A fairy tale about a fire bird for children. The Tale of Ivan Tsarevich, the Firebird and the Gray Wolf Russian Folk Tales The Firebird and Vasilisa

Russian folk tale talks about how the Sagittarius-well done did not listen to his heroic horse and picked up the golden feather of the Firebird, and showed it to his king, then the calm life of the Sagittarius-well done ended, but in the end he married Vasilisa the princess and began to live and reign .

"Firebird and Vasilisa Tsarevna" Russian folk tale

In a certain kingdom, far away, in a faraway state, there lived a strong, mighty king. That king had a well done archer, and the young archer had a heroic horse. Once an archer rode on his heroic horse into the forest to hunt; he rides along the road, rides wide - and ran into the golden feather of the firebird: how the fire of the feather glows! The heroic horse tells him: “Do not take the golden pen; take it - you will know grief! And the good fellow thought about it - raise the pen or not? If you raise it and bring it to the king, he will generously reward; and royal mercy who is not dear?

The archer did not listen to his horse, picked up the feather of the firebird, brought it and brings it to the king as a gift. "Thanks! the king says. - Yes, if you got the feather of the firebird, then get me the bird itself; and if you don’t get it - my sword, your head off your shoulders! Sagittarius burst into bitter tears and went to his heroic horse. "What are you crying about, master?" - "The king ordered the firebird to be obtained." - “I told you: do not take a pen, you will know grief! Well, do not be afraid, do not be sad; it's not a problem yet, the trouble is ahead! Go to the king, ask that by tomorrow a hundred sacks of white-yarn wheat be scattered all over the open field. The king ordered to scatter a hundred sacks of white wheat across the open field.

The next day, at dawn, a well-groomed archer rode to that field, let his horse roam freely, and hid himself behind a tree. Suddenly the forest rustled, the waves rose on the sea - the firebird flies; flew in, descended to the ground and began to peck at the wheat. The heroic horse approached the firebird, stepped on its wing with a hoof and pressed it firmly to the ground; The archer jumped out from behind a tree, ran, tied the firebird with ropes, mounted a horse and galloped to the palace. Brings the firebird to the king; the king saw, rejoiced, thanked the archer for his service, favored him with a rank and immediately asked him another task: “If you managed to get the firebird, then get me a bride: far away, at the very end of the world, where the red sun rises, there is Vasilisa the Tsarevna - she is what I need. If you get it, I’ll reward you with gold and silver, but if you don’t get it, then my sword, your head off your shoulders!

The archer burst into bitter tears, went to his heroic horse. "What are you crying about, master?" the horse asks. "The king ordered to get him Vasilisa the princess." - “Don't cry, don't grieve; it's not a problem yet, the trouble is ahead! Go to the king, ask for a tent with a golden dome and various supplies and drinks for the road. The king gave him supplies, drinks, and a tent with a golden dome. Sagittarius-well done sat on his heroic horse and rode to distant lands; whether long or short - he comes to the end of the world, where the red sun rises from the blue of the sea. He looks, and Vasilisa the Tsarevna is sailing across the blue sea in a silver boat, shoving a golden oar *. The well done Sagittarius let his horse roam in the green meadows, plucking fresh grass; and he himself pitched a tent with a golden dome, arranged various foods and drinks, sat down in the tent - he was eating, waiting for Vasilisa the princess.

And Vasilisa the princess saw a golden dome, swam to the shore, stepped out of the boat and admires the tent. “Hello, Vasilisa-tsarevna! the shooter says. “You are welcome to eat bread and salt, to try overseas wines.” Vasilisa the princess entered the tent; they began to eat, drink, and be merry. The princess drank a glass of overseas wine, got drunk and fell into a deep sleep. Sagittarius-well done shouted to his heroic horse, the horse came running; the archer immediately takes off his tent with a golden dome, mounts a heroic horse, takes with him the sleepy princess Vasilisa and sets off on the road, like an arrow from a bow.

