Soul of a star. A fairy tale for fast falling asleep and good dreams. Sleepy Tales

In one completely non-fabulous city, there lived a girl named Sonita. She was obedient and cheerful, and only in the evenings she became capricious, not wanting to go to bed. And then she tossed and turned from side to side for a long time before falling asleep. In the morning, mom and dad asked their daughter what she saw in a dream, but Sonita could never remember what she dreamed about.
“Oh, I just went to bed in vain,” the girl sighed.
Mom hugged and comforted her daughter:
“Maybe it's for the best. Suddenly the dream was terrible - then it's not worth remembering it.
“And I never dream of anything. So now I don't go to sleep at all? Papa said sadly.
One day, my grandmother came to visit. In the evening, when her parents were putting Sonita to bed, her grandmother wished her sweet dreams.
“Thanks, grandma, but I don’t want to fall asleep.” In the morning I still don’t remember what I dreamed about, and I don’t know if my dream was sweet or unsweetened, ”the granddaughter said upset.
Grandma smiled mysteriously.
“You, sweetheart, need to get into Snoring, the magical land of dreams, and talk to the snorers. They know exactly where your dreams go in the morning.
- Snorers?! Sonita was surprised. - Who are they? I never heard anything about them.
“Oh, they are little fluffy creatures. The dreams we see are their doing! When night falls on the earth, millions of snorers take dream pollen and go to the sleeping people.
Why do we need this pollen? - Sonya became very interested.
“According to fairy tales, when we sleep, snorers fly to us and sprinkle us with dream pollen. We breathe it in and we dream.
- Great! And how to get to Khrapuniya? If it’s far away, mom and dad won’t let me go there.
“My dear,” grandmother smiled, “this country is far and at the same time close. Close your eyes and fall asleep. Only in a dream can you get into it.
Sonita kissed her grandmother, straightened her pillow and went to bed. She was very eager to see the snorers and their magical land as soon as possible, so she immediately fell asleep ...

— Where am I? The girl opened her eyes and was surprised. - Really in the land of dreams?
Everything around was so surprisingly airy, and the grass crunched gently underfoot. Sonita went up to a small house and, tearing off a piece from its wall, put it in her mouth.
- Yes, it's cotton candy! the girl exclaimed.
Everything here was made of colored cotton candy: houses, trees, flowers and even a lamppost. Sonita was very fond of cotton candy, only her parents rarely allowed her this delicacy. Dad said that teeth deteriorate from sweets, and mom said that the figure. But this is a dream! So, neither the figure nor the teeth will suffer. Sonita began to taste everything. Soon there was nothing left that the girl had not bitten. Everywhere were traces of her little teeth.
Sonita ate cotton candy and plopped down on the soft sugar grass. True, the sweet girl was terribly thirsty.
Where can I get drunk here?
Before Sonita had time to think about it, she was already floating in a boat along a multi-colored river. On one side, a cotton candy town remained, on the other, streams descended from beautiful mountains in waterfalls. Each waterfall has its own color. Sonita swam up to the first, bright orange, scooped from it with her palms and drank.
- It's my favorite Orange juice! the girl rejoiced.
The next waterfall turned out to be strawberry compote. The boat sailed on, and Sonita drank from each new stream. To her amazement, there were fizzy streams, and even a green tea-flavored stream, which her mother loved so much.

