Andersen. Analysis of the fairy tale "The Snow Queen"

But they fell right on the shore, and the waves immediately carried them back - as if the river did not want to take her jewel from the girl, since she could not return Kai to her. The girl, thinking that she had not thrown her shoes far enough, climbed into the boat, which was rocking in the reeds, stood on the very edge of the stern and again threw her shoes into the water. The boat was not tied and from its push moved away from the shore. The girl wanted to jump ashore as soon as possible, but while she was making her way from stern to bow, the boat had already completely sailed away and was quickly rushing downstream. Gerda was terribly frightened and began to cry and scream, but no one except the sparrows heard her. The sparrows, on the other hand, could not carry her to land, and only flew after her along the shore and chirped, as if wishing to console her: “We are here!” We are here! The boat was getting further and further away. Gerda sat quietly, in nothing but stockings: her red shoes floated behind the boat, but could not overtake her. “Maybe the river is taking me to Kai?” - thought Gerda, cheered up, got to her feet and admired the beautiful green shores for a long, long time. But then she sailed to a large cherry orchard, in which a house huddled under a thatched roof, with red and blue panes in the windows. Two wooden soldiers stood at the door and saluted all who passed by. Gerda screamed at them - she mistook them for living ones - but they, of course, did not answer her. So she swam even closer to them, the boat approached almost to the very shore, and the girl screamed even louder. An old, old woman came out of the house with a stick, in a big straw hat painted with wonderful flowers. “Oh, you poor child! said the old woman. “And how did you get on such a big fast river and get so far?” With these words, the old woman entered the water, hooked the boat with a stick, pulled it to the shore and landed Gerda. Gerda was glad, dear, that she finally found herself on land, although she was afraid of an unfamiliar old woman. “Well, let’s go, but tell me who you are and how you got here,” said the old woman. Gerda began to tell her about everything, and the old woman shook her head and repeated: “Hm! Hm!” When the girl had finished, she asked the old woman if she had seen Kai. She replied that he had not yet passed here, but, surely, he would pass, so there was nothing to grieve about yet, let Gerda better taste the cherries and admire the flowers that grow in the garden: they are more beautiful than in any picture book, and that’s it. know how to tell stories. Then the old woman took Gerda by the hand, took her to her house and locked the door with a key. The windows were high from the floor and all of multi-colored - red, blue and yellow - glass; from this the room itself was illuminated by some amazing iridescent light. There was a basket of wonderful cherries on the table, and Gerda could eat as many of them as she liked. And while she ate, the old woman combed her hair with a golden comb. Her hair curled in curls and a golden glow surrounded the sweet, friendly, round, like a rose, face of a girl. "I've wanted to have such a pretty girl for a long time!" said the old woman. “You’ll see how well we’ll live with you!” And she continued to comb the girl's curls, and the longer she combed, the more Gerda forgot her named brother Kai - the old woman knew how to conjure. Only she was not an evil sorceress and conjured only occasionally, for her own pleasure; now she really wanted to keep Gerda. And so she went into the garden, touched with a stick all the rose bushes, and as they stood in full bloom, they all went deep into the ground, and there was no trace of them. The old woman was afraid that Gerda, at the sight of these roses, would remember her own, and then Kaya and run away from her. Then the old woman took Gerda to the flower garden. Oh, what a fragrance there was, what beauty: a variety of flowers, and for every season! In all the world there would be no picture book more colorful, more beautiful than this flower garden. Gerda jumped for joy and played among the flowers until the sun went down behind the tall cherry trees. Then they put her in a wonderful bed with red silk feather beds stuffed with blue violets. The girl fell asleep, and she had dreams that only a queen sees on her wedding day. The next day, Gerda was again allowed to play in the wonderful flower garden in the sun. So many days passed. Gerda now knew every flower in the garden, but no matter how many there were, it still seemed to her that something was missing, but which one? And once she sat and looked straw hat old woman, painted with flowers, and the most beautiful of them was a rose - the old woman forgot to erase it when she sent the living roses underground. That's what distraction means! - How! Are there any roses here? - said Gerda, and immediately ran into the garden, looking for them, looking, but she did not find them. Then the girl sank to the ground and wept. Warm tears fell just on the spot where one of the rose bushes used to stand, and as soon as they moistened the ground, the bush instantly grew out of it, as blooming as before. Gerda wrapped her arms around him, began to kiss the roses and remembered those wonderful roses that bloomed at her house, and at the same time about Kai. - How I hesitated! the girl said. “I have to look for Kai! .. You don’t know where he is?” she asked the roses. Is it true that he died and will not return again? He didn't die! answered the roses. “We were underground, where all the dead lie, but Kai was not among them. - Thank you! - said Gerda and went to other flowers, looked into their cups and asked: - Do you know where Kai is? But each flower basked in the sun and thought only of its own own fairy tale or history. Gerda heard a lot of them, but not a single one said a word about Kai. Then Gerda went to a dandelion shining in the brilliant green grass. “You little bright sun! Gerda told him. “Tell me, do you know where I can look for my named brother?” Dandelion shone even brighter and looked at the girl. What song did he sing to her? Alas! And in this song not a word was said about Kai! — It was the first spring day, the sun was warm and shone so friendly on the small courtyard. Its rays glided over the white wall of the neighboring house, and near the very wall peeped the first yellow flower, it sparkled in the sun, like gold. An old grandmother came out to sit in the yard. Here her granddaughter, a poor servant, came from among the guests and kissed the old woman. A girl's kiss is more precious than gold - it comes straight from the heart. Gold on her lips, gold in her heart, gold in the sky in the morning! That's all! Dandelion said. “My poor grandmother! Gerda sighed. “That's right, she misses me and grieves as she grieved for Kai. But I'll be back soon and bring it with me. There is nothing more to ask the flowers - you won’t get any sense from them, they know what they say! And she ran to the end of the garden. The door was locked, but Gerda shook the rusty bolt for so long that it gave way, the door opened, and the girl, barefooted, began to run along the road. She looked back three times, but no one pursued her. Finally she got tired, sat down on a stone and looked around: the summer had already passed, there was a late fall. Only in the wonderful garden of the old woman, where the sun always shone and flowers of all seasons bloomed, this was not noticeable. - God! How I lingered! After all, autumn is in the yard! There is no time for rest! said Gerda, and set off again. Oh, how her poor tired legs ached! How cold and damp it was around! The long leaves on the willows were completely yellowed, the mist settled on them in large drops and flowed down to the ground; the leaves fell off like that. Only one blackthorn stood all covered with astringent, tart berries. How gray and dreary the whole world seemed!

