different toys, but the wonderful Palace of Cardboard rushed. Through little windows it was possible to see palace rest; Before the palace, around the small mirror, which was portrayed by the lake, stood a tree, and flooded the wax swans on the lake and admired their reflection of wax swans. All this was a miracle as cute, but the Mile was all the young lady, who was standing on the threshold of the palace. It was carved out of paper and dressed in a skirt out of the finest batista; Through her shoulder, she had a narrow blue ribbon in the form of a scarf, and the socket sparkled the size with the face of the ladies itself.

The young lady stood on one leg, stretching his hands, "she was a dancer," and the other leg raised so high that our soldier could not see her at all, and thought that beauty was also a single one like him.

"That would be my wife! He thought. - Only she, as can be seen, from noble, lives in the palace, and I only have that the box, and then there are twenty five of us in it: she's not a place there! But it still does not interfere with. "

And he attached for a tobacker, which stood immediately on the table; Hence he was perfectly visible a charming dancer, who all stood on one leg, without losing equilibrium.

Late in the evening of all other tin soldiers put in the box, and all people in the house went to bed. Now the toys themselves play "to visit", "in the war" and "in the ball". Tin soldiers began to knock on the walls of the box - they also wanted to play, but could not raise the covers. Nutcracker tumbled, stylus danced on the board; Such a noise and gam rose that the canary woke up and also spoke, and even poems! They didn't touch only the dancer and the tin soldier: she still kept on an extended sock, stretching his arms forward, he cheerfully stood under a gun and did not drive her eyes off her.

Thought twelve. Schelk! - Tabakerka revealed.

There was no tobacco, but a small black beech - so focus!

Tin Soldier, "said Buka," you have nothing to look! "

Tin soldier as if did not hear.

Well, stayed! - said Buka.

In the morning, the children stood up, and the tin soldier was put on the window.

Suddenly - in the grace of whether the beech or from a draft - the window was swollen, and our soldier flew his head down from the third floor - only in the ears whistled! A minute - and he was already standing on the pavement up the foot: his head in a helmet and a gun was stuck between the pavement stones.

The boy and the maid were quitted now in search, but how much I tried, I could not find a soldier; They almost came to his legs and still did not notice him. Scrumbs he: "I'm here!" - They, of course, would have found him right now, but he considered an indecent shouting on the street: he wore a uniform!

Began to stick the rain; stronger, stronger, finally went a real shower. When it turned out again, two street boys came.

Hey! Said one. - Von Tin Soldier! Send him to swim!

And they made a boat from newspaper paper, put a tin soldier there and put into the groove. The boys themselves fled next and clapped their hands. Eh-Ma! That's how the waves went through the groove! The flow and carried - no wonder after such a shower!

The boat threw and loose in all directions, so the tin soldier was all trembling, but he kept steadfast: a gun on his shoulder, head straight, chest ahead!

The boat suffered under long walkways: it became so dark, exactly the soldier again got into the box.

"Where does it bearing? - he thought. - Yes, these are all things of the ugly beech! Oh, if the beauty was sitting in the boat, it would be even darker for me! "

At this moment, a large rat jumped out from under the carriages.

Passport is? She asked. - Come on the passport!

But the tin soldier was silent and held firmly held a rifle. The boat was carried, and the rat fled after her after her. Wow! As she crossed his teeth and shouted to meet the chips and straws in towards:

Hold, keep it! He did not make duty, did not show the passport! But the course carried the boat faster and faster, and the Tin Soldier had already seen the light ahead, as suddenly heard such a terrible noise that would be aged any brave. Imagine - At the end of the bridge, the groove fell into a big channel! It was for the soldier as scary, as for us to ride on a boat to a large waterfall.

But it was impossible to stop. The boat with a soldier slid down; The poor fellow was still on the string and did not even smarned the eye. The boat is spinning ... Once, two - filled with water to the edges and began to sink. Tin soldier found the throat in the water; Next - more ... Water covered it with your head! Then he thought about his beauty: not see her more. In his ears he sounded:

Forward strive, about the warrior,

And death to safely go!

The paper broke out, and the tin soldier went to the bottom, but at the same moment the fish swallowed him.

What a darkness! Worse than under the packers, and even fear as narrowly! But the tin soldier kept steadfastly and lying in full length, tightly pressing a gun to himself.