“Oh, here’s another chocolate candy,” the girl said. And then her boat landed on the shore, which was strewn with shiny smooth pebbles.
Sonita went ashore and picked up one. A minute later, the pebble in her hand began to melt. There were traces of chocolate on the fingers. Blimey! All the stones were different - some of milk chocolate, some of the black. Most of all, Sonita liked the pebbles with nuts and fruit filling.
“An amazing place…” thought Sonita. “Who would you like to ask how to get to Khrapuniya?” She's tired of this sweet world.
At the same moment the girl was in the forest. Sonita tried to chew on the leaves of the tree and even bit the branch. But the forest was real, and the leaves and branches tasteless.
"I've never seen people eat trees," said a voice.
Sonita turned around and saw an unknown crimson-blue animal. He looked like a funny plush toy that I wanted to squeeze and cuddle.
“I don’t eat trees, I just checked something,” the girl said, embarrassed. “Are you by any chance a snorer?”
- Not! The plush animal laughed. - I'm a softie. Let's be friends!
- Let's. Will you show me the way to the Land of Sweet Dreams?
- Of course. Swim with me. - Fuzzy pushed off the ground and, moving its paws, swam through the air between the trees.
"Wait, I can't do that!"
Sonita, without expecting it herself, took a step and suddenly floated above the ground. Floundering in the air with her arms and legs, the girl tried to catch up with her new friend. At least not to crash into a tree, Sonita thought apprehensively. But very soon she easily overtook Myagusik and even knew how to swim on her back.
So they had fun until it seemed to Sonita that they were already flying past one of the trees.
“Do you know exactly where the country of snorers is?” the girl asked suspiciously.
“I thought I knew, but it turned out that I didn’t,” the crimson-blue animal said in frustration. "But you're still going to be friends with me, aren't you?" he asked hopefully.
- Of course I will. But I really need to find the snorers. And then when I wake up, I can’t remember either you or this wonderful forest.
“Then I will take you to Wise Yo, he will help you find the way to the Land of Sweet Dreams. Only where he lives is very cold. And on the way we need to put on costumes made of butterflies.
- And what about butterflies? Sonita didn't understand.
- Let's go to. Now you will see everything.
Fuzzy sat down on the path and, as if nothing had happened, went along it into the depths of the forest. The girl followed him.
Friends went to a forest clearing, flooded with sunlight.
"Stay still and don't move," the plush animal said.
Sonita obediently stood in the center of the clearing and tried not to move. Very soon everything around rang and millions of bright colorful butterflies fluttered from the stalks of forest grass.
- How beautiful! the girl couldn't resist. But how do we put them on?
- Imagine that you are big beautiful flower, said the Fuzzy.
Sonita closed her eyes and imagined herself as a flower slowly swaying in the wind. The sun was warm. She felt light touches and barely audible flapping of wings. And when she opened her eyes, she saw that they and the plush animal were covered from head to toe with butterflies, as if dressed in exotic costumes.
- Fuzzy, and how can we get to the Wise Yo now? Sonita asked, imagining a large ice cave with icicles hanging from the ceiling.
Before the girl had time to come to her senses, she immediately found herself with her friend in this very cave. It was so cold here that even steam came out of the mouth, but the butterfly costumes reliably warmed friends.
Thanks, butterflies! I feel so good and warm! the girl rejoiced.
— Wise Yo! the Fuzzy called loudly.
“Yo-o-o-o,” came the reply.
"It's an echo, and there's no one here," Sonita said disappointedly.
"Let me tell you, if you can't see me, that's no reason to say I'm not here," came a voice from the ice cave.
- Oh sorry. I did not want to offend you.
— Wise Yo! ' Fuzzy intervened. Sonita is mine best friend. She is looking for the Land of Sweet Dreams, where snorers live, and besides you, no one can help her.
- This is true. No one knows the way there... Even I,” said Wise Yo.
“That means I’ll never find Snoring, and when I wake up I’ll forget Fuzzy, you, Wise Yo, and this wonderful butterfly costume ...” the girl was upset. The plush animal sniffed too.
“I didn’t say that,” Yo replied, ringing icicles. “Haven’t you noticed that if you think about something or want something, it immediately comes true, because this is your dream. It will have everything you want.
But the truth is: a city made of cotton candy, waterfalls from various drinks and a beach strewn with chocolate - all these were the desires of the girl. Then a forest with a plush Fuzzy, flying over the trees, a clearing where Sonita imagined herself as a flower in order to put on a costume of colorful butterflies. And finally, Wise Yo in the ice cave. Sonita realized that if she wanted to, she would find herself in the land of snorers. After all, in a dream all her wishes come true!
The girl began to imagine what the country of Khrapuniya could look like. Leaving Fuzzy with Wise Yo, she flew to a large tree, on which, instead of leaves, fluffy balls with eyes sat.
- Yes, here they are, snorers! - it dawned on the girl.
“Hello, Sonita,” one of them greeted her.
- You know me? the girl was surprised.
- Yes. It is I who fly into your house at night and shower everyone in your family with the pollen of dreams. Everyone except big man. He snores so terribly, and I am very afraid of him.
- This is my dad. It’s understandable why he doesn’t dream anything, ”Sonita sighed. - Dear snorer, please tell me where dreams go in the morning and what needs to be done to remember them.
- You don't have to do anything. Just before you wake up, tell everyone who you dreamed: "Goodbye!" “Then you will definitely meet with them,” the snorer answered, and then added in a whisper: “If you suddenly dream bad dream, hurry up. Washing off the pollen of dreams, you will quickly forget about what you dreamed about.
Sonita thanked the snorer for the advice and, after saying goodbye to Fuzzy and Wise Yo, woke up.

- Mom, dad and you, granny, you won't believe it! I remember everything that I dreamed today,” Sonita joyfully began to wake everyone up.
Have you seen snorers? Grandmother asked smiling.
- Not only saw, but also learned how to remember a dream. And if dad stops snoring, he too will be sprinkled with dream pollen and dreams will return to him.
“If dad stops snoring, then dreams will return to the whole city,” mom said jokingly.
Now, when it was getting dark, the girl herself went to bed and quickly fell asleep. After all, there, in a dream, Meagusik and many other new friends were waiting for her, with whom she played and ate sweets. The world in which her friends lived, Sonita affectionately called the Land of Favorite Dreams. Do you have friends in your dream?