And what happened to Gerda when Kai did not return? Where did he go? No one knew this, no one could tell anything about him. The boys said only that they saw him tying his sledge to a large magnificent sledge, which then turned into an alley and drove out of the city gates. Nobody knew where he had gone. Many tears were shed for him; Gerda wept bitterly and for a long time. Finally, they decided that he had died, drowned in the river that flowed outside the city. The dark winter days dragged on for a long time.

But then spring came, the sun came out.

“Kai is dead and will never come back!” Gerda said.

- I do not believe! Sunlight answered.

He died and won't come back! she repeated to the swallows.

- We don't believe it! they answered.

In the end, Gerda herself stopped believing it.

I'll put on my new red shoes. “Kai has never seen them yet,” she said one morning, “but I’ll go to the river to ask about him.”

It was still very early; she kissed her sleeping grandmother, put on her red shoes and ran all alone out of town, straight to the river.

“Is it true that you took my sworn brother?” I'll give you my red shoes if you give it back to me!

And it seemed to the girl that the waves were somehow strangely nodding to her; then she took off her red shoes, her first jewel, and threw them into the river. But they fell right on the shore, and the waves immediately carried them to land - the river seemed not to want to take her jewel from the girl, since she could not return Kai to her. The girl thought that she had not thrown her shoes very far, climbed into the boat, which was rocking in the reeds, stood on the very edge of the stern and again threw the shoes into the water. The boat was not tied and pushed off the shore. The girl wanted to jump onto land as soon as possible, but while she was making her way from stern to bow, the boat had already moved a whole arshin from the beret and quickly rushed down the stream.

Gerda was terribly frightened and began to cry and scream, but no one except the sparrows heard her cries; the sparrows, however, could not transfer her to land and only flew after her along the coast and chirped, as if wishing to console her: “We are here! We are here!"

