→ Tatar fairy tale "Zuhra - Yoldyz"

Zuhra - Yoldyz *

Once upon a time there lived a girl named Zuhra. She was pretty, smart, and was known as a great craftswoman. Everyone around admired her skill, quickness and respect. Zuhra was also loved for the fact that she was not proud of her beauty and diligence.
Zuhra lived with her father and stepmother, who envied her stepdaughter, scolded her for any trifle, and charged the girl with the hardest work around the house. Under her father, an evil woman held her tongue, but as soon as he was over the threshold, she began to harass her adopted daughter. The stepmother sent Zuhra for brushwood to a terrible dense forest, where there were many snakes and ferocious animals. But they never touched the kind and meek girl.
Zuhra worked from dawn to dusk, tried to do everything that she was ordered, trying to please her father's wife. Yes, where is it! The humility and long-suffering of the stepdaughter completely pissed off the stepmother.
And then one evening, when Zuhra was especially tired from incessant work, her stepmother ordered her to drag water from the river into a bottomless vessel. Yes, she threatened
- If you don’t fill it to the brim before the morning dawn, so that your foot is not in the house!
Not daring to argue, Zuhra took buckets with a yoke and set off for water. She was so tired during the day that her legs could hardly carry her, her arms were taken away, and her shoulders were bent even under the weight of empty buckets. On the shore, Zuhra decided to rest at least a little. She removed the buckets from the yoke, straightened her shoulders, looked around.
It was a wonderful night. The moon poured silvery rays on the earth, and everything around basked in sweet peace, illumined by its rays. Stars twinkled in the mirror of water, uniting with their round dance in the heavenly ocean. Everything was full of mysterious captivating beauty, and for some moments Zuhra was forgotten, sorrows and hardships were gone. Fish splashed in the reeds, a light wave rolled onto the shore. Together with her, memories of a sweet childhood flooded in, as if the affectionate words of her beloved mother sounded again. And this made the unfortunate girl, who woke up from a momentary oblivion, feel even more bitter. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, falling like large diamonds to the ground.
With a heavy sigh, Zuhra filled the buckets, and the yoke with an unbearable weight fell on the girl's shoulders. And even harder lay a stone on the heart. Zuhra looked at the moon again - she still floated freely along the heavenly path, shining and beckoning. And so Zukhra wanted to forget herself again, like a heavenly wanderer not to know grief or worries and to give kindness and affection ...
At that moment, a star fell from the sky. And as long as she fell to the ground, it became brighter and brighter. Zukhra's soul suddenly felt better, the heavy stone stopped pressing on the girl's heart. Sweet languor seized her, it became gratifying, calm. Zuhra felt the buckets of water become almost weightless. Her eyes closed on their own. And when Zuhra opened her long eyelashes again, she saw herself on the moon, into which she had been staring for so long. She was surrounded by a dance of many stars, one of which shone especially brightly.
It turns out that this star has always followed Zuhra. She saw her suffering, which did not harden the girl against her evil stepmother. This same star embraced Zuhra with its rays and lifted her up to the moon itself. No one on earth saw this, nothing disturbed her nightly peace. Only the surface of the river near the shore rippled and became clean again, like a mirror. And with the morning dawn both the moon and the stars disappeared.
Zukhra's father came ashore, searched for his daughter for a long time, called - called her beloved and beloved. But I saw only two buckets filled to the brim with water. And either it seemed to him, or it really was - as if a small clear star flared up and disappeared in clear water.
It darkened, dazzled in the father's eyes. He touched the buckets with his hand - the water stirred, sparkled, began to play. As if the buckets were not full of her, but of many precious diamonds...
If you look carefully at the moon on a clear night, you will see on it the silhouette of a girl with a yoke on her shoulders. And next to the moon, notice a brightly shining star. This is the same star that lifted a good soul to heaven. It is called the star of Zuhra.

Once there lived a girl named Zuhra. She was pretty, smart, and was known as a great craftswoman. Everyone around admired her skill, quickness and respect. Zuhra was also loved for the fact that she was not proud of her beauty and diligence.