Came to the king; he saw Vasilisa the princess, greatly rejoiced, thanked the archer for his faithful service, rewarded him with a great treasury and bestowed a great rank. Vasilisa the princess woke up, found out that she was far, far from the blue sea, began to cry, yearn, her face completely changed; no matter how much the king tried to persuade, it was all in vain. So the king decided to marry her, and she said: “Let the one who brought me here go to the blue sea, in the middle of that sea there is a large stone, my wedding dress is hidden under that stone - I won’t get married without that dress!” The king immediately followed the young archer: “Go quickly to the ends of the world, where the red sun rises; there on the blue sea lies a large stone, and under the stone is hidden the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess; get this dress and bring it here; it's time for the wedding! If you get it, I’ll reward you more than before, but if you don’t get it, then my sword, your head off your shoulders! The archer burst into bitter tears, went to his heroic horse. "That's when, - he thinks, - death cannot be avoided!" “What are you crying about, master?” the horse asks. "The king ordered to get the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess from the bottom of the sea." - “What, I told you: do not take a golden pen, you will make grief! Well, don’t be afraid: it’s not a problem yet, the trouble is ahead! Get on me and let's go to the blue sea.

How long, how short - a well-groomed archer arrived at the end of the world and stopped at the very sea; the heroic horse saw that a huge sea crayfish was crawling along the sand, and stepped on his neck with his heavy hoof. The sea cancer exclaimed: “Don't give me death, but give me a belly! Whatever you need, I'll do it." The horse answered him: “In the middle of the blue of the sea lies a large stone, under that stone is hidden the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess; get that dress!" Cancer shouted with a loud voice to the blue sea; immediately the sea stirred: large and small crayfish crawled from all sides onto the shore - darkness, darkness! The elder cancer gave them an order, they rushed into the water and after an hour of time they pulled out from the bottom of the sea, from under the great stone, the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess.

A well done archer comes to the king, brings the princess's dress; and Vasilisa the princess again became stubborn. “I won’t go,” he says to the king, “to marry you until you tell the young archer to bathe in hot water.” The king ordered to pour a cast-iron cauldron of water, boil it as hot as possible, and throw an archer into that boiling water. Everything is ready, the water is boiling, the spray is flying; brought the poor archer. "That's the trouble, that's the trouble! he thinks. “Ah, why did I take the golden feather of the firebird?” Why didn't you listen to the horse? He remembered his heroic horse and said to the king: “Tsar-sovereign! Let me go with the horse to say goodbye before death. - "Okay, go say goodbye!" The archer came to his heroic horse and wept tearfully. "What are you crying about, master?" - "The king ordered to bathe in boiling water." “Don’t be afraid, don’t cry, you will live!” - the horse told him and the archer hastily spoke so that the boiling water would not damage his white body. The archer returned from the stable; the working people immediately picked it up and straight into the boiler; he dipped himself once or twice, jumped out of the cauldron - and became so handsome that he could not speak in a fairy tale, nor write with a pen. The king saw that he had become such a handsome man, and wanted to bathe himself; foolishly climbed into the water and at that very moment scalded. The king was buried, and a young archer was chosen in his place; he married Vasilisa the princess and lived with her for many years in love and harmony.

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*Shoots - rows.

In a certain kingdom, far away, in a faraway state, there lived a strong, mighty king.

That king had a well done archer, and the young archer had a heroic horse. Once an archer rode on his heroic horse into the forest to hunt; He rides along the road, rides wide - and ran into the golden feather of the firebird: how the fire of the feather glows!

The heroic horse tells him:

Do not take the golden pen; take it - you will know grief!

And the good fellow thought: raise the pen or not? If you raise a pen and bring it to the king, he will generously reward; and royal mercy who is not dear?

The archer did not listen to his horse, picked up the feather of the firebird, brought it and brings it to the king as a gift.

Thank you! - says the king. - Yes, if you got the feather of the firebird, then get me the firebird itself; and if you don’t get it - my sword, your head off your shoulders!

Sagittarius burst into bitter tears and went to his heroic horse.

What are you crying about, master?

The king ordered to get the firebird.

I told you: do not take a pen, you will know grief! Well, don’t be afraid, don’t be sad: it’s not a problem yet, the trouble is ahead! Go to the king, ask that by morning a hundred sacks of selected wheat be scattered throughout the open field.

