Modern fables with morals for children. Modern fables for adults

We love reading Krylov's fables since childhood. Krylov’s images are stored in our memory, which often pop up in our heads in various life situations; we turn to them and each time we never cease to be amazed at Krylov’s insight.

It happens that I remember the Pug, who barks at the Elephant in order to give the impression of being brave and fearless, or suddenly the Monkey pops up before my eyes, who mocked himself, not recognizing the reflection in the Mirror. Laughter, and that's all! And how often do encounters occur that are involuntarily compared to the Monkey, who, out of her own ignorance, not knowing the value of the Glasses, broke them on a stone. Krylov's little fables are short in size, but not in meaning, because Krylov's word is sharp, and the morals of the fables have long turned into idioms. Krylov's fables accompany us through life, have become close to us and at any time will find understanding in us and help us re-realize our values.

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Krylov – famous writer. Of all the children's poems and fables, Krylov's works are always the best, they are etched in the memory and emerge throughout life when encountering human vices. It is often said that Krylov did not write for children, but isn’t the meaning of his fables clear to children? Usually the moral is clearly written, so even the smallest child can read Krylov’s fables with benefit.

On our website we post the most best works the author in the original presentation, and also separately highlight the morality for convenience and better memorization of sometimes philosophical thoughts. Both children and adults will find a lot of meaning in these little life stories in which animals symbolize people, their vices and ridiculous behavior. Krylov's fables online are remarkable because they contain not only text, but also a remarkable picture, easy navigation, educational facts and reasoning. After reading, the author will probably become your favorite, and his life essays in the form of humorous fables will be remembered for many years.

The fabulist led an absolutely open life, communicated a lot, published books one after another and did not shy away from his obesity and laziness. The oddities that happened to Krylov were expressed by him in instructive scenes, the simplicity of which is deceptive. He was not a fabulist, he was a thinker-philosopher, capable of, with childish unobtrusiveness and ease, comically describing the shortcomings of people in a stunning form accessible only to him. There is no need to look only for satire in Krylov’s fables; their value does not end there. The content and meaning are more philosophical than humorous. In addition to human vices, the truths of existence, the foundations of behavior and relationships between people are presented in a light form. Each fable is a combination of wisdom, morality and humor.

Start reading Krylov's fables to your child from an early age. They will show him what to watch out for in life, what behavior others condemn and what they can encourage. According to Krylov, the laws of life are natural and wise; he despises artificiality and self-interest. Morality, cleared of any impurities and trends, is clear and concise, containing the division between right and wrong. The remarkable manner of writing has led to the fact that every moral has become folk proverb or a cheerful aphorism. The works are written in such a language that, although they look like literary forms, they actually carry intonations and ridicule inherent only in the great national mind. Krylov's little fables changed the general view of this genre. Innovation was manifested in realism, a philosophical note and worldly wisdom. Fables became small novels, sometimes dramas, in which the accumulated wisdom and cunning of the mind over centuries was revealed. It is remarkable that with all this, the author did not turn the fable into a satirical poem, but managed to preserve the deep meaningful part, consisting of a short story and morality.

Krylov's fable penetrated into the essence of things, the characters' characters, and became a genre practically unattainable by other authors. Despite the satire, the fabulist loved life in all its manifestations, but he would really like simple and natural truths to finally replace base passions. The fable genre under his pen has become so high and refined that, after re-reading the fables of other authors, you will understand that there is no other like it, and there is unlikely to be one.

In the section of Krylov's fables online, we invite you to get acquainted with folk wisdom. Short philosophical works will not leave either children or adults indifferent.

The Fox, not having seen Leo,
Having met him, I was left barely alive from my passions.
So, a little later, she came across Leo again,
But he didn’t seem so scary to her.
And then the third time
The Fox started talking with Leo.
We are also afraid of something else,
Until we take a closer look at him.

Siskin and Dove

The siskin was slammed shut by the villainous trap:
The poor thing was tossing and thrashing in it,
And the young Dove mocked him.
“Isn’t it a shame,” he says, “in broad daylight?
Gotcha!
They wouldn't trick me like that:
I can confidently vouch for this.”
An, look, he immediately got himself caught in the snare.
And that's it!
Don’t laugh at someone else’s misfortune, Dove.