Zuhra lived with her father and stepmother, who envied her stepdaughter, scolded her for any trifle, and charged the girl with the hardest work around the house. Under her father, an evil woman held her tongue, but as soon as he was over the threshold, she began to harass her adopted daughter. The stepmother sent Zuhra for brushwood to a terrible dense forest, where there were many snakes and ferocious animals. But they never touched the kind and meek girl.

Zuhra worked from dawn to dusk, tried to do everything that she was ordered, trying to please her father's wife. Yes, where is it! The humility and long-suffering of the stepdaughter completely pissed off the stepmother.

And then one evening, when Zuhra was especially tired from incessant work, her stepmother ordered her to drag water from the river into a bottomless vessel. Yes, she threatened

If you don’t fill it to the brim before the morning dawn, so that your foot is not in the house!

Not daring to argue, Zuhra took buckets with a yoke and set off for water. So much sleep had fallen during the day that her legs could hardly carry her, her arms were taken away, and her shoulders were bent even under the weight of empty buckets.

On the shore, Zuhra decided to rest at least a little. She removed the buckets from the yoke, straightened her shoulders, looked around.

It was a wonderful night. The moon poured silvery rays on the earth, and everything around basked in sweet peace, illumined by its rays. Stars twinkled in the mirror of water, uniting with their round dance in the heavenly ocean. Everything was full of mysterious captivating beauty, and for some moments Zukhra was forgotten, sorrows and hardships were gone.

Fish splashed in the reeds, a light wave rolled onto the shore. Together with her, memories of a sweet childhood flooded in, as if the affectionate words of her beloved mother sounded again. And this made the unfortunate girl, who woke up from a momentary oblivion, feel even more bitter. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, falling like large diamonds to the ground.

Sighing heavily, Zuhra filled the buckets, and the yoke with an unbearable weight fell not on the girl's shoulders. And even harder lay a stone on the heart. Zuhra looked at the moon again - she still floated freely along the heavenly path, shining and beckoning. And so Zukhra wanted to forget herself again, like a heavenly wanderer not to know grief or worries and to give kindness and affection ...

At that moment, a star fell from the sky. And as long as she fell to the ground, it became brighter and brighter. Zukhra's soul suddenly felt better, the heavy stone stopped pressing on the girl's heart. Sweet languor seized her, it became gratifying, calm. Zuhra felt the buckets of water become almost weightless. Her eyes closed on their own. And when Zuhra opened her long eyelashes again, she saw herself on the moon, into which she had gazed for so long. She was surrounded by a dance of many stars, one of which shone especially brightly.

It turns out that this star has always followed Zuhra. She saw her suffering, which did not harden the girl against her evil stepmother. This same star embraced Zuhra with its rays and lifted her up to the moon itself. No one on earth saw this, nothing disturbed her nightly peace. Only the surface of the river near the shore rippled and became clean again, like a mirror. And with the morning dawn both the moon and the stars disappeared.

Zukhra's father came ashore, searched for his daughter for a long time, called - called her beloved and beloved. But I saw only two buckets filled to the brim with water. And either it seemed to him, or it really was - as if a small clear star flared up and disappeared in clear water.

It darkened, dazzled in the father's eyes. He touched the buckets with his hand - the water stirred, sparkled, began to play. It was as if the buckets were not full of her, but of many precious diamonds ...

If you look carefully at the moon on a clear night, you will see on it the silhouette of a girl with a yoke on her shoulders. And next to the moon, notice a brightly shining star. This is the very star that raised a good soul to heaven. It is called the star of Zuhra.

Once there lived a girl named Zuhra. She was pretty, smart, and was known as a great craftswoman. Everyone around admired her skill, quickness and respect. Zuhra was also loved for the fact that she was not proud of her beauty and diligence.

Zuhra lived with her father and stepmother, who envied her stepdaughter, scolded her for any trifle, and charged the girl with the hardest work around the house. Under her father, an evil woman held her tongue, but as soon as he was over the threshold, she began to harass her adopted daughter. The stepmother sent Zuhra for brushwood to a terrible dense forest, where there were many snakes and ferocious animals. But they never touched the kind and meek girl.