The king ordered to scatter one hundred sacks of selected wheat over the open field.

The next day, at dawn, a well-groomed archer rode to that field, let his horse roam freely, and hid himself behind a tree.

Suddenly the forest rustled, the waves rose on the sea - the firebird flies; flew in, descended to the ground and began to peck at the wheat.

The heroic horse approached the firebird, stepped on its wing with a hoof and pressed it firmly to the ground; The archer jumped out from behind a tree, ran, tied the firebird with ropes, mounted a horse and galloped to the palace.

Brings the firebird to the king; the king saw, rejoiced, thanked the archer for his service, granted him a rank, and immediately asked him another task:

If you managed to get the firebird, then get me a bride: far away, at the very end of the world, where the red sun rises, there is Vasilisa the princess - I need her. If you get it - I'll reward you with gold and silver, but if you don't get it - my sword, your head off your shoulders!

The archer burst into bitter tears, went to his heroic horse.

The king ordered to get him Vasilisa the princess.

Don't cry, don't grieve; It's not a problem, the problem is ahead! Go to the king, ask for a tent with a golden dome and various supplies and drinks for the journey.

The king gave him supplies, drinks, and a tent with a golden dome. Sagittarius-well done sat on his heroic horse and rode to distant lands.

How long, how short - he comes to the end of the world, where the red sun rises from the blue of the sea. He looks, and Vasilisa the Tsarevna is sailing along the blue sea in a silver boat, waving a golden oar.

The well done Sagittarius let his horse roam in the green meadows, pluck fresh grass, and he pitched a tent with a golden dome, set up various foods and drinks, sat down in the tent - treats himself, waits for Vasilisa the princess.

And Vasilisa the princess saw a golden dome, swam to the shore, got out of the boat and admires the tent.

Hello, Vasilisa-tsarevna! the shooter says. - You are welcome to eat bread and salt, try overseas wines.

Vasilisa the princess entered the tent; they began to eat, drink, and be merry. The princess drank a glass of overseas wine and fell into a sound sleep.

Sagittarius-well done shouted to his heroic horse, the horse came running; the archer immediately takes off his tent with a golden dome, sits on a heroic horse, takes with him the sleepy princess Vasilisa and sets off on the road, like an arrow from a bow.

Came to the king; he saw Vasilisa the princess, greatly rejoiced, thanked the archer for his faithful service, rewarded him with a great treasury and bestowed a great rank.

Vasilisa the princess woke up, found out that she was far, far from the blue sea, began to cry, to yearn, her face completely changed; no matter how much the king consoled - all in vain.

So the king decided to marry her, and she says:

Let the one who brought me here go to the blue sea, in the middle of that sea there is a large stone, my wedding dress is hidden under that stone - I won’t get married without that dress!

The king immediately followed the young archer: - Go quickly to the ends of the world, where the red sun rises; there, in the middle of the sea, the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess is hidden under a stone. Get this dress and bring it here, it's time to play the wedding! If you get it, I’ll reward you more than before, but if you don’t get it, my sword, your head off your shoulders!

The archer burst into bitter tears, went to his horse. "That's when, - he thinks, - death cannot be avoided!"

What are you crying about, master? - asks the horse.

The king ordered to get the wedding dress of Vasilisa the princess from the bottom of the sea.

Don't be afraid: it's not a problem yet, the problem is ahead! Ride me, let's ride to the blue sea.

How long, how short - the archer-well done came to the end of the world and stopped at the very sea; the heroic horse saw that a huge sea crayfish was crawling along the sand, and stepped on his neck with his heavy hoof.

Sea crayfish says:

Don't kill me, let me go. Whatever you need, I'll do it. The horse answered him:

In the middle of the blue of the sea lies a large stone, under that stone is hidden the wedding dress of Vasilisa the Princess; get that dress!

Cancer shouted with a loud voice to the blue sea; immediately the sea stirred up, large and small crayfish crawled from all sides to the shore - darkness, darkness! The elder cancer gave them an order, they rushed into the water and an hour later they pulled out from the bottom of the sea, from under the great stone, the wedding dress of Vasilisa the princess.