Wolf and Shepherds

Wolf walking close to the shepherd's yard
And seeing through the fence,
That, having chosen the best ram in the herd,
Calmly, the shepherds are gutting the lamb,
And the dogs lie quietly,
He said to himself as he walked away in frustration:
“What a fuss you all make here, friends,
If only I could do this!”

Waterfall and Stream

Boiling Waterfall, overthrew from the rocks,
He said with arrogance to the healing spring
(Which was barely noticeable under the mountain,
But he was famous for his healing power):
“Isn’t this strange? You are so small, so poor in water,
Do you always have a lot of guests?
It’s no wonder if someone comes to marvel at me;
Why are they coming to you?” – “To be treated,” –
The stream humbly purred.

Boy and Snake

The boy, thinking of catching an eel,
He grabbed the Snake and, staring, out of fear
He became as pale as his shirt.
The snake, looking calmly at the Boy:
“Listen,” he says, “if you’re not smarter,
That insolence will not always be easy for you.
This time God will forgive; but watch out ahead
And know who you’re joking with!”

Sheep and Dogs

In some flock of Sheep,
So that the Wolves can no longer disturb them,
The number of Dogs is supposed to be multiplied.
Well? Finally, so many of them divorced
It’s true that the Sheep survived from the Wolves,
But dogs also need to eat.
First, the wool was taken from the sheep,
And there, according to the draw, their skins flew off,
And there were only five or six Sheep left,
And the Dogs ate them.

Rooster and pearl grain

Tearing up a pile of manure,
The rooster found a grain of pearl
And he says: “Where is it?
What an empty thing!
Isn't it stupid that he is so highly regarded?
And I would really be much more happy
Barley grain: it is not so visible,
Yes, it's satisfying.
***
The ignorant judge exactly like this:
If they don’t understand the point, it’s all nothing.

Cloud

Above the side exhausted from the heat
A big cloud swept by;
Not a single drop refreshes her,
She fell like a big rain over the sea
And she boasted of her generosity before the Mountain,
“What? did good
Are you so generous? –
The Mountain told her. –
And it doesn’t hurt to look at it!
Whenever you would shed your rain on the fields,
You could save an entire region from hunger:
And in the sea without you, my friend, there is enough water.”

The Peasant and the Fox (Book Eight)

The Fox once said to the Peasant:
“Tell me, my dear godfather,
What did the horse do to deserve your friendship?
What, I see, she is always with you?
You keep her in contentment even in the hall;
On the road - you are with her, and often with her in the field;
But of all the animals
She’s probably the stupidest of all.” –
“Eh, gossip, the power here is not in the mind! –
The peasant answered. - All this is vanity.
My goal is not at all the same:
I need her to drive me
Yes, so that she obeys the whip.”

Fox and grapes

The hungry godfather Fox climbed into the garden;
The bunches of grapes in it were red.
The gossip's eyes and teeth flared up;
And the brushes are juicy, like yachts, burning;
The only problem is that they hang high:
Whenever and however she comes to them,
At least the eye sees
Yes, it hurts.
After wasting a whole hour,
She went and said with annoyance:
"Well!
He looks good,
Yes it is green - no ripe berries:
You’ll set your teeth on edge right away.”

Falcon and Worm

At the top of the tree, clinging to a branch,
The worm was swinging on it.
Above the Worm Falcon, rushing through the air,
So he joked and mocked from above:
“What kind of hardships you, poor thing, have not endured!
What profit did you get that you crawled so high?
What kind of will and freedom do you have?
And you bend with a branch wherever the weather dictates.” –

“It’s easy for you to joke,”
The worm answers, flying high,
Because with your wings you are both strong and strong;
But fate gave me the wrong advantages:
I'm here on top
The only reason I’m holding on is that, fortunately, I’m tenacious!”