Elena Yadykina
A fairy tale told in a quiet hour

Story, told at quiet time

In distant, ancient times, from nowhere, an old man appeared in our country - a wizard, who was called Grandfather Sleep. Guys, you probably already guessed what his name means? That's right, this grandfather guards the sleep of girls and boys and gives them fabulous dreams.

How does he do it, you ask? Now I will tell you, listen carefully.

Grandfather - the wizard sits down on his cloud, similar to an unknown little animal and flies around all kindergartens at a quiet hour. He goes down into the children's bedroom and watches as the children go to bed. He becomes merry and joyful when he sees obedient, kind children. They rejuvenate and invigorate him with their obedience and calmness. And how grandfather grieves and mopes when he sees a mess, hears noise and din in the bedroom.

And then one day, a kind old man flew in on his cloud into one Kindergarten which is located in our city. Grandpa just got into the bedroom and sees that the children are not going to get ready for bed, although the time has long come. The children ran, threw pillows, some of them screamed and did not listen to the teacher Elena Ivanovna.

"Something wrong is going on here"- thought Son, and immediately noticed among the children his long-term buddies: Bully, Krivlyak and Shumyak.

“So that's it, the children are under the spell of disobedience, so the guys are still not in their beds,” grandfather guessed.

The teacher ran after the children, tried to calm them down and put them to bed, but all in vain, she did not succeed. And then by chance, or maybe not, Elena Ivanovna remembered Grandfather Son, about whom she told stories by her grandmother. The teacher, although she was already quite an adult, still believed with all her heart that good wizards really exist. And as soon as she thought about him, Grandfather Dream appeared before her eyes.

“I knew that you believed in me and love me very much fairy tales. Together with you, we will deal with Zabiyaka, Krivlyaka and Shumyaka. Now few children believe in simple, kind fairy tales. you need tell them that that your grandmother told you in childhood, then faith in children will return to fairy tales and spells of disobedience scatter along with the perpetrators of the disorder "- said tutor old man.

“Thank you, grandfather, for your help, I will do just that” Elena Ivanovna answered.

Despite the continued noise, she quietly sat down on a chair in the middle of the bedroom, and began her story: "In the distant, ancient times, it is not known where ..."

There are miracles in the world, as the children immediately began to calm down, calm down. All the guys lay down in their beds and listened with pleasure. fairy tale.

And what did the bastards do? They were still throwing screams, noise and confusion. But no one heard them. The spells stopped working on the children, and in a matter of seconds, Bully, Krivlyak and Shumyak disappeared.

As soon as the teacher has finished her story children regained faith in fairy tales. Then Grandfather Sleep set to his daily, beloved work. He gave every child a strong, healthy sleep. On that day, all the children dreamed of the same story about an old man - a wizard who told the kids about what could happen if the children stop believing in miracles.

When all the guys fell asleep, grandfather gave Elena Ivanovna a badge "The keeper fairy tales» , because who, if not an educator will tell kids interesting things, magical fairy tales.

After a quiet hour, Elena Ivanovna invited the children to draw a wizard they saw in a dream. With great pleasure and diligence, the children fulfilled the request of the teacher. The teacher folded the drawings and wrapped them as a gift, putting them in the corner of the bedroom. She knew that the one to whom the gift belongs would definitely see it tomorrow and be happy.

Tale of "sleepy" little men

Once in kindergarten, a magical story happened to the boy Vanya.

In the afternoon, the children went for a walk as always. They ran, played, swung on a swing and had fun. But when they returned to the group, they found that all their toys, books, sketchbooks and pencils were gone.

“Ah,” the teacher Anna Sergeevna was upset. - How are we going to play now, what are we going to draw with, what are we going to read? What happened here?

The children quietly undressed and talked:

Maybe it was the aliens? - said the girl Masha, unbuttoning her jacket. - They came to us from a planet where there are no books and toys, so they took everything!

“No,” the boy Kolya answered her, unlacing his boots. - This evil wolf came running from the forest while we were away and ate everything.

“Ha,” the smartest girl Galya entered into an argument. - This is not a wolf, he would choke on felt-tip pens!

- Maybe there was strong wind, he ran into our toys and blew them away! Misha suggested.

“Look, look,” Vanya shouted and pointed to the farthest corner of the room. There appeared a small round door, which was not there before. It was decorated with a bizarre pattern that changed all the time, as if alive.

The children ran up to her and began to look at her. At that moment, the door opened slightly, and a small purple man appeared from there. He was wearing a purple caftan, a purple hat, purple pointy slippers, purple velvet pants. Even the hair that was visible from under the hat was purple. He looked at the children with small angry violet eyes, snatched the bucket from Masha's hands and disappeared behind the door.