The banks of the river were very beautiful; everywhere one could see the most wonderful flowers, tall, sprawling trees, meadows on which sheep and cows grazed, but nowhere was a single human soul to be seen.

“Maybe the river is taking me to Kai?” - thought Gerda, cheered up, stood on her nose and admired the beautiful green shores for a long, long time. But then she sailed to a large cherry orchard, in which a house with colored glass in the windows and a thatched roof sheltered. Two wooden soldiers stood at the door and saluted everyone who passed by with their guns.

Gerda screamed at them - she mistook them for the living - but they, of course, did not answer her. So she swam even closer to them, the boat approached almost to the very shore, and the girl screamed even louder. Leaning on a stick, an old woman came out of the house - an elderly old woman in a large straw hat painted with wonderful flowers.

- Oh, you poor baby! - said the old woman. - How did you get on such a big fast river and climbed so far?

With these words, the old woman entered the water, hooked the boat with her stick, pulled it to the shore and landed Gerda. Gerda was very glad that she finally found herself on dry land, although she was afraid of someone else's old woman.

- Well, let's go, but tell me who you are and how you got here? - said the old woman.

Gerda began to tell her about everything, and the old woman shook her head and repeated:

“Hm! Hm! But now the girl had finished and asked the old woman if she had seen Kai. She replied that he had not yet passed here, but, surely, he would pass, so the girl had nothing to grieve about yet - she would rather try cherries and admire the flowers that grow in the garden: they are more beautiful than those drawn in any picture book and everyone knows how to tell fairy tales! Then the old woman took Gerda by the hand, took her to her house and locked the door with a key.

The windows were high from the floor and all of multi-colored - red, blue and yellow - glass; from this the room itself was illuminated by some amazing bright, iridescent light. There was a basket of ripe cherries on the table, and Gerda could eat them as much as she liked; while she was eating, the old woman combed her hair with a golden comb. Her hair was curly, and the curls surrounded the fresh, round, like a rose, face of the girl with a golden glow.

“For a long time I wanted to have such a pretty girl! - said the old woman.

- You'll see how well we will live with you!

And she continued to comb the girl's curls, and the longer she combed, the more Gerda forgot her named brother Kai - the old woman knew how to conjure. She was not an evil sorceress and conjured only occasionally, for her own pleasure; now she really wanted to keep Gerda. And so she went into the garden, touched with her stick all the rose bushes, and as they stood in full bloom, they all went deep, deep into the ground, and there was no trace of them. The old woman was afraid that Gerda, at the sight of her roses, would remember her own, and then Kai, and run away. Having done her job, the old woman took Gerda to the flower garden. The girl's eyes widened: there were flowers of all kinds, all seasons. What a beauty, what a fragrance! In all the world one could not find more colorful and beautiful picture books than this flower garden. Gerda jumped for joy and played among the flowers until the sun went down behind the tall cherry trees. Then they put her in a wonderful bed with red silk feather beds stuffed with blue violets; the girl fell asleep, and she had such dreams as only a queen sees on her wedding day.

The next day Gerda was again allowed to play in the sun. So many days passed. Gerda knew every flower in the garden, but no matter how many there were, it still seemed to her that some one was missing, but which one? Once she sat and looked at the old woman's straw hat, painted with flowers; the most beautiful of them was just a rose - the old woman forgot to erase it. That's what distraction means!

- How! Are there any roses here? - said Gerda and immediately ran to look for them all over the garden - there is not one!

Then the girl sank to the ground and wept. Warm tears fell right on the spot where one of the rose bushes used to stand, and as soon as they wet the ground, the bush instantly grew out of it, just as fresh, blooming as before.

Gerda wrapped her arms around him, began to kiss the roses and remembered those wonderful roses that bloomed at her house, and at the same time about Kai.

- How I hesitated! – said the girl. “I have to look for Kai!”

Do you know where he is? she asked the roses. Do you believe that he died and will not return again?

He didn't die! the roses said. - We were underground, where all the dead lie, but Kai was not among them.

- Thank you! - said Gerda and went to other flowers, looked into their cups and asked: - Do you know where Kai is?

But each flower basked in the sun and thought only of its own fairy tale or story; Gerda heard a lot of them, but not one of the flowers said a word about Kai.

What did the fiery lily tell her?