The fish rushed there and came here the most amazing jumps, but suddenly froze, like lightning struck her. Lightly light, and someone shouted: "Tin Soldier!" The fact is that the fish was caught, brought to the market, then she fell into the kitchen, and the kitchen resolve her belly was a big knife. The kitchen took the tin soldier with two fingers for the waist and carried into the room where everyone was escaped to look at the wonderful traveler. But the tin soldier was not indulged. He was put on the table, and - whatever happens in the world! - He saw himself in the same room, saw the same children, the same toys and a wonderful palace with a beautiful dancer! She still stood on one leg, highly raising another. That's so durability! The tin soldier was touched and slightly cried with Tin, but it would be indecent, and he retained. He looked at her, she is on him, but they did not cast a word.

Suddenly, one of the boys grabbed a tin soldier and threw him right in the stove. Probably, this is all the beech set up! Tin soldier stood by a flame. He was terribly hot, from fire or from love - he did not know himself. Paints from it completely tear, he was completely polished; Who knows why - from the road or from grief? He looked at the dancer, she was on him, and he felt that she was melting, but still held steadfastly, with a gun on his shoulder. Suddenly the door in the room swung open, the wind grabbed the dancer, and she, like Sylphide, fluttered right into the stove to the tin soldier, flared up, and - the end! And the tin soldier melted and frozen in a lump. The next day the maid chose ash from the stove and found it in the form of a small tin heart; From the dancers left one socket, and that the whole burned and blaked as coal.

Information for parents: The resistant tin soldier is one of the best, magical fairy tales. Posted by her Hans Christian Andersen. It tells about the Herbrom tin soldier who passed through a lot of tests and adventures for his little love. The fairy tale is recommended for reading children aged 5 to 8 years. The text of the fairy tale "Resistant Tool Soldier" is written simply and fascinating, so it can be read for the night. Enjoy your reading to you and your kids.

Read a fairy tale resistant tin soldier

All twenty-five lay a row in a carton box. It was dark and crowded. But tin soldiers are the patient people, they lay without moving and waited for the day when the box is open.

And once the box opened.

Tin soldiers! Tin soldiers! - shouted a little boy and shook his hands away from joy.

He was presented with tin soldiers on his birthday.

Here with this one-legged soldier and there was a wonderful story, which I will tell you now.

On the table where the boy built his soldiers, there were many different toys. But the best toy was a wonderful cardboard palace. Through his windows, it was possible to look inside and see all the rooms. In front of the palace lay a round mirror. It was quite like a real lake, and a small green trees stood around this mirror lake. Wax swans swam on the lake and, having arched long neck, admired their reflection.

All this was beautiful, but the most beautiful was the owner of the palace, which was standing on the threshold, in widely opened doors. She was also carved from cardboard; It was a skirt of a thin bathist, on the shoulders - a blue scarf, and on the chest - a brilliant brooch, almost as big as the head of her owners, and the same beautiful.

Beauty stood on one leg, stretching both hands forward - she should have been a dancer. She raised another leg so high that our tin soldier at first even decided that the beauty was also one-sided as he himself.

"That would be me such a wife! - Thought the tin soldier. - Yes, only she is probably a good kind. Won in which beautiful palace lives! .. And my house is a simple box, and there was still a whole company, twenty-five soldiers. No, she's not a place there! But it still does not interfere with her ... "

And the soldier attached for a tobacco, standing right there, on the table.

From here, he perfectly saw the charming dancer, who was standing on one leg all the time, and at the same time never even swayed!

Late in the evening of all tin soldiers, besides a single-legged - he could not find him, - put in the box, and all people went to bed.

And when it became very quiet in the house, the toys themselves began to play: first to visit, then in the war, and at the end staged the ball. The tin soldiers knocked down the walls in the walls of their box - they also wanted to go to the will and play, but they could not raise a heavy lid. Even the Nutcracker began to tumble, and the griffel went to dance on the board, leaving on it white traces, - the tra-ta-ta, the tra-ta-ta! There was such a noise that the canary woke up in the cage and began to chat in his language as quickly as soon as it could, without even poems.

Only a single-legged soldier and a dancer did not move from the place.

She still stood on one leg, stretching both hands forward, and he froze with a gun in his hands, like a clock, and did not reduce the eyes of his eyes.

Thought twelve. And suddenly - pitch! - revealed tobacker.

In this tobackerka never smelled tobacco, but sat in it a small evil troll. He jumped out of the tobackerka, as on the spring, and looked around around.

Hey you, Tin Soldier! - shouted the troll. - Do not hurt look at dance! She is too good for you.

But the tin soldier pretended, as if nothing hears anything.