Zuhra worked from dawn to dusk, tried to do everything that she was ordered, trying to please her father's wife. Yes, where is it! The humility and long-suffering of the stepdaughter completely pissed off the stepmother.

And then one evening, when Zuhra was especially tired from incessant work, her stepmother ordered her to drag water from the river into a bottomless vessel. Yes, she threatened

If you don’t fill it to the brim before the morning dawn, so that your foot is not in the house!

Not daring to argue, Zuhra took buckets with a yoke and set off for water. So much sleep had fallen during the day that her legs could hardly carry her, her arms were taken away, and her shoulders were bent even under the weight of empty buckets.

On the shore, Zuhra decided to rest at least a little. She removed the buckets from the yoke, straightened her shoulders, looked around.

It was a wonderful night. The moon poured silvery rays on the earth, and everything around basked in sweet peace, illumined by its rays. Stars twinkled in the mirror of water, uniting with their round dance in the heavenly ocean. Everything was full of mysterious captivating beauty, and for some moments Zukhra was forgotten, sorrows and hardships were gone.

Fish splashed in the reeds, a light wave rolled onto the shore. Together with her, memories of a sweet childhood flooded in, as if the affectionate words of her beloved mother sounded again. And this made the unfortunate girl, who woke up from a momentary oblivion, feel even more bitter. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, falling like large diamonds to the ground.

Sighing heavily, Zuhra filled the buckets, and the yoke with an unbearable weight fell not on the girl's shoulders. And even harder lay a stone on the heart. Zuhra looked at the moon again - she still floated freely along the heavenly path, shining and beckoning. And so Zukhra wanted to forget herself again, like a heavenly wanderer not to know grief or worries and to give kindness and affection ...

At that moment, a star fell from the sky. And as long as she fell to the ground, it became brighter and brighter. Zukhra's soul suddenly felt better, the heavy stone stopped pressing on the girl's heart. Sweet languor seized her, it became gratifying, calm. Zuhra felt the buckets of water become almost weightless. Her eyes closed on their own. And when Zuhra opened her long eyelashes again, she saw herself on the moon, into which she had gazed for so long. She was surrounded by a dance of many stars, one of which shone especially brightly.

It turns out that this star has always followed Zuhra. She saw her suffering, which did not harden the girl against her evil stepmother. This same star embraced Zuhra with its rays and lifted her up to the moon itself. No one on earth saw this, nothing disturbed her nightly peace. Only the surface of the river near the shore rippled and became clean again, like a mirror. And with the morning dawn both the moon and the stars disappeared.

Zukhra's father came ashore, searched for his daughter for a long time, called - called her beloved and beloved. But I saw only two buckets filled to the brim with water. And either it seemed to him, or it really was - as if a small clear star flared up and disappeared in clear water.

It darkened, dazzled in the father's eyes. He touched the buckets with his hand - the water stirred, sparkled, began to play. As if the buckets were not full of her, but of many precious diamonds...

If you look carefully at the moon on a clear night, you will see on it the silhouette of a girl with a yoke on her shoulders. And next to the moon, notice a brightly shining star. This is the very star that raised a good soul to heaven. It is called the star of Zuhra.

Tatar myths and legends Completed by: Tyugaeva Daria, student of the 7th grade of the Municipal Educational Institution “Secondary School 1 r.p. Novye Burasy, Novoburassky district, Saratov region» Head: Alferyeva M.K. Completed by: Tyugaeva Daria, a student of the 7th grade of the MOU “Secondary School 1 r.p. Novye Burasy, Novoburassky district, Saratov region» Head: Alferyeva M.K. Network project "Colorful round dance"

Bogatyr Idel and beauty Akbike On the banks of the Shirbetle River once stood a big city, where a rich khan lived happily in a luxurious palace. His wife Fatima was known as a skilled sorceress. The joy of the parents was their only daughter, the beautiful Akbike. Many young men were secretly in love with her, but bypassed the palace, fearing the sorceress Fatima. The daughter of the Khan fell in love with the hero Idel. One day he plucked up courage and stole the beautiful Akbike to always be with her. Fatima demanded that her daughter be returned to the palace. But Idel and Akbike did not listen to her. The sorceress became angry, blew and spat at the kidnapper and drove the Idel-Volga away from her eyes, to where the current riverbed is. Since then, the lovers have never parted.