- Oh, - Masha was upset, - it was my favorite bucket!

Just then, another man appeared from the door. It was emerald green. With green hair, in a green coat, green shoes, with small evil green eyes. He looked at the children and grabbed the entire bag of toys that the teacher took with her to the street. Once! And the little thief hid behind a mysterious door.

“Wow,” the children gasped in unison.

“So they drag everything from us,” Vanya said thoughtfully. – Where did they come from? We need to figure it out.

And he bravely opened the door. It was dark there, only in the distance flashed multi-colored lanterns.

Don't go there, they might eat you! Masha whimpered.

“But we must return our things,” Vanya answered and stepped into the darkness.

As soon as the door closed behind him, a bright light flared up. sunlight, and the boy found himself on a wide orange road that led to a huge blue city, hidden behind a high wall of shiny blue stones. Fancy blue turrets soared into the sky, above which fluttered blue flags.

Bright red mushrooms grew along the road. They were alive and silently blinked their eyes, looking at Vanya.

“Wow, how interesting it is here,” Vanya said and went to the blue city.

As he approached the gate, it creaked and released a little yellow man. The little man ran past Vanya and disappeared from sight.

- Oh, - Vanya was frightened. “But how can I get home, there is no door.

Indeed, the orange road seemed endless and went beyond the horizon. But, since the little men got into the kindergarten, it means that he will be able to return, Vanya decided, and boldly opened the city gates.

Right in front of the entrance there was a huge square. On it fussed, muttered, shouted and cursed multi-colored little men. Nobody paid any attention to Vanya.

Where can I find our toys? he asked himself.

"Hi," came a voice in his ear. – What is your problem?

Vanya turned his head and saw that a tiny motley bird was sitting on his shoulder. The bird smiled and winked at him with one eye and then the other.

“Yes, trouble,” Vanya confirmed. - The little people took away all our toys, paints, pencils and books! Do you happen to know where I can find them?

You won't find them! - the bird chirped. - You can't bring them back.

– How is it possible?

Do you really want everything back? the bird asked.

“Of course,” Vanya confirmed. “I came here for this.

- Well, then listen!

And the bird told an amazing story.

A long time ago, there were children in the world who did not want to sleep during the day. No matter how much their parents tell them that daytime sleep gives strength and health, that those who sleep during the day grow faster and get sick less, their children did not listen! They stopped sleeping during the day, which means they stopped seeing wonderful childhood dreams. And where to go to dreams that no one has seen? So they began to turn into multi-colored little men. But, since the dreams were very offended that the children did not see them, they began to turn into evil little men! The little people were very offended by the children and took from them what the children loved so much: books, toys and pencils. As soon as somewhere in the quiet hour someone did not sleep, new little men appeared in the Colored Country, they showed the way to the inhabitants of the Blue City, and they began to walk in turn and pick up toys.

- If you want the little men to stop being angry and return everything, all the children in your group must sleep soundly during the day!

“Understood,” Vanya shouted and ran away from the city. He ran for a long time along the orange road along the red mushrooms, and every now and then he came across colorful little men towards him. Finally he saw a neat, even circle in the middle of the road. As soon as he stepped on it, he found himself in the darkness in front of a round door. Vanya carefully opened it and entered the room. The children were already in their beds, but, as usual, did not sleep. They twirled, giggled and frolicked. Nobody slept.

“Listen to what I will tell you,” Vanya hurried.

When he finished his magical story, the children immediately closed their eyes and obediently fell asleep. Vanya also undressed and lay down in his place. He dreamed of the Blue City, full of merry men. They tossed up their multicolored hats and waved their hands at him.

And when the quiet hour ended, and the children woke up, all the toys were in place.

TALE ABOUT NIGHT FEARS

It was getting dark outside, a warm spring evening was coming. The sparrows were tired of fighting and wearily chirped, settling down to sleep on the branches of an old birch. The sun was gently lowering behind the city, comfortably wrapping itself in pink clouds. Soon the moon will appear in the sky, the stars will shine in tiny droplets and everyone will fall asleep. Only Alyosha will spin in his bed and cry with fear.

Alyosha is a very good and obedient boy, he is not a coward at all. He always helps the little ones, does not offend the weak and stands up for his friends. But at night an evil wizard flies to him and turns all the things in his room into scary and dangerous objects.

One evening, Alyosha, as always, did not let his mother go for a long time, crying and not allowing him to turn off the light. Mom patted him on the head and turned on a small nightlight above Alyosha's bed.

