Ванда Петрова - The adventures of little Zaryanichka!

I – zelonyy v trave!

Zolotoy na – listve!

My – krasivey tsvetov!

Kapli iz – rodnikov!

My pod svetom Zari

Alym svetom gorim!

My zhivom na – tsvetakh!

Na – trave, na – kustakh!

My – chastichki vody

Na iskristykh volnakh!

V rodnikakh!

V rodnikakh!

V rodnikakh …

V rodnikakh …

My – krasivey tsvetov!

Kapli iz – rodnikov!

My pod svetom Zari

Alym svetom gorim!

V rodnikakh!

V rodnikakh!

V rodnikakh …

The grass rustled at the spring and a small hedgehog came down to the water from the grass and froze at the spring, only quietly sniffing with its tiny nose.

On the road that led to the forest, the first berries and mushroom pickers with lukoshkami (with baskets) appeared. And they also stopped and, putting their palms to the eyes with their visor, looked at the Morning Dawn …

The dew under the scarlet morning sky flashed with all shades, from purple-red to pale pink, in the shadow it shone with emerald …

Song of the morning dew.

We are the dew on the grass

The colors of the scarlet Dawn!

On flowers, on foliage,

We are everywhere, everywhere!

Zarya and I are getting up!

We are the dew on the grass

The colors of the scarlet Dawn!

On flowers, on foliage,

We are everywhere, everywhere …

Pesnya utrenney rosy.

My – rosa na trave,

Tsveta aloy Zari!

Na tsvetakh, na listve,

My – povsyudu, vezde!

My s Zaroyu vstayem!

My – rosa na trave,

Tsveta aloy Zari!

Na tsvetakh, na listve,

My – povsyudu, vezde …

Every blade of grass, every leaf and every petal of a flower sparkled and shimmered with morning paints under the scarlet sky of the ascended Morning Dawn.

Morning Dawn touched the cool morning sky azure, but more than ever, flared up to the joy of the whole world.

The full moon was almost hiding behind the mountain, but stopped, she admired the Morning Dawn, the wonder of nature is beautiful!

Get up people, animals, birds, fish! Do not overlook the amazing gift presented to you by the generous mother-nature – the sunrise of the Morning Dawn!

And where is the little daughter of the Morning Dawn – Zaryanichka?

The Morning Dawn sings the song of Life for the whole world, the Moon has gone beyond the mountain. The sky looks at the Morning Dawn – admires her, everyone is listening to the song of the Morning Dawn …

Who looks after the little Zaryanichka so that nothing bad happens to her?

We will find out about this very soon in the next second chapter of this book.

Extended meaning of some words in the first chapter:

– Morning Dawn– Mother of little Zaryanichka in the mythology of the book;

– On the road leading to the forest, the first berries and mushroom pickers with baskets appeared– those who are going to pick berries and mushrooms;

– Lukoshko(with lukoshkami– plural, a lot of people and each person has his own lukoshko) – basket, made of thin willow branches or from branches suitable for this flexible bush.

Preface to the second chapter.

In this chapter, for the first time readers will get acquainted with the baby Zaryanichka – baby daughter Morning Dawn.

Zaryanichka is still next to her mother, Morning Dawn. Around Zaryanichki pink clouds that resemble a pink fluff flamingos. The last sparks from night stars and comets fly by …

Here is the last tiny night sparks flies not far from Zaryanichka. Zaryanichka stretches behind this tiny sparks, but at this time she herself falls …

At this time, no one looks at little Zaryanichka, everyone is busy with their own business. And Zaryanichka begins its flight to Earth.

And the first one to meet her on her journey is the evil Black Purga. Black Purga hates mother Zaryanichki, Morning Dawn, because when the Morning Dawn appears, becomes light the prominent evil deeds of Black Purga.

People do not like Black Purga, but people love the Morning Dawn and this also makes Black Purgu angry.

Seeing Zaryanichka flying from the sky, Black Purga grabs her and shoves her into her sleeve, where it is very cold. Black Purga wants to destroy the little daughter of the Morning Dawn Zaryanchka so that the Morning Dawn from grief turns pale, does not sing the Song of Life any more, so that it becomes dark and no one would see the evil deeds of Black Purga.

What happens to Zaryanichka further, read in the next third chapter of this book.

Beginning of the second chapter.

The Morning Dawn spreads across the sky blue with scarlet flashes – wings, is poured by a gentle enchanting Song of Life, glorifies the arrival of Morning, the beginning of a new Day, the rising of the Sun!

Song of the Morning Dawn!

A-a-a-a-a …

Wake up, Earth, from the mists

Up the silk birch braids,

Face wash with spring water,

Soon the sun will rise in the blue above …

Glorifies Morning Dawn Life on Earth, glorifies Life in the whole moonlit world …

For guys and flowers,

For all children and flowers,

For a blade of grass any …

A-a-a-a-a …

Pesnya Utrenney Zari!

A-a-a …

Prosypaysya, Zemlya, ot tumanov i ros,

Zapletay, pribiray shelk berezovykh kos,

Lik svoy divnyy omoy klyuchevoyu vodoy,

Skoro Solntse vzoydet v vyshine goluboy

Dlya rebyat i tsvetov,

Dlya zverey i ptentsov,

Dlya travinki lyuboy …

I dlya vstrechi s toboy,

Dorogaya Zemlya,

A-a-a …

And there-there, at Horizon itself, on the stretching scarlet train of the mother’s clothes in scarlet mists similar to the flamingo's fluff, the little daughter of Morning Dawn – Zaryanichka.