A well done archer comes to the king, brings the princess's dress, and Vasilisa the princess again became stubborn.

I will not go, - he says to the king, - to marry you, until you order the young archer to bathe in boiling water.

The king ordered to pour a cast-iron cauldron of water, boil as hot as possible and throw the archer into that boiling water. Everything is ready, the water is boiling, the spray is flying; brought the poor archer.

"What a misfortune, so misfortune!" he thinks. "Ah, why did I take the golden feather of the firebird? Why didn't the horse obey?"

He remembered his heroic horse and said to the king:

King-sovereign! Let me go to the horse to say goodbye before death.

Okay, go say goodbye!

The archer came to his heroic horse and wept tearfully.

What are you crying about, master?

The king ordered to bathe in boiling water.

Do not be afraid, do not cry, you will live! - the horse told him and hastily spoke the archer so that the boiling water would not damage his white body.

Boyasheva Karina

The purpose of the work "The image of the Firebird on the pages of fairy tales" is to reveal the role of the firebird in Russian folk tales; make observations on this image in the author's fairy tale "The Little Humpbacked Horse" by P. Ershov and show the relevance of the image of this magical bird in our days.

The Firebird is one of the most beloved characters in children's fairy tales. The plumage of the outlandish bird sparkles so dazzlingly under the rays of the sun, the eyes of the firebird look like precious stones, and the wings look like large flames. The bird's feathers glow blue. One feather can easily light up a large room. You can get burned on her plumage. The fallen feather glows for a long time and gives warmth. And when it goes out, it turns into gold. The Firebird eats golden or rejuvenating apples, which give it immortality and unearthly beauty. When she sings her wonderful songs, large round pearls fall to the ground from her beak. It is believed that the singing of the firebird can heal a sick person and restore sight to a blind person.

In Russian fairy tales, a brave hero usually needs the help of a strong being who brings goodness and life and illuminates everything around. The firebird very often becomes such a voluntary assistant. But not every daredevil is awarded such an honor right away - often he has to endure more than one difficult test. (Fairy tales “The Tsar is a maiden”, “Ivan the smaller, the mind is big”).

In the Russian folk tale "The Firebird", she is endowed not only with dazzling beauty, but also personifies goodness, justice and honesty.

However, the feather of the firebird brings misfortune, as, for example, in the fairy tale "Ivan Tsarevich and the Gray Wolf." And the bird itself is sometimes a source of suffering for people. Because of their greed, the heroes have to overcome the most difficult trials.

The image of the firebird continues to live in the author's works. For example, in the work of P. Ershov "The Little Humpbacked Horse". For the hero, these birds are rather a whim of nature of an unknown destination. The author of the fairy tale shows young readers that beauty is not the most important thing in life.

Today, the image of the firebird continues to live everywhere. We see him on the stage and again we come to the conclusion that beauty has always been the main criterion for creators in art. World ballet star Andris Liepa created the play "Return of the Firebird". The image of the firebird was used by our team in 2008 at the Beijing Olympics. Designer Alena Akhmadullina, inspired by the legends of the firebird, created a collection of clothes. And on the shores of the Gulf of Finland, 40 kilometers from St. Petersburg, it is planned to create a fairy-tale city "Firebird".

For me, the image of the firebird has become not only a beautiful fantasy, but also our history, passed through the consciousness of the people. This bird embodies both the ideals of people and their dreams and hopes. The Firebird convinces us that beauty, kindness, strength, justice are eternal values that we must cherish and pass on to the next generation.

