And I don't believe you can hear how beautifully the birds are singing. He wanted to wait until Little Red Riding Hood went home that evening, then follow her and eat her up in the darkness. He sniffed and looked down, stretching his neck so long that he could no longer hold himself, and he began to slide. Each time she picked one she thought that she could see an even more beautiful one a little way off, and she ran after it, going further and further into the woods. Why don't you go and take a look? Just how are you going to catch her? She did not know what a wicked animal he was, and was not afraid of him. It's Little Red Riding Hood, and I'm bringing you some baked things. It was so dark inside the wolf's body! Little Red Riding Hood had run after flowers, and did not continue on her way to grandmother's until she had gathered all that she could carry. There's a hedge of hazel bushes there. He got into her bed and pulled the curtains shut. One day her mother said to her: "Come Little Red Riding Hood. You are walking along as though you were on your way to school in the village. And Little Red Riding Hood returned home happily and safely. Then he took her clothes, put them on, and put her cap on his head. I'm bringing you some cake and wine. So he took a pair of scissors and cut open his belly. We baked yesterday, and they should give her strength. There was a large stone trough in front of the house. But the grandmother saw what he was up to. I usually like it at grandmother's. She is sick and weak, and they will do her well. She told her that she had seen the wolf, and that he had wished her a good day, but had stared at her in a wicked manner. He thought it strange that the old woman was snoring so loudly, so he decided to take a look. She thought: "If a take a bouquet to grandmother, she will be very pleased. A huntsman was just passing by. Anyway, it is still early, and I'll be home on time. You must know the place," said Little Red Riding Hood. But the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked on the door. The wolf thought to himself: "Now there is a tasty bite for me. The wicked one walked around the house several times, and finally jumped onto the roof. I won't shoot him," thought the huntsman. He stepped inside, and in the bed there lay the wolf that he had been hunting for such a long time. As soon as the wolf had finished this tasty bite, he climbed back into bed, fell asleep, and began to snore very loudly. Here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. The grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine that Little Red Riding Hood had brought. Once she gave her a little cap made of red velvet. He stepped inside, went straight to the grandmother's bed, and ate her up. He slid off the roof, fell into the trough, and drowned. The smell of sausage arose into the wolf's nose. They filled the wolf's body with them, and when he woke up and tried to run away, the stones were so heavy that he fell down dead. Because it suited her so well, and she wanted to wear it all the time, she came to be known as Little Red Riding Hood. Grandmother was lying there with her cap pulled down over her face and looking very strange. Mind your manners and give her my greetings. When Little Red Riding Hood entered the woods a wolf came up to her. But Little Red Riding Hood took care and went straight to grandmother's. When she arrived, she found, to her surprise, that the door was open. Everyone who saw her liked her, but most of all her grandmother, who did not know what to give the child next. He had cut only a few strokes when he saw the red cap shining through. It is very beautiful in the woods. He cut a little more, and the girl jumped out and cried: "Oh, I was so frightened! Then Little Red Riding Hood fetched some large heavy stones. And Little Red Riding Hood thought to herself: "As long as I live, I will never leave the path and run off into the woods by myself if mother tells me not to. She walked into the parlor, and everything looked so strange that she thought: "Oh, my God, why am I so afraid? Take them to your grandmother. Behave yourself on the way, and do not leave the path, or you might fall down and break the glass, and then there will be nothing for your sick grandmother. The grandmother lived out in the woods, a half hour from the village. The huntsman took the wolf's pelt. Carry the water that I boiled them with to the trough.。
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