Clouds, like the wings of a flamingo, float near Zaryanichka, touching it with their light edges. Clouds invite Zaryanichka on journey …

Song of the Clouds

Are flying, Zaryanichka, with us,

With fluffy clouds!

Under the sun, there is a warm wind!

From there all Seen!

Rivers, forests, lakes,

Villages, fields and mountains …

We have been friends with the winds for a long time …

Fly, Zaryanichka, with us …

Pesnya Oblakov

Letim. Zaryanichka, s nami,

S pushistymi oblakami,

Pod Solntse, tam toplyy veter,

Ottuda nam vso na svete

Vidno, kak na ladoshke,

Slovno griby v lukoshke,

Reki, lesa, ozora,

Sola, polya i gory …

My druzhim davno s vetrami …

Letim, Zaryanichka, s nami …

But Zaryanichke good and joyful next to her mother – Morning Dawn. And white fluffy clouds float on past Zaryanichka …

Coming out of the pink sky, the clouds gradually becoming white again, but this is already far from Zaryanichki. And around Zaryanichki all the clouds are pink, like the wings of pink flamingos.

Late stars becoming sparkling tiny lights in the pink color of the sky and clouds. Everything around is filled with a sense of peace and the joy of starting a new day.

While playing, Zaryanichka takes a scarlet fog in her hands and throws into the sky …

Fun and joyful Zaryanichka next to his mother, with a gentle sky.

The sky is painted in scarlet! Morning of a new Day! And Morning also welcomes the Morning Dawn …

Morning Dawn Greetings!

Greetings,

New Day, Dawn!

Your clear warm light!

Scarlet life color!

And your beauty!

To you, Dawn, I sing

The voices of birds …

Privetstviye Utrenney Zare!

Privetstvuyu tebya,

Dnya novogo, Zarya!

Tvoy yasnyy toplyy svet!

Tvoy alyy zhizni tsvet!

I krasotu tvoyu!

Tebe, Zarya, poyu

Ya golosami ptits …

And heard the call of Morning, the nightingales whistled and snapped …

All feathered inhabitants of the Earth chirped …

Chok! Chok!

Chok! Chick …!

So, she plays, Zaryanichka moves further and further away from her mother, laughing and frolicking on the edge of her spacious mother's clothes.

The heavens listened to the wondrous singing, admired the Morning Dawn, which raised its scarlet arms – wings, red flame spread over the transparent blue, and did not notice how little Zaryanichka reached the last flying spark. Mom's clothes slipped out from under Zaryanichka and Zaryanichka flew like a tiny scarlet spark …

Zaryanichka's mother, Morning Dawn, sings the Song of Life to the entire universe, does not look around and does not see what is happening there.

The sky admires Morning Dawn and does not see what is happening in the distance.

The moon is in its lunar palace. And the Moon does not see the falling Zarinichka …

The clear Sun behind a high mountain, enchanted by the singing of the Morning Dawn, does not dare to set foot on the mountain, so as not to drown out the light of the Morning Dawn with bright rays.

No one sees that Zaryanichka is falling and there is no one to save her …

And Zaryanichka already flies over the Earth in jets of morning fresh air, where at this time of the year there are frosts and blizzards, where the evil Black Blizzard is raging!

But there were also snow whirlwinds, they loved to climb higher and higher. And there, on the frosty heights, whirlwinds of snow swirled. Long eyelashes with snow whirlwinds from frosty frost turned white, fluffy.

And snow whirlwinds fluffy from snowflakes and frost with mischief and curiosity peered into the snow cover with large (blue, gray, green …) eyes, echoing with frost and snowflakes, creating its own melody of winter …

Song of snow whirlwinds

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We are snow whirls!

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Everywhere we go,

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We all meet,

Fiu…, Fiu … Fiu …

Pesnya snezhnykh vikhrey

F'yu … F'yu … F'yu …

My – snezhnyye vikhri!

F'yu … F'yu … F'yu …

Vezde my byvayem,

F'yu … F'yu … F'yu …

Vsekh my vstrechayem,

F'yu … F'yu … F'yu …

Vso zametayem.

F'yu … F'yu … F'yu …

F'yu …

F'yu …

Snow whirlwinds carried to the melody of winter, either rising from the clouds or falling to fluffy snowdrifts.

Like swings, then up and down, Zaryanichka flies in a snow …

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Snow vortices obscure the earth and it is not known what awaits uou Zaryanichka …

What happens to Zaryanichka further, read in the next third chapter of this book.

Extended meaning of some words in the first chapter:

– Black Purga– in the narrative is the embodiment of evil deeds.

Preface to the third chapter.

Readers from the previous chapter already know that Dawn's little daughter Zaryanichka wanted to catch a flying spark and fell …

And no one sees that little Zaryanichka is no longer with them.

In this third chapter, readers will learn about the further adventures of Morning Dawn's little daughter.

Who will come to her aid and what will happen next with Zaryanichka, we read in the narration of this third chapter.