As soon as my mother left the room, the usual transformations began. First, the evil wizard hid fear behind a cloud of the moon. The street immediately became dark. Then fear tapped on the window pane with an old birch branch. Alyosha cringed and pulled the blanket up to his chin. Fear flew across the room and enveloped everything in a magical dark cloud. The closet turned into an evil giant, angrily gleaming with two eyes on his stomach. Alyosha's toys: bears, cars and robots were turned by a magical cloud of darkness into terrible monsters who stared terribly at Alyosha and whispered something. A terrible white spot crawled across the ceiling. It crept closer and closer to the trembling boy. Fear crawled under the bed and lurked there.

- Who is there? Alyosha whispered in horror.

- It's me - a sleepy dwarf, - the pillow answered and moved.

Suddenly the pillow jumped aside, and Alyosha saw a tiny dwarf.

- Fu, how stuffy it is to sit there! grumbled the dwarf, smoothing out the wrinkles on his jacket.

- Why did you go there? Alyosha asked politely. He was glad to have someone to talk to. Alyosha was very much afraid that the dwarf would disappear, and that Fear would come out again and begin its sorcery.

“I always sit there when you go to bed,” the dwarf replied. “I told you I was a sleepy dwarf. I bring children dreams: different fairy tales and happy holidays. But you're bothering me because you don't want to sleep. Lie down, I have prepared a new wonderful fairy tale for you. Today we will fly on a magic swan.

"I can't sleep," Alyosha sobbed. - The evil wizard Fear is sitting under my bed, he has bewitched everything around, see for yourself!

- I do not see! the gnome was surprised. He looked under the bed and waved magic wand. Silver stars in a cheerful ringing stream, giggling and pushing, climbed into the darkness.

- There is not anyone! There is not anyone! - heard from under the bed their sonorous voices.

The merry stars folded into a small silver butterfly and began to flutter around the room. First, they sat on the shoulder of a terrible giant with eyes on his stomach, showered him with silvery dust, and Alyosha saw that in fact it was an old wardrobe, and he had no eyes on his stomach. These are round pens.

Then the star butterfly flew over to the window sill and showered it with luminous sparks. Alyosha saw that in reality it was not Fear knocking at his door, but a birch branch on which sparrows were sleeping sweetly.

The butterfly flapped its wings, the wind rose and blew away the dark cloud that covered the moon and stars. The room immediately brightened up.

The butterfly circled over Alyosha and sat down on a shelf with terrible monsters, and Alyosha saw that in fact they were his toys. They smiled merrily at him, their plastic eyes gleaming fervently.

Butterfly last time fluttered its wings and crumbled into small stars, whirling in a cheerful round dance around the dwarf.

“You see,” the sleepy dwarf giggled, carefully collecting small stars into a magic wand. When he touched the last star and it disappeared, Alyosha asked:

- And what are these white spots that crawled along the ceiling.

- It's headlights. Some people work at night, they drive by, and curious headlights look into the windows of houses. Because it's dark and boring outside at night. So they run along the ceiling in other people's rooms. They light up the darkest corners and help little boys see that there is no Fear. Now go to sleep faster, you and I need to see long long dream. You don't want it to break off in the morning interesting place?

- And if I fall asleep now, will I have time to watch it to the end? Alyosha got excited.

“Of course,” the dwarf nodded importantly. “Only if you fall asleep right now.” And for the future, promise me that you will fall asleep on time. I will give you a magic spell. Say it every time before going to bed, then no one will be able to get into your room at night, except for me and my mother.

- What spell? Alyosha asked.

The dwarf straightened his hat, stood up and whispered:

Clap your hands: bang bang!

Like a balloon burst fear!

Byaki-buki, well, shoo!

Baby is not afraid of you!

- Do you remember?

“Yes,” muttered Alyosha, falling asleep. - Thank you. And now I want to see a dream.

“Well, look,” the dwarf waved his magic wand, and Alyosha fell asleep soundly. All night he watched a wonderful fairy-tale dream.

Since then, Alyosha always repeated a magic spell before going to bed and calmly fell asleep, and the sleepy dwarf showed him wonderful tales.

DRY TALE

Once upon a time there was a boy Deniska. He went one evening to magical forest. He walked and walked along a narrow path, and came to a huge magical clearing. All the inhabitants of the magical meadow were getting ready for bed. Beautiful colorful flowers folded their petals and closed their eyes. Pink, blue and yellow butterflies hid at night in the green silk grass to sleep and in the morning again flutter over fragrant flowers. Multi-colored birds nestled comfortably on the branches of the trees that surrounded this fabulous clearing. In the hollow of an old oak tree, with a soft fluffy tail under its head, a red squirrel fell asleep. And under the roots of a tall, tall birch, a little mouse drank tea before going to bed. A merry blue brook flowed through a magical clearing. He quietly murmured and lulled the colorful fish, who were tired of playing and, together with everyone else, were waiting for the night to come. They hid among the multi-colored pebbles that adorned the bottom of the stream. Bright red flew up to Deniska Ladybug and sat on his arm:

- Deniska-Deniska, why aren't you sleeping yet. Come on, I'll lay you down.