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Ministry of Education of the Saratov Region

Department of Education of the Volzhsky District

Municipal educational institution

"Gymnasium No. 7"

The image of the Firebird on the pages of fairy tales

creative work

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Student 6 "B" class

Boyasheva Karina

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Teacher of Russian language

And higher literature

Krasnova Nadezhda

Fedorovna

Saratov-2010

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Introduction…………………………………………………………………..
Chapter 1. The image of the firebird in Russian folk tales………………

Conclusion…………………………………………………………….…
List of used literature……………………………………
Appendix………………………………………………………………

Introduction

There is no person in the world who did not know and would not love the fabulous, beautiful image of the firebird. Why is she one of our favorite characters? I think because the firebird means something bright, kind, a dream that is not yet given to everyone, which still needs to be earned, to suffer. It can be compared with happiness, because any happiness, even the smallest one, will not come to you just like that. He, like the firebird, must be caught by the tail, not burned, held. Otherwise, what kind of happiness is it if it falls into the hands at the first call? Therefore, probably, in the soul of every person lives the hope of catching happiness - heat - a bird in his life. This fairy-tale character is the personification of eternal forces. And I would like the firebird to also become a symbol of undying children's literature, that literature that nourishes a person with eternal spiritual strength.

The purpose of this work is to reveal the role of the firebird in Russian folk tales; to make observations on this image in the author's fairy tale "The Little Humpbacked Horse" by P. Ershov. Reading and analyzing fairy tales, I realized that the firebird plays a huge role in the fate of the heroes. She not only carries light, beauty, kindness on her wings, but also personifies a fabulous power and is a voluntary assistant in difficult trials.

Chapter 1

The image of the firebird in Russian folk tales.

No fabulous bird can compare in beauty with the heroine of Russian folk tales, the firebird. According to them, the firebird lives in the thirtieth kingdom.

The plumage of a strange bird sparkles so dazzlingly under the rays of the sun that a person cannot look at it for a long time. The firebird's eyes are like gems, and its wings are like large flames. It is also called a fire bird the size of a peacock. Her feathers glow blue. You can get burned on her plumage. One of her feathers can easily light up a large room. The fallen feather retains the properties of the plumage of the firebird for a long time. It glows and gives warmth. And when the pen goes out, it turns into gold.

The Firebird eats golden or rejuvenating apples, which give it immortality and unearthly beauty.

When she sings her wonderful songs, large round pearls fall to the ground from her beak. It is believed that the singing of the firebird can heal a sick person and restore sight to a blind person.

In Russian fairy tales, a brave hero usually needs the help of a strong being who brings goodness and life and illuminates everything around. The firebird very often becomes such a voluntary assistant. However, not every daredevil is honored with such an honor right away - often he has to endure more than one difficult test.

In the fairy tale "The Tsar is a Maiden", the main character Ivan is a merchant's son. His mother died, his father got married, and he assigned an uncle to his son to look after him. Once our hero met the king - a girl and fell in love with her. But their next meeting did not take place, since the uncle, following the instructions of Ivan's stepmother, stuck a pin in his clothes and he fell asleep soundly. When Ivan found out his uncle's betrayal, he cut off his head and went in search of his beloved. Having met Babu-Yaga and asked for a pipe from her, our hero calls the firebird to help him. The fiery bird that has flown in picks up Ivan Tsarevich and takes him away from the evil witch. Baba Yaga only manages to pull out a few feathers from the firebird's tail. The firebird helped Ivan, took him to the hut where the old woman lived. She then helped him find the king - a girl.

Separately, it must be said about the feathers of a wonderful bird. The feather of the firebird brings misfortune. In the fairy tale "Ivan Tsarevich and the Gray Wolf" the protagonist pulls a feather from the tail of a firebird that flies into his father's garden at night to peck golden apples. Seeing the feather, the king can no longer think of anything else but the firebird, and as a result sends all his sons to get the miracle bird. Approximately the same effect has a fiery feather on the king from the fairy tale "The Firebird Vasilisa the Tsarevna". And for the archer, who presented the feather as a gift to the king, this gift turns into a series of almost unfulfilled tasks. But as in most fairy tales, the positive hero goes through all the trials and finds happiness.

In the Russian folk tale “Ivan the Lesser - Great Mind”, the image of the firebird is presented to us, the readers, as the image of a bird that not only guards the borders of the state, but gathers an army with its loud voice. In this tale, ordinary people, an old man with an old woman who did not have children, saw a beautiful miracle bird and even found its nest, which contained thirty-three eggs. The old man took the eggs, thirty-three good fellows hatched from them. The last thirty-third was Ivan the smaller - the mind is big. It turns out that the image of the firebird here is presented to us in the image of the mother of beautiful fellows. Many trials fall on their lot. And here the Firebird always comes to their aid. The Firebird gives a signal to his sons so that the enemies are not taken by surprise.

