Ванда Петрова - The adventures of little Zaryanichka!

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.

The beginning of the third chapter.

So, playing, Zaryanichka farther and farther from mom, laughing and frolicking on the edge of mom’s spacious clothes.

The sky listened to amazing singing, admired the morning dawn, which raised its red arms – wings, red flame spread over the blue and did not notice how little Zaryanichka reached out to the last flying spark. Mom's clothes slipped out from under Zaryanichka, and she flew, flew to the ground with a small scarlet spark …

The morning dawn, singing the Song of Life in the entire Universe, does not look back and does not see what is happening there.

The moon is already in the palace, and it is no longer visible what is happening in the sky, where the Morning Dawn sings the Song of Life. And the Moon does not see how Zarynichka falls …

The sun behind the 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 its bright rays. And the Sun also does not see that the daughter of the Morning Dawn Zaryanichka is falling …

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

And Zaryanichka is already flying over the Earth, where at this time of the year there are frosts and snow whirlwinds, where the evil Black Blizzard is raging!

But there were also snow whirlwinds, they loved to climb high – high.

Snow whirlwinds, fluffy from snowflakes and frost, with mischief and curiosity peered into the snow veil with large (blue, gray, green …) eyes.

It was on this day that snowstorms swept past, rising above the clouds, calling out to frost and snowflakes, creating their own melody of winter.

Zaryanichka among the snow vortices.

Preface to the third chapter.

Readers from the previous chapter already know that the little daughter of the Morning Dawn, 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 the little daughter of the Morning Dawn.

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

Beginning of the third chapter.

So, playing, Zaryanichka farther and farther away from her mother, laughing and frolic on the edge of her mother’s spacious clothes.

Heaven listened to amazing singing, admired the morning dawn, which raised its red hands – wings, a red flame spread across the blue and did not notice how little Zaryanichka reached for the last tiny to spark flying by. Mom's clothes slipped out from under Zaryanichka, and she flew flew to the ground like a tiny scarlet sparkstar …

Morning Dawn, Sings the Song of Life throughout the Universe, does not look back and does not see what is being done there.

The Moon is already in its palace, and it is no longer visible what is happening in the sky, where the Morning Dawn sings the Song of Life. And the Moon does not see how Zarynichka falls …

Sun behind a high mountain, fascinated by the singing of the Morning Dawn, does not dare to step on the mountain so as not to dampen the light of the Morning Dawn with bright rays. And the Sun also does not see that the little daughter of the Morning Dawn, Zaryanichka, is falling …

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

And Zaryanichka is already flying over the earth, where at this time of the year there are frosts and snow whirlwinds, where the evil Black Purga is raging!

But there were also the snow whirlwinds, they loved to climb high – high.

The snow whirlwinds, fluffy from snowflakes and hoarfrost, with mischief and curiosity peered into the snowy shroud with large (blue, gray, green …) eyes, rising above the clouds, calling to the frost and snowflakes, creating their own melody of winter …

Snow whirlwinds song

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We are snow whirls!

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Everywhere we go,

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We all meet,

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

Fiu …

Fiu …

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We roam the world,

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

We all know the planet

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

And where that grows,

Fiu … Fiu … Fiu …

And where does anyone live,