Oh, here you are like! - Troll said. - Okay, wait until the morning! You still remember me!

In the morning, when the children woke up, they found a single-legged soldier for a tobacker and put it on the window.

The minutes did not pass - and he was already stuck out of the earth upside down, and his gun and head in a helmet stuck between cobblestones.

The boy and the servant immediately ran out to find the soldier. But how much they watched on the sides, how much did not go along the ground, did not find it.

Once, they almost came to the soldier, but here they passed by, without noticing him. Of course, if a soldier shouted: "I'm here!" - I would have found him right now. But he considered the obscene shouting on the street - after all, he wore a uniform and was a soldier, but still tiny.

The boy and the maid went back to the house. And then suddenly rained, yes what! Present shower!

Wide puddles were mounted on the street, quick streams flowed. And when, finally, the rain ended, to that place, where the tin soldier stuck between the cathobirls, two street boys came running.
"Look," said one of them. - Yes, no way, this is a tin soldier! .. Let's send it to swimming!

And they made a boat from the old newspaper, put a tin soldier in her and descended into the groove.

The boat floated, and the boys fled nearby, bouncing and clapping in their hands.

Water in the ditch and bulled. I would still not be brown after such a shower! The boat dived, it took off on the crest of the wave, then it circled on the spot, then rushed forward.

The tin soldier in the boat was all trembling - from helmets to the boot, - but held steadfastly, as it relys to a real soldier: a gun on the shoulder, head up, chest with a wheel.

And the boat brought under a wide bridge. It became so dark, like a soldier again fell into his box.

"Where is me? - Thought Tin Soldier. - Oh, if my beautiful dancer was with me! Then I would all be left ... "

At this moment, a large water rat jumped out of the bridge.

Who are you? She screamed. - Do you have a passport? Passport!

But the tin soldier was silent and only firmly squeezed the gun. The boat carried him farther and further, and the rat sailed after him. She fiercely clung to his teeth and shouted to toward the chips and straws:

Keep it! Hold! He has no passport!

"I am saved!" - I thought the soldier.

But here he was heard such a buzz and roar that any brave would not stand and trembled from fear. Just think: over the bridge, water with noise fell - right into a wide rapid canal!

The tin soldier who sailed in a small paper boat was threatened with the same danger as us if we were in a real boat to carry out a truly large waterfall.

And suddenly the boat spun on the spot, drove water with the right side, then left, then again the right and soon filled with water to the very edges.

Here the soldier is already on the belt in the water, here's already on the throat ... a second, the water covered it with his head.

Immersing on the bottom, he thought about his beauty and sadness. Do not see him more cute dancers!

But then he remembered the old soldier's song:

Stepsing forward, always forward!
You are waiting for you for the coffin! ..-

And he prepared with honor to meet death in a terrible puchin. However, it happened completely different.

From nowhere to take, from the water, a large fish was emerged and a soldier swallowed with MiG with his gun.

Oh, how dark and closely was in the stomach in the fish, darker than under the bridge, more closely than in the box! But the tin soldier and here held steadfast. He pulled out his entire growth and squeezed his rifle even stronger. So he lay down for quite a long time.

Suddenly, the fish was noticed from side to the side, began to dive, wriggle, jump and finally froze.

The soldier could not understand what happened. He prepared to courageously meet new tests, but it was still dark and quiet around.

And suddenly like lightning flashed in the dark.

Then it became completely light, and someone shouted:

That's so thing! Tin soldier!

And it was what: Fish was caught, brought to the market, and then she fell into the kitchen. The kitchen resolve her with a big shiny knife and saw a tin soldier. She took it with two fingers and suffered into the room.

The whole house came down to look at a wonderful traveler. The soldier was put on the table, and suddenly - what only miracles do not happen in the world! "He saw the same room, the same boy, the same window, from which he flew to the street ... There were the same toys around around, and among them the cardboard palace was touched, and a beautiful dancer was on the threshold. She stood still on one leg, highly raising another. This is called durability!

Suddenly, one of the boys - the smallest - grabbed a tin soldier and threw him right into the stove. Probably, he was trying to have an evil Tabacakerki troll.

But in the fire, he kept himself straight, firmly squeezed his gun and did not reduce his eyes with a beautiful dance. And dance looked at him. And the soldier felt melting ...

On the other day, the maid began to strain the ash stove and found a small rocket of tin, similar to a heart, and a burnt, black, like coal, brooch.

It was all that remained from the resistant tin soldier and beautiful dance.