Big people In ancient times, people were completely different - tall, powerful. Through the spruce forests they made their way as if through a large grass, ravines and gullies, lakes easily stepped over. Once the son of one of these giants was playing and frolicking and saw a very small man plowing the land. With a horse, with a plow. The boy put the man, together with the horse and the plow, in his palm and marveled for a long time: where did such curiosities come from? Then he put them in his pocket and took them home. Tells father; - When I was playing, I found this little toy man - and showed the find. The father looked and said: - Son, do not hurt him. Where you find it, take it there. This is one of those people who will live after us. The boy carried the little man, along with the horse and plow, to their original place.

Frightened dogs They guarded the felled trees. Suddenly they hear someone stepping through the boughs with a bang, going straight towards them. In the moonlight you can see: long, thin, all covered with hair. - Woof-woof is there? - asks. - No, - they answer him. - Choo-choo is there? - Not. One of the sons hides the dog behind his back. She is torn, she is about to jump. And shurale is getting closer. - Let's play ticklish? - He speaks. They let the dog go right away - where did the shurale get the agility from, he rushed wherever his eyes looked. The next morning we got up and saw: where the shurale ran, there the trees fell in a strip. He appears to be afraid of the dog and the whip. The deceased father told me that a man named Persiam Satdin lived in our village. Once he and his two sons spent the night in the forest and saw a shurale.

Albasty The name of Albasty among the Tatars is called a force or an evil creature that lives and appears to people mainly in non-residential houses, in wastelands, fields and meadows. It appears to the people of Albasty in the guise of a man, and most of all in the form of a large cart, mop, haystack, stack, Christmas tree, etc. Albasty is dangerous because he can crush a person to death, and sometimes he also drinks blood from him. Once, a student of the Kazan madrasah once said, in the month of Ramadan, at night after dinner, I went to bed. In a dream, I saw that I was going to the mosque for prayer. When I entered the mosque, the mullah and the people were already praying. Suddenly I see a hefty old beggar who comes up to me, roughly grabs me and starts to crush. He pressed so hard that he could not breathe. I was suffocating and losing consciousness. I wanted to scream, but my voice wouldn't come out of my throat. After some time, Albasty disappeared and I, crying out in horror, woke up exhausted, tired, and fell ill the next day.

However, Albasty does not always crush a person, sometimes he gets off with a slight fright, and the mysterious creature does not bring much harm. A man was driving in the winter from the city of Kazan to his village at night. Before reaching the village for some two or three versts, he sees that two stacks of hay are moving on both sides of him, and near these stacks something is shining. Looking more closely, the peasant was horrified, recognizing Albasty in the haystacks. He began to drive the horse, but no matter how much he urged him, he could not get past the luminous haystacks. He was finally convinced that Albasty was pursuing him, and began to whip the horse even harder. But all to no avail.

He hears, suddenly the roosters crowed, and immediately both haystacks and the light near them disappeared. After that, the horse, feeling relieved, no longer ran at a trot, but took off straight at a gallop, so that it was impossible to hold it. Finally, a peasant found himself in an unfamiliar village and could not figure out where he was. He thought for a long time and guessed that this was the same village through which he had passed during the day. After two or three hours of racing, he drives up to a dark forest, which was not in this area. He hears the sounds of music, distant human voices, the mooing of cows, the neighing of horses ... The peasant was even more frightened and prayerfully drove on. And the luminous haystacks do not lag behind a single step, everyone accompanies him. He looked around - the same haystacks and the same unusual light around them. The man lost all hope of deliverance. Attacks, thinks to himself, Albasty and crushes. Well, come what may! He lay down in the bag and let go of the reins ...

