Tell a story to your wife and put her to sleep (18 articles in common)

Tell a story to your wife and put her to sleep. Telling a story before going to bed can not only make people fall asleep quickly, but also get enough sleep, making people full of energy, radiance and vitality the next day. Let me tell my wife a story and put her to sleep for your reference.

Tell a story to his wife and put her to sleep. 1

The little hedgehog was shivering in the corner, but the little wolf didn't eat it. Instead, he walked around it several times. The little wolf asked, "What do you like to eat, hedgehog?" The hedgehog said timidly, "I eat carrots and vegetables."

The little wolf was very happy to see the little hedgehog answer, so he quickly went out to look for carrots and vegetables, scaring the small animals around him.

The little wolf put the carrot in front of the little hedgehog. As a result, the little hedgehog still didn't come out, so the little wolf had to leave in frustration. When the little hedgehog heard the little wolf go out, he quickly put his head out and ate the carrots.

In this way, Little Wolf and Little Hedgehog live together. Every time the little wolf will pick up some carrots and vegetables, and then go out silently. When the little hedgehog saw the little wolf coming back, he huddled up and waited until the little wolf went out to eat secretly.

Little Hedgehog gets bolder gradually. When Little Wolf is not at home, he looks around. Unfortunately, the little wolf has been guarding the door, and it can't escape.

After about a week, the little hedgehog found that the little wolf really didn't want to eat himself, so he whispered to the little wolf, and the two little animals got along more and more harmoniously. Sometimes the little wolf will take the little hedgehog out to play and show off to his friends.

In this way, a wolf and a little hedgehog fell in love, and the two small animals went out for a walk together every day. The little hedgehog not only eats carrots and vegetables, but also sometimes eats meat, which is given to him by the little wolf.

Although the little wolf is kind to the little hedgehog, the little hedgehog is still a little afraid of it. One day, the little hedgehog was proposed. The wolf's eyes were full of love, but the little hedgehog hesitated.

Little Wolf took the ring and said to Little Hedgehog, "Little Hedgehog, do you really remember me?" After that, I left a tear. Seeing the little wolf's tears, the little hedgehog suddenly remembered everything. It turned out that she was not a little hedgehog, but a person.

She had a car accident with her parents, and only she survived, but she couldn't stand the blow. In order to escape from reality, she fancied herself as a little hedgehog, and the little wolf was her boyfriend.

In order to help her open her heart, her boyfriend has been playing the role of Little Wolf, hoping that she can get out of her fantasy and accept the reality. She finally remembered everything, her eyes were full of tears, she held out her right hand and said, "I promise you."

This is the story of Little Wolf and Little Hedgehog. Tell a story to your wife and put her to bed. 2

Once upon a time, there were two pigs, a male and a female. Boars always keep watch for sows at night, for he is afraid that their master will pull them out and kill them while they are sleeping. As the days passed, sows gradually gained weight, while boars lost weight day by day.

One day, the boar suddenly heard his master discussing with the butcher to kill and sell the growing sow. The boar was extremely sad, so from that day on, the boar's temperament changed greatly. Whenever the owner brought food, the boar always rushed up to eat it completely. After eating well every day, he lay down and slept, and told the sow that it was her turn to keep watch now. If he found that she was not keeping watch, he would never talk to her again.

As the days passed, the sow felt that the boar didn't care about her more and more. The sow was disappointed, but the boar still lived a stable life as if nothing had happened.

Soon, a month passed, and the owner took the butcher to the pigsty. He found that a month ago, the fat and strong sow didn't have much meat left, while the boar grew shiny. At this time, the boar ran desperately to attract the owner's attention and show that he was a healthy pig. Finally, the butcher took the boar away.

At the moment when he was dragged out of the pigsty, the boar smiled at the sow and said, "Don't eat so much in the future." The sow was heartbroken and rushed out desperately, but the door of the pigsty had been closed by the owner ... telling his wife a story to put her to bed. 3

Twist was going to confess to the bean bag, "That … you are really fat."

Doubao was reluctant, "Oh."

Twist rubbed his hands and said, "You … You're white … white and fat …"

Doubao glared at him. "I know!"

Twist was a little nervous. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I want to say …", and Doubao grabbed the words "You are thin! You are thin! "

Twist scratched his head and whispered, "I want to say, you must be very cuddly …" Tell his wife a story to put her to sleep. 4

Little giraffe called, "What can you eat to grow taller?" She asked.

"leaves on the top of the tree."