“I don’t want to,” Deniska said. - I haven't played enough yet.

- Deniska, look around! whispered Ladybug. - Look, there is no one to play with, everyone goes to bed. It's time for magical dreams. Nobody wants to be late. You don't like being late for cartoons either, do you? And dreams are even more interesting, so everyone tries to fall asleep on time.

“I also want to see magical dreams,” said Deniska.

“Then come with me,” Ladybug smiled.

She led the boy Deniska to a large, very large chamomile, laid him on a soft yellow center and covered him with delicate white petals. Then Ladybug flew onto a green blade of grass, covered herself with a plantain leaf and also closed her eyes. Everyone was asleep, and only at the edge of the magical clearing did the nightingale sing its lullaby.

The sun looked at the sleeping clearing, smiled at the nightingale and whispered to the moon:

- Moon! Everyone has already fallen asleep, it’s time for me too, come shine instead of me and bring, please, more fabulous dreams for the boy Deniska.

With these words, the sun dived into a soft fluffy cloud behind the forest and fell asleep sweetly there, and the moon swam up into the sky and lit one by one the magic stars. Each star was the mistress of some magical dream. They extended their thin rays to the sleeping fish, and the fish had magical dreams about a delicious dancing bun and about a singing blue stream. A thin ray climbed into the hollow to the red squirrel, gently touched her fluffy tail, and she had a dream about magic nuts that played hide and seek, danced, and then jumped into her mouth. A fabulous ray climbed half the leaf where Ladybug was sleeping, gently touched her wing, and she dreamed of a delightful flower with large blue petals. On each of its petals stood a cup of nectar or sweet pollen. The stars gave the tiny birds funny dreams about tasty yellow grains. A cowardly bunny, hiding under a bush, dreamed of a sweet carrot the size of a bear: she cheerfully shook her green tail and sang a lullaby to him. And the tiniest star went down into the hole to the little mouse and gave her a dream about delicious, delicious cheese.

The moon carefully looked to see if everyone had enough dreams and, making sure that everyone was happy, and some were smiling sweetly, she went down to Deniska and gave him the most wonderful, most beautiful, most fabulous dream. Such dreams she gave only obedient and good boys who closed their eyes and fell asleep together with all the inhabitants of the fabulous meadow.

sleepy tale

The fairy-night sits on the throne,

The stars are bright in the crown

Cloak of blue silence

And in a magic bag - dreams!

We'll close our eyes

We will dream of fairy tales.

Mouse dream about yellow cheese

Red cat - about kefir,

Laughing Monkeys

They will see a dream about bananas.

The foal dreams of a meadow,

A puppy is a reliable friend.

A hedgehog will find a mushroom in a dream,

The wolf will fall into the pantry,

Will get to stocks:

And eat and drink.

Butterflies dream of bouquets,

Girls dream of candy

Boys dream of cars

And the Snow Maiden - snowflakes.

Piglet dreams of a puddle

A warm stove dreams of a cold,

The brush is dreaming of pictures,

Dream of a vase of tangerines,

The teapot is dreaming of tea leaves,

And the envelope dreams of a stamp.

In a round dance dreams are spinning

And they lie down in our beds.

Lullaby

Night with a warm blanket

Covered my little one

Tucked in from all sides

Brought a sweet dream.

Beyond the seas the sun sleeps.

Mom sits next to me.

Bye-bye-bye-bye.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Gently shines from the window

Round apple moon.

The stars dance

Waiting for the baby to fall asleep.

Eyes sleep and cheeks sleep

Tired kids.

Eyelashes and palms sleep

Sleep tummies and legs.

And tiny ears

Sweetly dozing on the pillow.

The curls are sleeping, the hands are sleeping,

Only noses sniffle.

Sleep, my joy, sleep

Sleep, my joy, sleep.
The lights went out in the house
No door creaks
The mouse is sleeping behind the stove.
The birds fell asleep in the garden
The fish fell asleep in the pond.
Close your eyes rather
Sleep, my joy, sleep.

Everything in the house was quiet for a long time,
It's dark in the room, in the kitchen.
The moon shines in the sky
The moon looks out the window.
Someone sighed behind the wall
What do we care, dear?
Close your eyes rather
Sleep, my joy, sleep.

Sweetly my chick lives:
No worries, no worries
Plenty of toys, sweets,
Lots of fun stuff.
Hurry up to get everything
If only the baby did not cry!
May it be like this all day long!
Sleep, my joy, sleep!
Sleep... Sleep...

Lullaby of the Bear
Spoon stirring snow
The night is big
What are you, stupid, do not sleep?
Your neighbors are sleeping
White bears,
Sleep well, baby.