Click here for help, miracle bird, of your sons of heroes.

The firebird started up so that the radiance from it lit up everything around, raised its head up and screamed in a thin voice. As soon as her cry ceased, lo and behold, thirty-two young heroes rush from the nearby forests to the enemy army. Tsar Ivan the Lesser himself is ahead. And the enemy army trembled. "Strong borders! And if anyone comes, our mother, the firebird, will give us a signal in an instant, ”said Ivan the smaller.

In the Russian folk tale "The Firebird", she is endowed not only with dazzling beauty, but also personifies goodness, justice and honesty. Having fallen into the hands of the dishonest brothers of Ivan Tsarevich, the firebird turns into a crow, showing that the firebird is not given into the hands of evil and dishonorable people. Only after Ivan Tsarevich returned home and the truth was revealed to the tsar, the firebird took on its beautiful appearance.

All fairy tales in which the firebird lives are special - magical. Because the firebird is not only a beautiful magnificent creature, but sometimes it is a source of suffering for people. Because of their greed, the heroes have to overcome the most difficult trials. I think that at all times, many of us will always be struck by the fiery light streaming from the wings of the firebird, and we will admire this miracle.

Chapter 2

(based on the work of P. Ershov "The Little Humpbacked Horse")

The image of the firebird continues to live in the author's works. For example, in the work of P. Ershov "The Little Humpbacked Horse". The first acquaintance of the protagonist does not happen immediately with the firebird. First he finds her pen:

... the light burns brighter,

The hunchback runs faster.

Here he is in front of the fire.

The field shines like during the day;

Wonderful light streams around

But it does not heat, does not smoke.

Ivan was given a diva here.

“What,” he said, “for the devil!”

There are five caps in the world,

And there is no heat and smoke;

Eco miracle - a light!

The smart humpbacked horse warned Ivan: "It will bring a lot, a lot of trouble with it." Ivan didn't listen. And the humpbacked man's warnings came true. In addition to the difficult trials that our hero had to go through, the king ordered him to get the firebird:

Can't get me the firebird

In our royal light,

I swear by my beard

You will pay me!"

Ivan went with the hunchback for a miracle bird.

When he saw a flock of firebirds, from which the light spilled over the mountain, he whispered:

“Pah, you devilish power!

Ek them, rubbish, rolled!

Tea, there are about five dozen of them here.

If only to imitate everyone -

That would be good!

Needless to say, fear is beautiful!

Everyone's feet are red

And the tails are a real laugh!

Tea, chickens don't have those.

And how much, boy, light -

Like a father's oven!

What does his reaction to strange birds tell us and the comparisons that he uses when describing them?

Ivan is a peasant guy and looks at everything from the point of view of benefit:

“If you were to take over everyone, then it would be a profit!” And his comparisons to describe the wonderful birds are quite everyday, taken from domestic life: chickens and "father's stove." In his assessment and admiration: "There is nothing to say, fear is beautiful!" and irony, because the tails of the firebirds are "sheer laughter." For him, these birds are rather a whim of nature of an unknown destination. Therefore, he even wants to finally “scare” them:

Check this out,

Vish, sat down from the cry!

And grab your bag

Whipping up and down.

sparkling with bright flames,

The whole flock started

Coiled around fiery

And rushed for the clouds.

The king, seeing the firebird, was frightened, he thought it was a fire.

This is the light from the bird-heat, - Ivanushka answered.

Everything that happened to Ivan served as a good lesson for him.

The author of the fairy tale shows young readers that beauty is not the most important thing in life. Ershov's fairy-tale world is organically merged with peasant everyday life, and even magical fairy-tale images have an earthly beauty.

The firebird is the wind, the cloud, the heat in the peasant stove, the red rooster outside the outskirts.

Conclusion .