"Can you grow tall?"

"yes."

"Can it grow to the sky?"

"I'm afraid that won't do. Why is it so tall? "

"Hmm … like … like a star, want to … grow tall, want to … kiss him …" Tell a story to my wife and put her to bed. 5

Three white rabbits picked a mushroom, and the two older ones asked the younger one to get some wild vegetables to eat together. The little one said I wouldn't go, and you ate my mushrooms when I left. The two big ones said they wouldn't go, so the little white rabbit went. Half a year passed and the little white rabbit hasn't come back yet. The big one said it wouldn't come back, so let's eat. The big one said to wait!

A year has passed and the little white rabbit hasn't come back yet. The two elders don't have to wait for us to eat. At this moment, the little white rabbit suddenly jumped out of the nearby jungle and said angrily, "Look! I knew you were going to eat my mushrooms. " Tell a story to your wife and put her to bed 6

"Eat a spoonful of ice cream and you will become a pig like me." The pig raised its hoof to warn the wolf.

"Only a stupid pig like you will believe you! It's just ice cream, which is so magical. " The wolf held down the pig's hoof and ate a spoonful of ice cream.

knock, knock! The wolf turned into a pig with black ruby eyes, big ears and a crooked tail.

"ahhh, how did I become a pig!" " The little gray pig made a "whisper" surprise sound.

"Because, because I made this ice cream, I enchanted it with the magic that' the person who eats it will accompany me for life'." The pig hummed and laughed. Tell a story to your wife and put her to bed. 7

Summer is coming, the burning sun shines on the earth, and the leaves hang their heads listlessly; The cicadas who like singing also shouted, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." The puppy was lying under the tree, its tongue sticking out and panting.

At this time, a little donkey was carrying heavy salt, sweating all over the road, struggling to walk on its limp legs, and beads of sweat rolled down from its head. It wanted to find a cool place to rest.

while walking, a small river blocked its way. The river is crystal clear, like a blue silk, lying quietly in the embrace of the earth. It waded carefully across the river and accidentally tripped over a stone. The river washed its body, cool and comfortable.

the little donkey stood up slowly. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that his bag became lighter. I can't help but open my throat at Lantianliang.

Soon, the donkey carried two bundles of sponges on his back, walked lightly, hummed a little song, ran excitedly to the river, and deliberately fell into the river. It is drinking water, washing its face and splashing happily in the river. I thought proudly: last time, I stayed in the river for a while and the salt became lighter. If I stay in the water a little longer this time, won't the sponge be lighter than salt?

The little donkey stood up slowly. Something unexpected happened. The sponge became heavier and heavier, and the donkey's body sank slowly. He was so scared that he shouted, "Help, help ……" Tell his wife a story to put her to sleep. 8

Childhood is the truth in a dream, a dream in truth, and a tearful smile when remembering.

-Bing Xin

The golden leaves on the ground are like an ancient legend, but they seem to be the charming and fragile fairy tale in my memory.

Once upon a time, in that silent alley, she and I were playing with a fallen leaf in our hands, looking at the clear vein above, and listening to the sound of our blood flowing in a quiet place. Smiling at each other, two strangers approached each other. "Let's play uprooting!" She greeted me warmly. So, we tore off pieces of golden yellow and pulled up the petiole with our small hands.

Childlike, we don't know how to be strange or cherish. After playing and leaving, why have you ever made such an agreement for five years and fifteen years? It is only in my childlike memory that I cherish this autumn day.

by chance, when another brilliant golden wind blew, under the big poplar tree in the playground and among the poems everywhere, I started the game called "uprooting" on a whim. Often the more yellow and old the roots are, the more resilient they are, and even the branches are not as good as them. Have a good time. Until my friend was childlike, he took my "ever-victorious general" and threw it into the dense leaves. I smiled and vowed to find it. I found it, and I went back to my childhood.

The wind started again, and I lowered my head. A long hair that didn't belong to my childhood fell gently, and slowly nestled in Ye's arms. Suddenly, my eyes were golden and dignified again.

In fact, years are so easy to make people vicissitudes, and people can't help but feel sad. I buried my childhood under a thick and rich land.

When the wind blows at first, it confuses my thoughts ... Tell my wife a story to put her to sleep. 9

How to distinguish those dazzling flames, and how to set the dark night of rosewood with forgotten Phnom Penh? Crimson flashed from the gap between leaves, and in an instant, the forest was dyed and the mountains were red.