We are floating on the ice
As on a brigantine
On the grey-haired seas.
And all night neighbors -
star bears
Shine on distant ships.

Lullabies about cats

And the cats are grey,
And the tails are white
They ran through the streets
They ran through the streets
They collected sleep and slumber,
They collected sleep and slumber,
Come sleep the cat
Yes, come baby swing.
And I'm for you, cat,
I will pay for the work.
ladies jug of milk
Let me give you a piece of the pie.
Eat something, cat, do not crumble
Don't ask me for more.

Gulyonki

Lyuli, lyuli lyulenki
The gulls have arrived
Ghouls sat on the bed
The ghouls began to coo,
The ghouls began to coo,
They began to swing Dashenka,
They began to swing Dashenka,
Dasha began to fall asleep.

Meditative tales for falling asleep

gnome

(Vera Spiranskaya)

The light is slowly fading away. The stars are shining in the dark sky. There are many, many. But only one shines so brightly and gently on you. After all, every man has his own star. You have it too. A little gnome lives on it. This is your Gnome. He has kind eyes and gentle little hands. White beard, and a cap on his head. Blue, pink, yellow ... How many stars in the sky, so many colors. At the end of the cap is a tiny silver bell. The blouse is belted with a strap, and the buckle shimmers with a mysterious moonlight. And on the feet - shoes with gold bows.

You go to bed. The head touches the pillow, and your star extends its rays towards you. This is a star ladder, along which your Gnome hurries to you.

Do you hear? Top-top-top... This Gnome is hurrying up the starry staircase towards you. And his shoes bring you sleep, turning your pillow into a soft white cloud. It gently rocks you on the rays of your star.

The little hands of the Gnome gently stroke your head, eyes, cheeks. He loves you, whispers softly in your ear all night good tales. Quietly. Only you. After all, this is your Gnome. He tells how during the day your little star bathes in the golden rays of the Good Sun. What kind magic flowers grow in his garden of stars, how many sunbeams run through their petals. What fabulous songs are sung by his friends - birds. With what love and care he looks after you all day! And how patiently it waits for the evening to come down to you from the star, to hear your breath, to feel the warmth of your skin... And to talk, talk to you...

And in the morning, when the star hides in the magical threads of the sun, only the quiet ringing of a silver bell will tell you: “I am here, I am waiting for you, I am keeping you, I love you.”

"Sleep"

Get comfortable in your bed so that you feel cozy and warm.

Your breathing is getting quieter and quieter. The dream will hear it and come.

On the right, the dream of the right barrel will come to you, on the left - of the left, and right towards you, slowly, a dream floats, which will cover you with a warm fog, like a blanket, when you fall asleep. Close your eyes and look at your straight, straight road to sleep.

On the right, “smoothing dreams” come. They smooth the face on the smooth pillow and the right side on the smoothed sheet. The barrel gets bigger and warmer, your warm body melts and spreads down and to the sides.

On the left, "dreams-gazing" come. Colored pictures come and go out inside you. They go deep into the dullness, into peace, into the fog. Peace and fog cover your eyes. Your left side gets bigger and warmer, your body melts and spreads, melts and spreads down and to the sides.

And when you fall asleep on your back, peace comes to you both to the right and to the left, from the head and from the legs, and from above and below. The bed is getting softer and softer.

Sleep, my dear.

On all roads, sleep hurries to you. Along the smallest paths, ants drag the straw of today's dream. Warm streams of dreams flow towards you, and you absorb them and overflow with a warm lake of sleep. You spill more and more, and more and more sleepy streams flow into you.

Forest animals bring you good dreams along animal paths. And their dreams, like themselves, are fluffy and warm.

On the roads where people walk and cars drive, along the streets, streets, avenues and roads, dreams come and go to you, go and swim.

Dreams descend on parachutes from above and arrive in balloons, clouds float, and each cloud has its own fairy tale. And you fly like a cloud in a dream. Without weight, at rest, clean, cool.

This is the happiness that only a dream can give you. Sleep, my dear. Suddenly a dream will show you some other way?

In a dream, you can see whoever you want. You just need to sleep well. Not only at home, but also on the train, plane, bus.

Sleep moves cities, and the more you sleep, the closer they are.

It's so good to sleep at the beginning of any road, on the road, and even when the crib is in place. Let's go to sleep and see where your dream takes you.

Sleep, my dear.