Gathering his last strength, the peasant went to his village. Meanwhile, it was already light. As he rode, he kept looking around, marveling at the tracks of his sleigh, and reminiscing about the night journey. In the end, he recovered and, feeling free from Albasty, safely arrived in his native village. However, after this incident, the man fell ill and barely survived. If the roosters had not crowed in time on that dark night, his death would surely have been inevitable.

Asterisk Zuhra Once upon a time there lived a girl named Zuhra. She was pretty, smart, and was known as a great craftswoman. Everyone around admired her skill, quickness and respect. Zuhra was also loved for the fact that she was not proud of her beauty and diligence. Zuhra lived with her father and stepmother, who envied her stepdaughter, scolded her for any trifle, and charged the girl with the hardest work around the house. Under her father, an evil woman held her tongue, but as soon as he was over the threshold, she began to harass her adopted daughter. The stepmother sent Zuhra for brushwood to a terrible dense forest, where there were many snakes and ferocious animals. But they never touched the kind and meek girl.

Zuhra worked from dawn to dusk, tried to do everything that she was ordered, trying to please her father's wife. Yes, where is it! The humility and long-suffering of the stepdaughter completely pissed off the stepmother. And then one evening, when Zuhra was especially tired from incessant work, her stepmother ordered her to drag water from the river into a bottomless vessel. Yes, she threatened: - If you don’t fill it to the brim before the morning dawn, so that your feet are not in the house! Not daring to argue, Zuhra took buckets with a yoke and set off for water.

So much sleep had fallen during the day that her legs could hardly carry her, her arms were taken away, and her shoulders were bent even under the weight of empty buckets. On the shore, Zuhra decided to rest at least a little. She removed the buckets from the yoke, straightened her shoulders, looked around. It was a wonderful night. The moon poured silvery rays on the earth, and everything around basked in sweet peace, illumined by its rays. Stars twinkled in the mirror of water, uniting with their round dance in the heavenly ocean. Everything was full of mysterious captivating beauty, and for some moments Zukhra was forgotten, sorrows and hardships were gone.

Fish splashed in the reeds, a light wave rolled onto the shore. Together with her, memories of a sweet childhood flooded in, as if the affectionate words of her beloved mother sounded again. And this made the unfortunate girl, who woke up from a momentary oblivion, feel even more bitter. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, falling like large diamonds to the ground. Sighing heavily, Zuhra filled the buckets, and the yoke with an unbearable weight fell not on the girl's shoulders. And even harder lay a stone on the heart. Zuhra looked at the moon again - she still floated freely along the heavenly path, shining and beckoning. And so Zukhra wanted to forget herself again, like a heavenly wanderer not to know grief or worries and to give kindness and affection ...

At that moment, a star fell from the sky. And as long as she fell to the ground, it became brighter and brighter. Zukhra's soul suddenly felt better, the heavy stone stopped pressing on the girl's heart. Sweet languor seized her, it became gratifying, calm. Zuhra felt the buckets of water become almost weightless. Her eyes closed on their own. And when Zuhra opened her long eyelashes again, she saw herself on the moon, into which she had gazed for so long. She was surrounded by a dance of many stars, one of which shone especially brightly.

It turns out that this star has always followed Zuhra. She saw her suffering, which did not harden the girl against her evil stepmother. This same star embraced Zuhra with its rays and lifted her up to the moon itself. No one on earth saw this, nothing disturbed her nightly peace. Only the surface of the river near the shore rippled and became clean again, like a mirror. And with the morning dawn both the moon and the stars disappeared. Zukhra's father came ashore, searched for his daughter for a long time, called - called her beloved and beloved. But I saw only two buckets filled to the brim with water. And either it seemed to him, or it really was - as if a small clear star flared up and disappeared in clear water. It darkened, dazzled in the father's eyes. He touched the buckets with his hand - the water stirred, sparkled, began to play. As if the buckets were not full of her, but of many precious diamonds...