Dog and Horse

Serving for a peasant,
The Dog and the Horse somehow began to be reckoned with.
“Here,” says Barbos, “is a great lady!”
For me, at least they would drive you out of the yard completely.
It's a great thing to carry or plow!
I’ve never heard anything else about your daring:
And can you be equal to me in any way?
Neither day nor night I know peace:
During the day, the herd is under my supervision in the meadow,
And at night I guard the house.”
“Of course,” the Horse answered, “
Your speech is true;
However, whenever I plowed,
Then there would be nothing for you to guard here.”

Mouse and Rat

“Neighbor, have you heard the good rumor? –
Running in, the Rat Mouse said,
After all, the cat, they say, fell into the claws of a lion?
Now it’s time for us to rest!”
“Don’t rejoice, my light,”
The Rat says back to her,
And don’t hope in vain!
If it reaches their claws,
That is true, the lion will not be alive:
There is no stronger beast than a cat!”

I’ve seen it so many times, take note for yourself:
When a coward is afraid of someone,
Then he thinks that
The whole world looks through his eyes.

Peasant and Robber

The peasant, starting up his house,
I bought a milk pan and a cow at the fair
And with them through the oak tree
I walked quietly home along a country path,
When suddenly the Robber got caught.
The robber ripped the guy off like a stick.
“Have mercy,” the Peasant will cry, “I’m lost,
You've completely finished me off!
For a whole year I was planning to buy a cow:
I could hardly wait for this day.”
“Okay, don’t cry at me,”
Said the Robber, commiserating.
And truly, because I can’t milk cows;
So be it
Take the milk pan back."

Frog and Ox

The frog, seeing Ox in the meadow,
She decided to match his stature herself:
She was envious.
And well, puff up, puff and pout.
“Look, wah, what, will I get rid of him?”
He says to his friend. “No, gossip, far away!” -
“Look how wide I am now.
Well, what's it like?
Am I replenished? - “Almost nothing.”
“Well, how now?” - “Everything is the same.” Puffed and puffed
And my idea ended with
That, not being equal to Vol,
With an effort it burst and died.

***
There is more than one example of this in the world:
And is it a wonder when a tradesman wants to live,
As a distinguished citizen,
And the fry is small, like a noble nobleman?

CAT AND GIANT

The Cat shouted to the Giant, saying, I don’t believe it,
That you will take the form of any animal!
You can only convince me with one thing -
You'll immediately turn into a mouse!
To dispel the cat's doubts,
The Giant became a mouse in an instant.
But the Cat, alas, could not catch her,
Because she, having flown up to the ceiling,
She shit the cat with some kind of...
As it turned out, the mouse was a bat!
Moral: As they say, for edification -
Formulate the task more correctly!

ALMOST KRYLOV

Donkey, goat, naughty monkey,
Arctic fox, eagle and clumsy bear...
Badger and beetle, tiger cub and she-wolf,
Hamster, spider, kitten and tigress,
Fox, goat, and 33 cows
They started playing an orchestra...
And then everything was like Krylov’s,
But more discordant and shitty...

CAMEL - WINNER

One camel, although it was humpbacked
Once became a laureate
And the role of the handsome trotter
He got it, but it's high
there was a camel boarding
And there were no people in the area
to ride a camel
And the camel began to spit again...
spit so tasty... so rich...
The laureate's saliva is on everyone!

DO NOT FORGET

The Wolf once called the Hare to the carpet.
He shouted that he was a slacker, a rogue and a thief.
And got a heart attack. There's no use in screaming.
Please, friends, do not forget about the Wolf.

FREEDOM OF SPEECH

Already during the time of Krylov
The injustice of the world is visible:
To gain freedom of speech -
You need to lose a piece of cheese!

SPARROW COW AND CAT

Frost is below thirty. Sparrow
Frozen, no longer able to fly.
He ended up on the ground
But suddenly he became warm, even very warm.

The reason, as always, is simple:
One cow out of habit
Got the pancake out from under my tail
And straight at the poor bird.

In the warmth the prankster grew soft
And, frivolous from birth,
He chirped and sang
In honor of the miraculous salvation.

