A winter tale

It has been snowing since the morning.

Teddy bear was sitting on a stump at the edge of the forest with his head raised, counting and licking the snowflakes that fell on his nose.

The snowflakes fell, sweet and fluffy, and before they landed they rose on tiptoes. Ah, what fun that was!

- The seventh - Teddy whispered and, foreshadowing the pleasure, licked his nose.

But the snowflakes were bewitched: they did not melt and remained fluffy even in bear's stomach.

- Ah, hello, dove! - said six snowflakes to their friend when she ended up next to them. - Is it still so peaceful in the forest? Is Teddy bear still sitting on the stump like that? Ah, what a funny bear!

Teddy bear heard someone talking in his stomach, but he didn't pay attention.

And the snow kept falling and falling. More and more snowflakes landed on bear's nose, sat down and said with a smile: Hello, Teddy bear!

- I'm very pleased! Teddy replied. "You are sixty-eight." - And he licked himself.

By evening he had eaten three hundred snowflakes and he became so cold that he barely reached his den and immediately fell asleep. And he dreamed that he was a fluffy, soft snowflake... And that he landed on the nose of some bear and said: Hello, bear!, and in response he heard: I am very pleased, three hundred and twentieth...

Tram-ta-ra-ram! – the music played. And Teddy bear twirled in a sweet, magical dance, and three hundred snowflakes twirled with him. They measured each other in front, behind, on the sides, and when he got tired, they picked him up and he spun, spun, spun...

Teddy bear was sick all winter.

His nose was dry and hot, and snowflakes danced in his stomach. And it wasn't until spring, when the bells rang outside and the birds flew in, that he opened his eyes and saw Hedgy the hedgehog on the stool. Hedgy smiled and moved with pins.