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Tale about the blue typewriter read. Tales about the typewriter. Many different stories happened with cars

\u003e Tales about cars and about typewriter

Typewriters - one of the most beloved toys of all young boys. That is why we invite you to introduce your baby with magical and amazing fairy tales about them.

Fairy tales online about cars can be read in Larz fairy tales. Visiting the portal, you open an amazing world that will be interesting and very small children, and those who are older. And adults will be able to feel their children again, reading these incredible fabulous stories. In addition, on such fairy tales you can arrange homemade views, because each boy among the toys there are several cars. Fairy tales about cars for kids are an excellent entertainment that can replace the child TV, a tablet or computer and awaken in the baby desire to learn to read.

For a birthday, Løn gave a beautiful toy car. He was almost like real, only small. As soon as Lenya saw new car, he immediately exclaimed loudly: "Bip-Bip!" - Extremely as the car signals on the street. So the car got my name. Like any toy machine BIP dreamed of ...
Once Løn gave railway. Everything in it was quite as a real: and rails, and a station with a platform, and moving, near which Semaphore stood. The red light of Semafora warned: Stop! The way is closed! But when it lights up green light, It was possible to go further. For the move began the forest from fluffy, ...
He lived yes there was a truck in the world. He was big and strong. In order for it more freight cargo, he had not one axis from behind, but two. Like this! From morning to evening, the truck worked. And sometimes he had to work at night. Then he lied headlights and confidently delivered what it was necessary and where it was necessary. ...
Once in the morning, the machine Masha saw her old boyfriend boy Olezhka digging the ground with an iron blade. - Hello, Olezhka! - shouted the Mashka. "You're probably noted that the sandbox is not here, but on the playground." "I don't need a sandbox," Olezhka answered. - I'm doing a flowerbed. - And what is it ...
Once in the morning, the machine Mashka went to visit his grandfather Volkswagen. Grandfather lived in a big garage far from the Mashkaya Garatik, and while she rushed to him on a new asphalt road, managed to get tired. Grandfather was very happy with Mashke, immediately planted her at the table, poured tea and put the raspberry jam in the saucer. ...
Once the machine Masha brought Olezhka to the port. - See what a big ship is almost like a house! She cried in delight. - Many floors, a lot of windows, there are even people walk there! What is this ship? - This is a motor ship. Passenger ship, - Olezhka said it. - There are cabins for passengers, swimming pool, ...
Once the machine is lost. It happened like this: the morning the machine Mashka and the boy, Olezhka, went to walk on the river. They played for a long time, rode along the shore, splashed with water into the fry, caught frogs, and then tired and sat down in the sun. - Look, Olezhka, there is a bridge! - noticed the Mashka. ...
Once, one beautiful summer, a small yellow machine appeared on the world. She looked around and the world seemed like her so wonderful, so wonderful ... Low later she asked the Old Mighty Auto Matter, who was driving her in the unknown: - Speaker, and what do you think I will roll? Avtovoz ...
Roads in the city left much to be desired. Many of them have long demanded repairs. But for this you need special machinesAnd there were no such in the city. There was only an asphalt rink. When another pit appeared on the road, which prevented riding cars, came workers with shovels and looked at her hot ...
Tractor driver Petrovich bought the radio and hung it in the cockpit. Now on the road he listened to music. Tractor liked it. He even began to singing. And the motor instead of Trp-r-r - Tr - Tr - Tr - Tr-Tro "began to pronounce" TR-R - Ram - Para-A - Tr-R - Ram Pam Pam ". The tractor began to go jerks, and sometimes quite ...
Our tractor was not simple tractor. He was a tractor polite. What could not be said about the trailer. Of course, the trailer also knew when you need to say "Hello", and when - "Goodbye"; When "Thank you", and when "please". Only all this somehow did not succeed. And how will you be polite, ...
There was a tractor. New, red, brand "Belarus", with large black wheels. And he had a friend - a trailer. The trailer was not so beautiful; The paint on it was blocked and shuffled, one side was woofed. The tractor and trailer were firmly friendly. They even did not go anywhere without each other. People about them said: ...
In winter, the tractor driver Petrovich was cold. Doctor forbade him to work out. Petrovich stayed at home - the throat is rinsed and treated with Lemon and Malina. It happened four days before the new year. The tractor with a trailer and Petrovich just had to go to the trees for the Christmas trees. And then these trees need ...
In the spring tractor with a trailer and their tractor driver Petrovich went on a business trip to the village of Mikhailovka. There workers have lacking and technique too. Mikhaylovka was far; So we came to her only in the evening. Guests were met and placed in the garage, along with rustic machines. And tractor driver Petrovich ...
Three lifting cranes lived in one city: crane-dad, crane-mothers and son-son. Dad and mother worked at the construction site, and Son - so, helped them sometimes. Still, he was still small. I wanted to raise the same huge concrete slabs as dad or stacks of bricks, like a mother, and Silenok was missing. Here pipes ...
There was a cold winter. Yellow Gazelle drove along the road listed. She brought gifts to children for the New Year. Cold wind blew, but it was warm in Gazelle, she rushed on the road, listened to the radio and sang a song about a blue car, a smile and new year. On the way, Gazelle recalled the warm summer, a familiar to a familiar ...
In the spring of the river, ice, and the Red Lamborghini and Yellow Lamborg went fishing. They accumulated worms, took with them rods and a warm cape on the seat, suddenly cooler. The cars loved to hang at the river, to warm up at the spring sun and see how the buzz appear, the first bees. Bees they are not ...
Pink Volvo drove along the road, he did not know where. He just liked to go fast on any road that he saw in front of him. On the way, he met many other cars that welcomed him beeps, and he joyfully buzzed them in response. On the way he met a lot of interesting things, but stop ...
Red Lamborghini and Blue Ferrari always participated in races, drove into other countries, pilots led them through high-speed tracks, and on the bold they happily screamed from the speed that their motor developed. Then they gave them different prizes and cars drove to the next race. And at this time in the iron garage stood ...
Our land on which we live round. On it, except roads, there are mountains, rivers, bridges, sea and much more. Cars are able to ride only on the roads, by good roads. Only the all-terrain vehicle and the tank can ride bad roads, but he will not be able to drive everywhere. And what to do a truck, white Volga and blue ...
bottom very stubborn green gazelle did not want to comply with the rules road. I did not want, and that's it. Gazelle was very sweet, everyone liked everyone, so I thought that everything could be drunk on the streets, sang songs and really wanted everyone to see what she was bold, brave, how beautiful she rides, not paying attention to ...
Red Zaporozhets walked long, plutically between large cars On the road, because he was small, and so drove there, where he never was. After all, there is always a place where we have never been. The place was awesome. There was a lot of cars on the big parking lot, and even such that Zaporozhets never saw. He approached ...
One red big kamaz loved singing songs, about the road is long and straight, about his friends, strong, big and small, about summer and the sea, about everything he saw on the road. But it did not work very well, rather did not succeed at all. He just looked loudly loudly, everyone thought he asked ...
He lived, there was a small hardworking machine, her all in the district respected for any request, with any order, it performed very quickly and with pleasure. For example, for example, the old grandmother goes his granddaughter to go beyond the bread, and once it is necessary to learn to learn, the machine immediately offers his help, and along the way ...
I was driving some times a big crane on the way to a construction site. Suddenly he broke the wheel. He became in the middle of the road and stands, does not know what to do. And calling the call, but no one heard, because it was still very early, and he he himself tried to go further on three wheels - nothing worked. Tired crane, and decided to wait ...