Today, the image of the firebird continues to live everywhere. We see him on the stage and again we come to the conclusion that beauty has always been the main criterion for creators in art. Our contemporaries - the world ballet star Andris Liepa - conceived to revive spirituality and beauty. He created a performance in beautiful costumes, calling it The Return of the Firebird. The premiere of the performance took place today at the Mariinsky Theater, and then at the Bolshoi Theater. At the Chatelet theater in Paris, the performance was such a success that the curtain was raised fifteen times to thunderous applause.

The image of the firebird existed in the distant past. Our ancestors believed that the firebird helps in finding treasures. And over the treasure hidden in the ground, it is not at all a fiery flower that opens its bud, but the fabulous bird itself sits on the legendary plant and waits for the lucky one who will find it. Such legends come to us from time immemorial.

The image of the firebird was used by our team in 2008 at the Beijing Olympics. The main element of the form of our athletes was the firebird. Not only is the firebird a magical image of Russian fairy tales, embodying the dream of good luck and prosperity, the desire for victory, but it also looks like a Phoenix bird, which in China is considered the bird of the emperor and a symbol of happiness. It is very symbolic that the firebird is in the form of a figure eight: for the Chinese it is acceptable and successful, for us it is victorious, simple and beautiful.

The image of the firebird is also used today by designers. One of them Alena Akhmadullina presented her collection, which looks like a fairy tale. Alena was inspired by the legends of the firebird. The collection of clothes looked so bright and shiny that all the models could easily pass for firebirds.

The image of firebirds also inspires architects. On the shores of the Gulf of Finland, 40 kilometers from St. Petersburg, it is planned to create a fairy-tale city "Firebird". A huge entertainment complex will appear on an area of almost 300 hectares. Hotels, stadiums, an aquarium will be located here. City - a fairy tale will be based on famous Russian fairy tale images. And the most important image - the image of the firebird, lies in the name of this miracle - the city.

List of used literature

S.V. Krivushin "Mysterious Creatures". Publishing house "Veche", 2001
S.A. Tokarev "Myths of the peoples of the world". Moscow. Scientific publishing house "Big Russian Encyclopedia" 1997
N. S. Budur "Fairytale Encyclopedia" Moscow "Olma-Press" 2005
Russian folk tales "Firebird Feather" Moscow "Kristina and Olga" 1994
P.P. Ershov "Humpbacked Horse" RIO "Samovar" 1990

Appendix

Nevertheless, it is pleasant to read the fairy tale "The Firebird" by A. N. Tolstoy, even for adults, childhood is immediately remembered, and again, like a little one, you empathize with the heroes and rejoice with them. "Good always conquers evil" - this foundation is built on, like this one, and this creation, from an early age laying the foundation of our worldview. It is sweet and joyful to plunge into a world in which love, nobility, morality and selflessness always prevail, with which the reader is edified. Charm, admiration and indescribable inner joy are produced by pictures drawn by our imagination when reading such works. The dialogues of the characters often evoke tenderness, they are full of kindness, kindness, directness, and with their help a different picture of reality emerges. Rivers, trees, animals, birds - everything comes to life, filled with lively colors, helps the heroes of the work in gratitude for their kindness and affection. Faced with such strong, strong-willed and kind qualities of the hero, you involuntarily feel the desire to change yourself for the better. The tale "The Firebird" by A. N. Tolstoy is definitely worth reading for free online, there is a lot of kindness, love and chastity in it, which is useful for educating a young individual.

Princess Maryana had a nanny Daria.

Darya went to the market, bought a canary bird and hung it on the window. Princess Maryana lies in bed and asks:

Nanny, what is the name of the bird?

Canary.

And why?

Because hemp seed is eaten.

Where is her home?

In the sun

Why did she come to me?

To sing songs to you so that you don't cry.

What if I pay?

The bird will shake its tail and fly away.

It was a pity for the princess to part with the bird, Maryana rubbed her eyes and began to cry.

And the bird shook its tail, opened the cage, sniffed out the window and flew away.

Daria began to wipe her eyes with an apron to Princess Maryana and said:

Don't cry, I'm running away, I'll call the giant Venka, he'll catch a bird for us.