References and sources tatarstana/skazochnyie-suschestva-tatar.html tatarstana/skazochnyie-suschestva-tatar.html Myths of the Ancient Volga: myths, legends, tales, life and customs of the peoples who lived on the banks of the great river from ancient times to the present day / comp. V. I. Vardugin; ill. G. M. Panferov. - Saratov: Hope, p. : ill.

Once upon a time there lived a girl named Zuhra. She was pretty, smart, and was known as a great craftswoman. Everyone around admired her skill, quickness and respect. Zuhra was also loved for the fact that she was not proud of her beauty and diligence.

Zuhra lived with her father and stepmother, who envied her stepdaughter, scolded her for any trifle, and charged the girl with the hardest work around the house. Under her father, an evil woman held her tongue, but as soon as he was over the threshold, she began to harass her adopted daughter. The stepmother sent Zuhra for brushwood to a terrible dense forest, where there were many snakes and ferocious animals. But they never touched the kind and meek girl.

Zuhra worked from dawn to dusk, tried to do everything that she was ordered, trying to please her father's wife. Yes, where is it! The humility and long-suffering of the stepdaughter completely pissed off the stepmother.

And then one evening, when Zuhra was especially tired from incessant work, her stepmother ordered her to drag water from the river into a bottomless vessel. Yes, she threatened

- If you don’t fill it to the brim before the morning dawn, so that your foot is not in the house!

Not daring to argue, Zuhra took buckets with a yoke and set off for water. She was so tired during the day that her legs could hardly carry her, her arms were taken away, and her shoulders were bent even under the weight of empty buckets. On the shore, Zuhra decided to rest at least a little. She removed the buckets from the yoke, straightened her shoulders, looked around.

It was a wonderful night. The moon poured silvery rays on the earth, and everything around basked in sweet peace, illumined by its rays. Stars twinkled in the mirror of water, uniting with their round dance in the heavenly ocean. Everything was full of mysterious captivating beauty, and for some moments Zuhra was forgotten, sorrows and hardships were gone. Fish splashed in the reeds, a light wave rolled onto the shore. Together with her, memories of a sweet childhood flooded in, as if the affectionate words of her beloved mother sounded again. And this made the unfortunate girl, who woke up from a momentary oblivion, feel even more bitter. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, falling like large diamonds to the ground.

With a heavy sigh, Zuhra filled the buckets, and the yoke with an unbearable weight fell on the girl's shoulders. And even harder lay a stone on the heart. Zuhra looked at the moon again - she still floated freely along the heavenly path, shining and beckoning. And so Zukhra wanted to forget herself again, like a heavenly wanderer not to know grief or worries and to give kindness and affection ...

At that moment, a star fell from the sky. And as long as she fell to the ground, it became brighter and brighter. Zukhra's soul suddenly felt better, the heavy stone stopped pressing on the girl's heart. Sweet languor seized her, it became gratifying, calm. Zuhra felt the buckets of water become almost weightless. Her eyes closed on their own. And when Zuhra opened her long eyelashes again, she saw herself on the moon, into which she had gazed for so long. She was surrounded by a dance of many stars, one of which shone especially brightly.

It turns out that this star has always followed Zuhra. She saw her suffering, which did not harden the girl against her evil stepmother. This same star embraced Zuhra with its rays and lifted her up to the moon itself. No one on earth saw this, nothing disturbed her nightly peace. Only the surface of the river near the shore rippled and became clean again, like a mirror. And with the morning dawn both the moon and the stars disappeared.

Zukhra's father came ashore, searched for his daughter for a long time, called - called her beloved and beloved. But I saw only two buckets filled to the brim with water. And either it seemed to him, or it really was - as if a small clear star flared up and disappeared in clear water.

It darkened, dazzled in the father's eyes. He touched the buckets with his hand - the water stirred, sparkled, began to play. It was as if the buckets were not full of her, but of many precious diamonds ...

If you look carefully at the moon on a clear night, you will see on it the silhouette of a girl with a yoke on her shoulders. And next to the moon, notice a brightly shining star. This is the same star that lifted a good soul to heaven. It is called the star of Zuhra.