I lived, there was a velvevashka machine. She was still very small and not quite an experienced machine. Of course, she had a name, but all the close and friends called her simply - the velvevashka machine. She was a good, kind and glorious machine, but, like all small cars, loved to rising a little. "Mom," said ...

For a long time, people worked at the factory and made a small tractor. From him smelled paint, machine oil, Saloary. The workers wished him good luck, and the tractor went to the far path. It goes on the road and he ruins so loudly: "Decoil, Decoil, Decoil ...". And the cars go to the meeting, laugh and say: - Such ...
Among your guys and fairy tales there is a place. You have already managed to hear them a lot and read. You have learned a lot of fairy tales ... You probably didn't hear it, you just didn't hear it - about a nice friend. It will sometimes look like a work; It will be used as a hero, a simple car ...
In the city among cars, the excavator lived alone. I went noisy, clumsily on dangles and puddles. He will start and rattling, will post all who sleep. Good was, everyone helped everyone: he dug, he fell asleep. In the garage among the cars, he was very obserted. "You are noisy, they were told. And with a neighbor were not friends. We are beautiful and strong - people ...
He lived yes there was a truck painted by a bar. According to the asphalt and the parcel went to the city and the villages. Loads imported important. Hurried that there are strength. He drove and half-wishes. Every day, there was a back of the back, rushed in the village, cities. There was an important traffic light: moving! Wildness Motor! If on iron rails, ...
Smart cars ride on the road. Smart cars - people for submits. Here the brick is lucky Kamaz, the worker is big. He is an assistant first class, board him steep. Very interesting fire engine. I went to the fire, signals that there are strength. Avtovka - also class, drives up to the wires. Records light bulbs for us, people ...
Acquaintance lived, there was a little yellow bibik machine. Her dad was a truck, and Mom is a fire truck. Bibika was very stubborn, and also loved to boast. - Bibika, well, can you ride so fast? - told dad. - Is I guilty that others go so slow? Bibik objected. - Ride ...
In one distant-distant city lived cars. All of them were different: large and small, fast and leisurely, chatty and silent. But whatever different they were, they all knew and strictly performed one rule: do not wait for a request for help, help himself. Somehow in this city appeared ...
It was a small toy typewriter in which everything was toy. Wheels and seats, steering wheel and engine, everything, everything. Like many other toys, the individual parts of it came off the conveyor, then someone's skillful hands collected everything in a single whole, then the toy was packed and sent to the unknown. In the box...
once Racing car I decided to take a walk. She left the garage, refueling gasoline, frightened the headlights and rushed on the road. She followed the rules of the road and fulfilled the requirements of all signs. On the traffic lights, she stopped and inferior to the road buses and trams. Drove a racing car ...
There was a fire machine. She was completely new, red, brilliant and very beautiful. The machine just recently came from the factory and was the most beautiful in the fire station. When some parade was happening in the city, a review or another solemn event, the fire truck was always in the forefront, ...
There was a warm summer evening. For a dusty field road, a crane and excavator rode. They drove well and talked among themselves. They saw from afar that KamAZ rides towards them. Having arrived closer, Kamaz stopped. - Hello. And where are you going? - He asked. - Hello. - Friends answered. - We are going for a birthday ...

