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Uma margarida crescia em paz próxima a uma estrada rural, esquecida por todos, mas feliz. Ela gostava de sentir o sol em suas pétalas e de ouvir os pássaros cantar. Nada parecia incomodar sua felicidade, mas tudo pode mudar de um dia para o outro.

Um goblin morava com um vendeiro, de quem gostava bastante porque, no Natal, o vendeiro nunca esquecia de lhe dar o mingau com uma grande gota de manteiga. Sob os beirais da casa do vendeiro, morava um aluno que o duende não gostou logo de cara. Porém, um dia, quando o goblin quis pregar uma peça no aluno. Ele descobriu algo que transformaria sua existência pacífica.

Um pobre príncipe com um nome famoso se apaixonou por uma princesa mimada e quis se casar com ela. Então, ele mandou presentes para ela, mas a princesa não ficou satisfeita e recusou encontrá-lo. Porém, o príncipe não desistiu e se apresentou diante do imperador e de sua filha disfarçado de pastor de porcos.

Era uma vez uma agulha de cerzir que pensava que era uma agulha de costura. Ela era realmente muito fina, tão fina que um dia quebrou, mas ainda não era o fim para a agulha, nem para seus sonhos.

Era uma vez um príncipe sem compaixão: ele queria ser o mais forte e enviou exércitos para destruir vilarejos e parar outros reis. Ele até cismou em provar que valia mais do que Deus... Ele mal sabia onde chegaria com sua arrogância!

No topo de um penhasco com vista para o mar, havia um carvalho com 365 anos de idade. Era uma era inimaginável para as efeméridas, pequenas criaturas que viviam apenas um dia. O carvalho só dormia durante o inverno. Durante o resto do ano, ele ficava em alerta. Naquele ano, como em qualquer ano, ele começou a perder suas folhas no outono. Ele sabia que estava quase indo dormir pela última vez!

Era uma vez uma garotinha pobre chamada Karen. No verão, ela andava descalça. No inverno, ela usava tamancos que machucavam seus pés. Ela não tinha escolha, era tudo o que ela tinha. A sapateira queria ajudá-la e costurou, da melhor forma possível, um par de sapatos vermelhos. Quando ela os calçou pela primeira vez, algo inesperado aconteceu na vida da Karen.

O que é esperança? A esperança é a estrela dos contos de fadas selecionados para essa coletânea. Deixe Hans Christian Andersen encantar você com seus personagens favoritos, que vão ensinar sobre esperança e como encontrá-la, mesmo nos piores momentos! Uma coletânea para os leitores jovens e adultos que possuem curiosidade e empatia.

A collection of entertaining stories for every young adventurer. These stories are perfect for families to listen to in the car, in the airport, on the train or on the way to your next family adventure!

The Big Book of Christmas: Classic Stories and Poems is a grand compilation that assembles a treasure trove of holiday tales and poems from a remarkable array of authors. This extensive collection includes 100 classic works, each thoughtfully illustrated, to immerse readers in the magic and wonder of the Christmas season. This anthology spans a rich tapestry of Christmas literature, including timeless favorites such as "The Gift of the Magi," "The Red Room," "A Letter from Santa Claus," "The Fir Tree," "Song of the Holly," and many more.

In The Nightingale, Hans Christian Andersen weaves a timeless fable of authenticity, beauty, and redemption. Set in an enchanted vision of imperial China, the story follows a humble nightingale whose song captivates the hearts of all who hear it—even the mighty emperor himself. When an ornate artificial bird replaces the real one at court, the soul-stirring power of nature is cast aside in favor of predictable perfection. But when illness and death come for the emperor, only the return of the living nightingale's song can offer healing and hope.

Rosemarie Fendel erzählt zarte, philosophisch weise eher unbekanntere Werke von Hans Christian Andersen. Mit ihrem wunderbaren Staunen in der Stimme liest sie sechs Märchen des dänischen Schriftstellers, denen eines gemeinsam ist:. Sie spiegeln Freude, Sehnsucht, Trauer und Glück wider. aber auch stolze Schönheit, stille Bescheidenheit und stetige Vergänglichkeit…. "Die schönste Rose der Welt“ ist eine Hommage an die Liebe.

Once upon a time, there was a proud and wicked prince who thought only about how he might conquer all the nations of the earth and make his name a terror to all mankind. He plunged forth with fire and sword; his soldiers trampled down the grain in the fields and put the torch to the peasant's cottage so that the red flames licked the very leaves from the trees, and the fruit hung roasted from black and charred limbs.

On the hill there stood a windmill stately to look at and very proud of itself. "But I'm not proud at all," it said, "though I'm much enlightened, outside and inside. On the outside I have the sun and moon, and for inward use, too; and I also have wax candles, oil lamps, and tallow candles. Yes, I daresay I'm enlightened. I'm a thinking individual and so well built that I'm a pleasure to look at. I have a good windpipe in my chest, and I have four wings placed upon my head, just under my hat.

There was a man who once had known a great many new fairy tales, but he had forgotten them, he said. The fairy tale that used to come to visit him of its own accord no longer came and knocked at his door; and why didn't it come any more? It's true that for a year and a day the man hadn't thought of it, hadn't really expected it to come and knock; and it certainly wouldn't have come anyway, for outside there was war and, inside, the misery and sorrow that war brings with it.

Near the shores of the great Belt, which is one of the straits that connect the Cattegat with the Baltic, stands an old mansion with thick red walls. I know every stone of it," says the Wind. "I saw it when it was part of the castle of Marck Stig on the promontory.

It was in the latter part of January, and a heavy snowfall was driving down. It whirled through the streets and the lanes, and the outsides of the windowpanes seemed plastered with snow. It fell down in masses from the roofs of the houses. A sudden panic seized the people. They ran, they flew, and they fell into each other's arms and felt that at least for that little moment they had a foothold. The coaches and horses seemed covered with sugar frosting, and the footmen stood with their backs to the carriages, to protect their faces from the wind.

Far away in the land to which the swallows fly when it is winter, dwelt a king who had eleven sons, and one daughter, named Eliza. The eleven brothers were princes, and each went to school with a star on his breast, and a sword by his side.

Hans Christian Andersens Märchen bezaubern, betören und berühren. Außergewöhnliche Figuren und Charaktere aus dem Märchen-Universum versetzen Sie in eine besondere Atmosphäre aus Spannung und Neugierde, in welcher Sie manch Überraschungen erwarten. Lassen Sie sich entführen und verführen in eine zauberhafte Welt, geprägt von magischen Momenten, mystischer Moral und Menschlichkeit.

Es war so schön draußen auf dem Land, es war Sommer – die Weizenfelder waren golden, der Hafer war grün, und unten zwischen den grünen Wiesen stand das Heu aufgestapelt. Dort schritt der Storch auf seinen roten Beinen umher und klapperte auf Ägyptisch, was die Sprache war, die seine Mutter ihn gelehrt hatte. Rund um die Felder und Wiesenländer erhoben sich riesige Wälder, in denen verborgene tiefe Seen lagen. Ja, es war in der Tat wunderschön dort draußen auf dem Land.