And then the cat heard
Walking nearby in the open air.
Not disdaining the bad smell,
He swallowed the singer without salt.

I will repeat the moral for you:
Not everyone is your enemy who cheated you,
But not everyone is your true friend,
Who is boldly dragging you out of the heap?

More morals for the road:
Remember - in this wild world,
When you're sitting in shit, my friend,
At least don't tweet!

LAMB SOMETHING FROM A HANGOG

The lamb is like a hangover,
I went to the river to drink.
And something bad must happen,
It was like there was silence,
But then the bushes began to move,
That's where the wolves came from...
One of them saw a lamb,
He narrowed his eyes like a boa constrictor,
He approached the lamb with his mouth open
And he said everything, as in a good old fable
"How dare you, with your unclean snout
Here my pure drink is muddied"
The lamb seemed glad to be scared,
But it’s a misfortune, you have to get so drunk,
What instead of tearful cries for mercy
The lamb plunged its face into the water
Then he turned nose to nose to the wolf
And he quietly said: “No shit!!!
You blurted out something, you stinking, tattered dog."
Clouds began to gather above them
The wolf stumbled in surprise...
But the lamb began to take courage.
At the same time, my head hurt badly.
The lamb did not even take a bold step,
The wolf tried to show a grin
And then the lamb struck the bull.
- “You call my face a snout!”
Well, the wolf didn’t expect this.
Above them on one large pine tree
The crow watched that picture
And she opened her mouth as if in a dream.
The cheese fell out and fell on the wolf's back.
The wolf at that moment was already ready for a fight,
But having received that cheese in the back
He rushed forward, the lamb reared
And the wolf bumps his nose into the lamb's foot.
Broke my nose, bit off a piece of my lip
And I thought to myself, thank God
That I'm still alive at all
"What is my fault?" the wolf asked lazily
“And it’s your fault that I want beer”
Said the lamb, spitting on the grass...
Morality:
How a husband wakes up from a hangover
The eyes sparkle and the stomach feels lousy
Don't bark like a pug at an elephant.
Only BEER can help him.

FABLE OF THE STOOL

One day a stupid sofa stuck to a stool:
“Lying on me is a delight, lafa! Not like on the banquette.
And on you, a chair without a back, is completely awkward.
You stand like a fool at your post. I’m more beautiful than you, better!!!”

And then the announced guests came to the hostess’s house,
The sofa was stained with wine and torn with a fish bone.
I had to scrap it and send it for repairs - it was more expensive.
This is what aplomb leads to when you show off your face.

And the stool is damned. Serves as a helper.
They sewed a cover up to her knees, and it would be no worse without the sofa.

Moral: Don't be conspicuous or simple in appearance,
They will be in favor of you in the service and will not give you offense.

ANANT AND DRAGONFLY

When the end of the season came,
A drunken Dragonfly crawled to the Ant:
-Madam, ash leaves are falling from the maple tree,
Let me in! I'm exhausted and angry.

The stomach has failed: there is a shortage of food,
And the cold pierces me to the core...
And you, they say, are the queen ant -
Teresa or Boska is a storehouse of goodness.

A cataclysm is coming: summer is ending,
Just a couple of weeks left.
I am fired from the corps de ballet.
Please provide me with a table and a bed!

The hostess grimaced:
-What about the rent?
Over the summer, I guess I earned a pittance!
You get fired - is it my fault?
Walk past - and continue dancing!

Tell me, why do I care about other people's problems?
Instead of kicking your feet, I would build a house!
- Yes, I’m, excuse me, a servant of bohemia...
-It’s clear: he was frolicking under every bush!

"Servant"! Yes, I know your habits!
You squeezed butterflies, smoked marijuana,
And when it got a little hot, I remembered the uterus!
You're such a greyhound, as I can see!

And, driven by the wind, a servant of bohemia
He crawled, repeating: “God judge her!”
The moral of this fable, or maybe poem:
Raising your feet in the winter does not keep you warm!