A small puppy sat in a clearing and barked loudly:
- WOF WOF!
Striped heard him.
"Why are you barking so loudly?" asked the striped puppy.
- I'm lost.
- Oh, how did you get lost?
“I ran after a sunbeam and didn’t notice how I ran away from home,” said the puppy.
“Then we need to help you get home!”
"But how can I do it?"
- I don’t know ... let’s go to the hedgehog, he’s smart!
And they went to the hedgehog.
The hedgehog listened to the puppy and said:
“Dogs have a very good sense of smell. Didn't your mom tell you?
“She said something, but I didn’t listen to her,” said the puppy and began to cry.
“Try to sniff the air, don’t you smell familiar smells?” suggested the hedgehog.
The puppy sniffed.
— Somewhere smells of sausage. My dad loves this sausage.
And the Puppy ran to the smell of sausage and soon ran to his house.
- Hooray! I'm home! Thank you, hedgehog and striped.
The puppy was very tired, so he lay down in his bed, on his pillow, covered himself with a blanket, closed his eyes and fell asleep. And of course I ended up in Zasypandia and saw a kind and cheerful dream.

Added audio version of the fairy tale 03/12/2013

The striped tiger cub woke up in the morning and decided to look for the treasure. He went to his friend Frog.
- Frog, let's go look for a treasure! - said Stripe.
- What is a treasure? asked the Frog.
Well, this is what everyone is looking for, I guess.
In fact, Striped Piglet did not know what a treasure was, but he read a lot about it in books.
- And let's take the Hedgehog, the three of us are more fun, - suggested the Frog and they went to the Hedgehog.
— Ooooh! Treasure. I heard there's a treasure underneath big tree on a green meadow, - said the hedgehog.
And the friends went to the big tree. They walked around him once, then another. But the treasure was nowhere to be found.
Squirrel was sitting on the top of the tree.
- What are you doing here? she asked.
- Looking for treasure.

The striped whale sat on the shore of the lake and looked at the sky. A bird flew across the sky, spreading its beautiful wings.
Why don't I have wings and why can't I fly through the sky? thought Stripe.
And he imagined him flying across the sky and flapping his striped wings.
All day, Stripe thought about it. And when evening came, he began to prepare for the journey to Zasypandia: he brushed his teeth, lay down on his bed, covered himself with a blanket and closed his eyes. As soon as he got to Zasypandia, he rushed to the Bells.
— Please… I really want to fly over Zasypandia!
The bluebells smiled and gave him striped wings. And the happy tiger cub flew over the green fields, bright meadows and waved its striped wings.
And as soon as he thought: “But how can I go down?”, He woke up in his bed.
— I also want to fly over Zasypandia tomorrow! he thought.

Added audio version of the fairy tale 03/11/2013

Once the Striped Whale went to his relatives at the Zoo. He was met by Uncle Tiger, Aunt Tigress and their son - tiger cub Bosik. Oh, and the Striped and Barefoot played merrily. They jumped over streams, threw pebbles into the water and played catch-up. But the evening came, and it was necessary to go to bed. Bosik immediately became capricious:
I don't want to sleep, I don't want to!
Aunt Tigress persuaded Bosya:
- Everyone needs to sleep so that in the morning there is a lot of energy for new games.
"Don't you want to go to Zasypandia?" - asked Striped.
- What is Zasypandia? Bosik was surprised.
Oh, it's a magical land! Good cheerful bells live in it, which give good dreams! - answered Stripe.

The striped whale was walking around the field and saw a sad little zebra. Little Zebra chewed grass.
“Hello, little zebra!” said the Stripe.
“Hello, tiger cub!” replied the zebra.
- My name is Striped. And you?
- I'm Zina. Nice to meet you.
Then Zina raised her eyes to Stripe.
— Oh, you're striped too! Zina was surprised.
Yes, all tigers are striped.
But, zebras have more stripes! Zina said.
- Why did you decide this? - Asked the Striped Stripe and suggested: “Let's measure who has more stripes!”
- Let's! How are we going to measure?

It has been raining all day today. Striped and Hedgehog sat on a bench under an umbrella and were sad. The Frog jumped past them.
- Why are you sitting so sad? asked the Frog.
"Because it's raining," said Stripe.
Let's catch the rain! suggested the Frog.
And they went to catch the rain. First we decided to catch the rain in a bowl. But the rain, falling into the bowl, became a puddle. Then the friends decided to catch the rain with a sieve: this is how the rain was caught, but did not turn into a puddle, but dripped merrily. When friends got tired of catching the rain, they thought: “How can I stop the rain?”.
When the rain stops, a rainbow appears. So you need to find a rainbow! - friends decided and went to the edge of the forest. And when they came to the edge of the forest, the rain stopped.
The striped, the Hedgehog and the Frog sat and looked at the rainbow. Beautiful, colorful! So they admired the rainbow until it got dark, and the stars appeared in the sky, and they had to go home.
At home they had supper, brushed their teeth, washed themselves, lay down in their beds and closed their eyes. And of course they ended up in Zasypandia, and kind bells showed them dreams about a rainbow.