The tall giant Venka came, about four eyes - two eyes are visible, but two are not visible.

Venka stood and said:

I want to eat.

Daria brought him a pot of porridge. The giant ate the porridge and ate the pot, found the nanny's shoes and ate the shoes - he was so hungry - he wiped his mouth and ran away.

The giant comes running to Maryanin's garden, and in the garden, on an apple tree, a canary bird sits and pecks red apples. The giant thinks: what should he grab first - an apple or a bird?

And while he was thinking, a fierce bear appeared and said:

Why are you catching a canary bird? I will eat you.

And the bear began to scrape the ground with his paw. The giant was frightened, sat down on the house and tucked his legs, and the bird sniffed into the bushes and flew away over the lake.

The giant was upset and began to think how he could outwit the bear; came up with it, he got frightened on purpose and shouted:

Oh, the red bull is running, oh, I'm afraid!

The bear was afraid of only one red bull in the world, immediately lay on its side and stuck its muzzle into the bushes - hid.

And the giant from the roof of tears and ran to the lake. The lake was long - not to cross, but on the other side a bird sits on a branch.

The giant was quick-witted, immediately lay down on the shore and began to drink the lake.

Drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank, drank and drank the whole lake with the frogs.

He got on all fours and ran after the bird across the dry bottom.

In the evenings, the frogs got used to croaking, and they began to croak loudly in the giant's stomach.

The giant was frightened, began to call the stork. The white stork woke up; he stood on one leg on a dry stump; He rubbed his eyes, waited for the moon to rise so that it could be seen better, flew up to the giant and said:

Open your mouth.

The giant opened his mouth, the stork stuck his head in, caught the frog and swallowed it.

Then the frog king screams from his stomach:

Drive away the white stork, I'll give you a chest, you won't catch the birds without it.

The giant knew that the frog king was honest, he closed his mouth and said:

Go away, white stork, you've had enough tea.

And the frog king crawled out into the giants' mouths, handed a crystal chest with his paw and explained:

There is a cloud in the chest, in the cloud there is lightning on one side, on the other - rain, first threaten, then open, the bird will catch itself.

And the bird flies through the dark ravine and through the high mountain, and the giant climbs through the ravine, and runs up the mountain, puffs, he is so tired - and he stuck out his tongue, and the bird stuck out his tongue.

The giant shouts to the bird:

Princess Maryana ordered to catch you, stop, otherwise I will open the chest ...

The giant's bird did not obey, it only stamped its foot on the branch.

Then the giant opened the chest. A gray cloud flew out of the chest, rushed to the bird and grumbled.

The bird was frightened, screamed plaintively and darted into the bushes.

And a cloud climbed into the bushes. A bird at the root, and a cloud at the root.

The bird soared into the sky, and the cloud was even higher, but how it rolled like thunder and struck the bird with lightning - bang!

The bird turned over, canary feathers fell from it, and suddenly six golden wings and a peacock's tail grew on the bird.

A bright light went from the bird throughout the forest. The trees rustled, the birds woke up.

Night mermaids jumped into the water from the shore. And the animals cried out in different voices:

Firebird, Firebird!!!

And the cloud puffed up and doused the Firebird with wet rain.

The rain soaked the golden wings of the Firebird and the peacock's tail, she folded her wet wings and fell into the thick grass.

And it got dark, you couldn't see anything. The giant rummaged through the grass, grabbed the Firebird, put it in his bosom and ran to Princess Maryana. Princess Maryana was picky, pouted her lips with the frying pan, spread her fingers and whimpered:

I, nanny, don't want to sleep without a canary bird.

Suddenly a giant ran up and placed the Firebird on the window.

And the room is as bright as day. The firebird in the giant's bosom dried up, now spread its wings and sang:

I'm not afraid of the bear

I'll hide from the fox

I'll fly away from the eagle

Will not catch up in two wings,

And I'm only afraid of tears

At night the rain and grew,

And I will run away from them

For forests and seas.

I am the sister of the Light-Sun,

And my name is Firebird.

The Firebird sang, then she made terrible eyes and spoke.