Do you hear the drum beat? Boom! Boom! The sounds are very monotonous: boom, boom! Listen to the mournful singing of women! Listen to the cries of the priests!.. An Indian widow is standing at the stake in a long red robe. The flames are about to engulf her and the body of her dead husband, but she thinks about the living - about the one who is standing here, about the one whose eyes burn her heart more than the flame that will now incinerate her body. Can the flame of the heart be extinguished in the flame of a fire!

– I don’t understand anything! Gerda said.

- This is my story! replied the fiery lily.

What did the bindweed say?

- A narrow mountain path leads to an ancient knight's castle proudly towering on a rock. The old brick walls are thickly covered with ivy. Its leaves cling to the balcony, and on the balcony stands a lovely girl; she leaned over the railing and looked at the road. The girl is fresher than a rose, more airy than an apple blossom swayed by the wind. How her silk dress rustles! "Won't he come?"

Are you talking about Kai? Gerda asked.

- I tell my fairy tale, my dreams! - answered the bindweed.

What did the little snowdrop say?

- A long board swings between the trees - this is a swing. Two little girls are sitting on the board; their dresses are white as snow, and long green silk ribbons flutter from their hats. The brother, older than them, kneels behind the sisters, leaning on the ropes; in one hand he has a small cup of soapy water, in the other a clay tube. He blows bubbles, the board sways, the bubbles fly through the air, shimmering in the sun with all the colors of the rainbow. Here is one hanging on the end of the tube and swaying from the wind. A black dog, light as a soap bubble, stands up on its hind legs, and puts its front paws on the board, but the board flies up, the dog falls, yelps and gets angry. Children tease her, bubbles burst ... The board sways, foam scatters - that's my song!

- She may be good, but you say all this in such a sad tone! And again, not a word about Kai! What will the hyacinths say?

- Once upon a time there were two slender, airy beauties of the sister. On one dress was red, on the other blue, on the third completely white. They danced hand in hand in the clear moonlight by a quiet lake. They were not elves, but real girls. A sweet fragrance filled the air, and the girls disappeared into the forest. Here the aroma became even stronger, even sweeter - three coffins floated out of the thicket of the forest; in them lay the beauties of the sister, and around them fluttered, like living lights, fireflies. Are the girls sleeping, or are they dead? The scent of the flowers says they are dead. The evening bell tolls for the dead!

- You made me sad! Gerda said. - Your bells also smell so strong! .. Now dead girls do not go out of my head! Oh, is Kai dead too?

But the roses were underground and they say that he is not there!

- Ding-dan! hyacinth bells chimed. – We are not calling over Kai! We don't even know him! We call our own ditty; we don't know the other one!

And Gerda went to the golden dandelion shining in the brilliant green grass.

“You little bright sun! Gerda told him. - Tell me, do you know where I can look for my named brother?

Dandelion shone even brighter and looked at the girl. What song did he sing to her? Alas! And in this song not a word was said about Kai!

- Early spring; The bright sun shines warmly on the small courtyard. Swallows hover near the white wall adjoining the neighbors' yard. From the green grass, the first yellow flowers peep out, sparkling in the sun, like gold. An old grandmother came out to sit in the yard; her granddaughter, a poor maid, came from among the guests, and kissed the old woman tightly. A girl's kiss is more precious than gold - it comes straight from the heart. Gold on her lips, gold in her heart. That's all! Dandelion said.

“My poor grandmother! Gerda sighed. - How she misses me, how she grieves! No less than she grieved for Kai! But I'll be back soon and bring him with me. There is nothing more to ask the flowers - you will not achieve anything from them, they only know their songs!

And she tied her skirt up to make it easier to run, but when she wanted to jump over the narcissus, he whipped her legs. Gerda stopped, looked at the long flower and asked:

- Do you know anything, perhaps?

And she leaned towards him, waiting for an answer. What did the narcissist say?

- I see myself! I see myself! Oh, how fragrant I am! .. High, high in a small closet, under the very roof, there is a half-dressed dancer. She now balances on one leg, then again stands firmly on both and tramples the whole world with them - she is, after all, one optical illusion. Here she is pouring water from a teapot onto some white piece of matter that she is holding in her hands. This is her corsage. Cleanliness is the best beauty! A white skirt hangs on a nail driven into the wall; the skirt was also washed with water from the kettle and dried on the roof! Here the girl is dressing and tying a bright yellow handkerchief around her neck, which sets off the whiteness of the dress even more sharply. Again one leg soars into the air! Look how straight it stands on the other, like a flower on its stem! I see myself, I see myself!