At dusk, I pushed open the closed Chai Fei, untied my loose braids and headed for the winding path of birds singing-I want to see the bridge and see the sunset fading away and hidden in the silent distant mountains.

It's long past the age of listening to fairy tales, but fairy tales are still beautiful. As teenagers, day and night, they let their good wishes possess them, put on the coat of dreams, and follow the guidance of the sages to achieve perfection step by step.

The princess in distress, the gray castle, the magic lamp, the caravan, the plants that can open the door and the back garden are all performing joys and sorrows on the edge of night and day.

I'm going to put on magic red dancing shoes, gather all my wisdom, courage and emotion, tell the story vividly, shed my infant body, let it spread, surprise the beauty of the world, and let the trade winds that are good at sowing spread the seeds in all directions.

Make a garland for one night, with colorful splendor and shining brilliance, to commemorate those legends that have no future, those unexplored lights, unfinished fruits, unfinished journeys, plots and poems that endure the loneliness of blooming and soothe the dust.

"From then on, the prince and princess lived a happy life ..."

-The curtain slowly fell, and the audience walked out with satisfaction, and the tears of fairy tales were dried by the sudden breeze.

at last, someone will come to help-with a pool of eyes, with a tune that melts hard ice, or with a crystal.

Get on the flying horse, listen to the forest crashing and breaking, Zhong Ding singing and the music swaying, and a brand-new world suddenly flashes. Tell a story to his wife and put her to bed. 1

"... From then on, the prince and princess lived happily together."

-Inscription

Fairy tales I read as a child always have a happy ending like this. No matter how evil witches or terrible ghosts there were in the story, a handsome prince can always marry a beautiful princess and become a wise king and live happily all his life. I have a crazy preference for comedy, and I like such stories.

My friend said that fairy tales are used to coax children, but because of the same ending, I fell in love with these beautiful stories, even if they are just fairy tales.

relying on these beautiful stories that adults disdain, it seems that I am really a child.

In the flying yellow leaves, I began to miss the stories I had heard before. The fairy tales of Andersen and Grimm first heard from my mother are as fresh and moving as a ray of bright sunshine in the morning. And the fantastic fairy tale world has never lost its beautiful and brilliant aura because of the passage of time.

I really want to go back to my childhood and linger in those pure and flawless worlds forever, and never set foot in this earthly disturbance again. But no, people still have to grow up.

I can't integrate my whole body and mind into this magnificent fairy tale world like Andersen. I can only leave a fairy tale castle in my heart, a sacred place where all the boring things in reality can't enter, in order to pay homage to the fairy tales that once occupied my childhood.

So I tried to buy food in the vegetable market, but I was fascinated by the bargaining between buyers and sellers. Standing on the side of the road with a flood of traffic, I was lost in thought when I watched one car after another. Or squatting at the gate of the kindergarten for half an afternoon, waiting for the chirping children pouring out from behind the gate when the kindergarten is out of school ... Only then did I find that such a life is not a simple, plain and happy fairy tale. Tell a story to my wife and put her to bed. 11

It's another autumn. By calculation, it's been more than a dozen seasons of falling leaves, but at this time, it's not my autumn ...

"Ha ha ha ..." There were bursts of laughter from the riverside, which sounded so sweet and beautiful to me. Hometown, a place that is both familiar and unfamiliar to me, is where many beautiful, touching, happy or tearful fairy tales are staged.

Today, things have changed a lot. We used to talk about everything, but now we are speechless. This sweet laughter adds a little color to my memory. It seems that this kind of laughter that really belongs to childhood, this naive and pure laughter, will never appear on me again. I stepped forward, and in an instant, the water droplets flying in the air wetted my eyes and my heart. My eyes suddenly blurred, and my messy thoughts dragged me back to the past ...

It's still this small river, where our shadow still lingers and our laughter still echoes. We play here together, and the splashing water floats into the air and falls again, and the water ripples, reflecting our unrestrained smiling faces. There are really too many memories here. It's autumn. Without the heat of summer, the weather is getting colder and colder, but we are still by the river, building the castle of our memory here together. Here is the old place that we will always remember, and the old place where we can enjoy ourselves. If you have something on your mind, you are always willing to tell it here; There are tears, always willing to shed here; There is joy, always willing to share it here.

I finally understand that my autumn fairy tale will never fade in ten or twenty years. Telling a story to his wife and putting her to bed 12

In a lukewarm season, animals are discussing the date of the annual Animal Kingdom Marathon.

after everyone's round.