A children's story about a holiday in the fox's forest. Children's stories are stories that many parents choose to tell their children. Children's stories are not only interesting but also full of truth. Children can understand the truth contained in the story after listening to it. Let's share the story of children's vacation in the fox's forest. Let's have a look.
The story of the children's holiday in the fox's forest 1 During the summer vacation, I went to the river with a basket. At this moment, a little fox came carefully from the grass. Its hair is as red as fire, and its tail is furry and lovely.
Little fox came up to me without fear and licked the water in the river. After a while, the fox was full. It stretched comfortably, jumped into the river and disappeared for a while. I looked at the disappearing fox in surprise. "The fox can't swim at all. What happened to this fox? " I carefully rolled up my trouser legs and looked at the river curiously. "ouch!" I tripped and accidentally fell into the river.
A second later, I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the green grass. The grass is green, without any noise, and it grows vigorously. Dew on the grass tip can't be crystal clear. The fiery fox said to me gently, "Welcome to the fox's forest!" " ! This is the only place in the universe without pollution. Our fox invites a troubled human to come here every year, and we will eliminate all his troubles. "Fox approached me and let me ride on his back. The little fox runs fast, across the green grass and across the clear river. Many foxes followed him and ran excitedly. All of a sudden, all my troubles turned into notes full of scarlet letters, which rushed out of my ears, eyes and nostrils playfully.
I smiled. This is the first time I have laughed so happily.
Suddenly, the fox stopped running and looked straight at me. "Would you like to spend a summer vacation here? Our fox family has always been eager to make friends with human beings and live in harmony. Do you know the fox who bought gloves? There is also a fox, Quan, who is my ancestor. "
After listening to Fox's story, my heart seems to be melted by something. I nodded hard.
Fox smiled. That was the first time I saw a fox.
I roll on the grass with the fox, swim in the river, collect dew on the grass tip and race with the fox (of course, I can't outrun the fox). . . . . . I became good friends with the fox.
A summer vacation will soon be over. I should go. The fox will live an isolated life again.
I hope that next summer vacation, I am the one chosen by the fox!
Children's story about going to the fox's forest for vacation 2 children's story
Love tree
Once upon a time, there was a big tree. It likes a boy. Every day, the boy runs under the tree, makes himself a crown, and imagines that he is the king of the forest. He often climbs tree trunks, swings on branches, eats apples from trees and plays hide-and-seek with trees. When you are tired, you sleep in the shade.
The little boy loves this tree very much, and the tree is very happy. But as time goes on, the children grow up and the tree often feels lonely.
One day, the child came to see the tree, and the tree said, "Come on, son, climb on me, swing on the branches, eat some apples and play in the shade for a while." You will be very happy! "
"I am too old to climb trees," said the child. "I want to buy something interesting. I need some money. Can you give me some money? "
"Sorry," said the tree. "I have no money. I only have leaves and apples. Son, take my apples to the city to sell, and you will be rich and happy. "
So the child climbed the tree, picked the apples from the tree and took them away. The tree is very happy.
For a long time, the child didn't visit the tree again. The tree is very sad.
Then one day, the child came again. The tree shook its limbs happily and said to the child, "Come, son, climb up my trunk and swing on the branches." You will be happy! " "
"I have a lot of things to do and no time to climb trees." The child said, "I need a house to keep warm." He went on to say, "I want to marry and have children, so I need a house." Can you give me a house? "
"I have no house," said the tree. "The forest is my house. But you can cut off my branches to build a house. You will be happy. " So the boy cut off all the branches of the big tree, took them away and built a house. The tree is very happy.
The child hasn't visited that tree for a long time.
When he finally came back, the tree was almost speechless with joy. "Come on, boy," it said in a hoarse voice. "Come and play with me!"
"I am old and in a bad mood. I don't want to play. " The child said, "I need a boat to drive it to a far place and leave this place." Can you give me a boat? "
"Cut off my trunk and use it as a boat." The tree said, "Then you can sail far away and you will be happy." So the child cut off the trunk, made a boat and set sail. Trees are happy, but there are some. ...
After a long time, the child came again. "I'm sorry, son," said the tree. "I have nothing to give you. I don't have any apples. "
"The teeth are aging and you can't eat apples." The child said.
"I have no branches," said the tree. "You can't swing on it-"
"I'm too old to swing any more." The child said.
"I don't have a trunk either," said the tree. "I can't let you climb up and play-"
"I'm too tired to climb." The child said.
"I'm really sorry," sighed the tree. "I wish I could give you something else ... but I have nothing. I'm just an old stump now, and I'm really sorry ... "
"I really don't need much now," said the child. "I just want to find a quiet place to sit and have a good rest. I am so tired. "
"All right, then." The tree said that it tried to keep its body high. "You see, my old stump just tells you to sit on it and have a rest. Come on, son, sit down and rest on me. " So the child sat down.
The tree is very happy.
We share this book with our children because we want them to feel an emotion that can be trusted forever: love from parents. But this book is not just for children. Although its words are plain, the philosophy in the story may only be pondered by adults who have suffered and suffered: are we a responsive apple tree, an insatiable child, or both?