- Yes, I have little to do with this! Gerda said. “There is nothing for me to tell about it! And she ran out of the garden.

The door was locked only with a latch; Gerda pulled a rusty bolt, it gave way, the door opened, and the girl, barefooted, started running along the road! She looked back three times, but no one pursued her. Finally, she got tired, sat down on a stone and looked around: the summer had already passed, it was late autumn in the yard, and in the old woman’s wonderful garden, where the sun always shone and flowers of all seasons bloomed, this was not noticeable!

- God! How I lingered! After all, autumn is in the yard! There is no time for rest! - said Gerda and again set off on her way.

Oh, how her poor, tired legs hurt! How cold and damp it was in the air! The leaves on the willows were completely yellowed, the fog settled on them in large drops and flowed down to the ground; the leaves fell off like that. One blackthorn stood all covered with astringent, tart berries. How gray and dreary the whole world seemed!

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Test based on the fairy tale by G.H. Andersen " The Snow Queen"

a) C. Perro;

b) the Brothers Grimm;

c) G. Andersen.

2. What object in the fairy tale was shattered?

a) a mirror

b) glass;

3. Where did the fragments of this object penetrate?

a) lungs;

b) heart;

c) liver.

4. What bush grew in each box?

a) pink

b) crimson;

c) purple.

5. What were the flowers in the garden able to tell?

a) legends

b) fairy tales;

c) jokes.

6. What colors were the two beds in?

c) tulips.

7. What dried fish did the old woman write two words on?

c) cod.

8. What word did Kai form from ice floes?

a) "eternity";

b) "life";

c) infinity.

9. What would Kai get from the Snow Queen if he wrote this word?

a) new skis;

b) new skates;

c) new sleds.

10. What did the young deer give Kai and Gerda to drink?

a) a drink

b) milk;

11. What Kai says: “You see how skillfully done! This is much more interesting than real flowers! And what precision! Not a single wrong line! Ah, if only they had not melted!”?

a) about ice floes;

b) About snowflakes;

c) About snowdrifts.

12. What melted Kai's icy heart?

a) Hot tears of Gerda;

b) hot tea;

c) a burning fire.

13. What did Kai and Gerda notice when they returned home?

a) They became adults;

b) They became taller;

c) They have become more beautiful.

14. What helped Gerda remember Kai when she lived with a woman who knew how to conjure?

a) pink rose bushes;

b) White rose bushes;

c) snowflakes.

15. Who helped Gerda get into the palace to the prince and princess?

a) Raven and crow;

b) a good guard;

Answer: She thought that Kai was dead and shed many tears for him.

Why didn't the river take the girl's shoes?

Answer: Because she could not return Kai to the girl in exchange for these shoes.

Who took Gerda to her when she was adrift in a boat in search of Kai, and what wealth did she possess?

Answer: Old lady. She had many, many flowers that could tell stories.

What did the old woman dream about?

Answer: She dreamed of having a nice little girl like Gerda.

Who was she and what did she do to Gerda and why?

Answer: She was a bit of a witch. She began to comb Gerda, then she took her to the flower garden so that she admired the flowers, forgetting about Kai, and stayed there.

Why did she make sure that the roses did not fall into the eyes of the girl?

Answer: So that the girl does not remember about the roses that she has at home, and along with them does not remember about Kai.

Quote: “The old woman was afraid that Gerda, at the sight of her roses, would remember her own, and then Kai, and run away.”

Where did Gerda see the rose and why was she there?

Answer: On the old woman's hat. And there was, because the old woman forgot to erase it.

Why did the rose bush grow?

Answer: Because Gerda's tears, caused by the lack of roses, fell right on him.

What happened to the girl after that?

Answer: She began to kiss the roses of the grown bush and remembered Kai.

Who told Gerda that Kai was alive, and why did they know about it?

Answer: Roses. When they were underground, where all the dead lie, they did not see Kai there.

How did other flowers react to Gerda's words about Kai?

Answer: In different ways, but not a word about Kai. They supposedly knew only their songs.