BY MAGIC

Emelya once went to get some water
(He wanted to get drunk from a hangover)...
With a bucket, he stuck his hand deeper into the hole
And he scooped up a big pike with water!
And she splashed the bucket with her tail
And says in human language:
"Release me, and I"ll make you a rich man!"
(How was she supposed to know whose captivity she was in?)
Emelya didn’t understand a word...
He cooked the fish soup, ate it and... climbed onto the stove.

Moral: To become rich and drink whiskey -
You still need to learn English!

One day a scarab known to the world bug,
He rolled a ball of manure as usual.
Suddenly he hears a strange sound from above
And even the voice is somewhat nervous.

“How disgusting, disgusting, vile? Oh no no no.
Why, my friend, aren’t you ashamed?!
You publicly roll such rubbish.
There is no taste, no conscience, as you can see..."

The beetle became subdued, afraid to raise its eyes,
He lies ashamed, as if flattened to pieces.
And the voice from the sky is louder and more combative
(Probably not in the mood Almighty):

“It would be better to take examples from the hard workers of bees,
Flowers, tea, better than a ball of dung,
How would Tsokotukha find the money?
Or he would have accomplished a feat like a mosquito.

People like you,” the heavenly voice said:
Doesn't care about cleanliness and hygiene.
You are worse than a bloodthirsty tick,
A stinking bug, killed against the wall..."

“What is he like?” Take a peek
The beetle decides. And that's what was in the spirit
Looked up. And there, circling above him
A dung fly by all appearances.

COW AND BOTTLE OF ALCOHOL

God once sent a bottle of alcohol to a cow.
The cow locked herself in the barn,
And I was just about to have a glass,
Yes, I thought about it - it’s quite boring alone!
And a herd of goats ran past.
The cow is mooing and grumbling out the window,
Yes, the muzzle doesn’t fit into the window anyway.
But somehow she invited two Kozliks to her place...
To that misfortune, the Goat ran close
And he sees here with slanted and sad eyes,
That her husband and brother are running, wagging their tails,
To the vile Cow in the barn for nasty vodka!
And relatives are terribly greedy for freebies.
I crept up to the window and looked into the barn,
And she was stupefied: there, despising decency,
They drink for three! Poured into glasses
For now there are still 40 (Forty) grams each.
“They intend to get drunk!” -
The goat thought. I didn't wait. Break in
I decided to fight. Hit or miss!
The door swung open... and a glass fell...
...I won’t say anything about what happened in that stable...
By morning the squishy Goat was in the haystack.
He squinted his already slanted eye,
The sight of the empty bottle filled her with ecstasy.
The Cow and the Goats were left with their noses.
I foresee legitimate questions:
What is the moral of such a fable?
If you want to ferment,
No need to call Kozlov! And period!
Drink only alone!

GIRAFFE COMPLEX

The giraffe was embarrassed by its long neck
And so as not to stand out in the crowd,
On a special trench
I could move around all day.

They took him to a psychologist.
They treated with a specific method.
And he wrote in his diary: “They gave birth
I’m an incredible freak!”

Good from indignation,
It happened that he would bend all over:
“Look, the hippopotamus has no neck at all!
How good his life is!

I've already gotten so sick of it
Bad neck that I boldly
I've been ready to soap her for a long time,
Climb into the noose and... finish the job!”

Having exhausted the whole area for a long time,
The giraffe moaned and swore.
He wandered around darker than a cloud
And he hit his head on the palm trees.

I noticed a strong rope.
Submitted lines in the obituary.
And at that moment I accidentally met
The horse that cried by the road.

And in the center of the palm alley
The horse whispered sadly to the giraffe:
“I envy your neck!
Well, how beautiful she is!

Why am I there? We all realized -
Deer, lions, bison, horses,
You spit on problems,
Like from that high bell tower!

You - become yourself, beauty and strength!
You were lucky to be born this way!” -
Said the bay and walked away sadly
Wandered away from our lucky one.

And he seemed to have become shiny
From praise and throwing up his muzzle,
All pulled himself together, straightened up
And he walked lightly and proudly.

He left an entry in his diary.
I'll finish this comic with her:
“Other people’s envy helped me
Overcome this stupid complex!”