And the name was her jeepun. Why Dzhipunya? Yes, because Mom and dad she had big jeeps.
One day, Jiphun decided to take a walk. "Mom, I can go, wander?" He asked. "Good," said Mom, "just go far." Dzhipuny left for the gate to the main road. How many different cars were here: lifting crane, tractor, truck, ambulance, skating rink! Dzhipuhan joyfully drove along the path. Suddenly, on the side of the road, Jiguny saw a little pussy. Pussy sat and cried.
- Why are you crying? - asked Jipuny. - I have no friends at all. - Why don't you have friends? - Because I am very small. "I will be your friend," said Jigunu. - Jump to me in the booth, - and Jigunu opened the door.
Jigunua with pussy went further. Suddenly, Dzhipuny saw a little dog on the side of the side. Dog sitting and cried. - What are you crying? - asked Jigunu. - I have no friends at all. "Why don't you have friends," Dzhipuny asked. - Because I am very small. "I will be your friend," said Jigunu, "jump to my cabin," And Jipuny opened the door.
Jigunu with new friends fun went further. "Look what machine!" - I shouted the pussy, then the dog. So they were having fun and talked. Dzhipuny did not notice how it was on an unfamiliar street.
- Oh, - Jipuny exclaimed frightened - where are we? Pussy and dogs Turnors heads in different directions and frightened exclaimed: "We also do not know where we are!" Dzhipuny came to the roadside. He remembered how Mom said not to leave far from home.
- What do we do? - Pussy said. - How do we go home? Dog asked.
Suddenly, near Jiphuna stopped a large truck. - What happened? He asked Basas.
"Yes, our jigunu doesn't know how to go back home," said little pussy. "Hmm," said a big truck, "you need to call a police car. She probably knows where your home is.
-Yes? - asked Dzhipuny - and how can I cause a police car?
- Well, it is very simple, - said the truck and turned on the radio
- Attention! Attention! - IMPORTANT said the truck. Lost Little Jigunuy.
After some time, the police car slowed down near Jiphuni.
- What happened? - asked the police car.
"That's," said Pussy, "Little Jigunu lost.
"Mom will scold the jigunu," the dog added, "Mom did not allow him to leave far from home."
"It's very serious," the police car said, "to be a disobedient typewriter." - Well, okay, now something will come up. Can you say what color is your house?
- The color of the house - Dzhipuny asked in surprise. - I do not know what color my house.
The police car was surprised. "Well, at least know the color of your house roof? Do you generally know where you live? " "No," said Jigunu and cried.
"I know where Dzhipuny lives," Pussy said and showed her paw in the direction of high and large houses. There we met with jeepune.
"Yeah," the police car said, "then I need to cover the road."
The police car included Sirena, frightened the headlights and left the middle of the road. All cars stopped.
Little jeepuny drove on the road, turned around and slowly went to reverse side, towards large houses. Police car went behind him. "Look, look," said the dog suddenly exclaimed and showed the paw on the opposite side of the road, "there we met with you." - Yes, however, "Jipuny said happily," it means that we are going right! - Look, look, - after a while I exclaimed the pussy. - And we met with you there! - Yes Yes! - said Jiphuna, "So we will be at home soon." After some time, Jiphunu with his friends saw his house. "Look, won my house," said Jigunu joyfully. - Just how did I get there? "And we ask the police car," the pussy with a dog answered the chorus. Dzhipuny stopped. The police car also stopped. - We found my house, just how to drive there? So many cars here! "Worrying, said Jigunu police car." "I'll block the road and cars now," the police car said it was important.
After some time, Jiphuna and the police car drove up to the Dzhipuni house. Mom Jiphuni was very frightened and upset. After all, Dzhipui was not very long. Mom already wanted to call the police and search for Jeepunu. When she saw Jeepunu, she was crying. - Where have you been so long? - Mom exclaimed, - I did not allow you to leave so far. "We are to blame," the pussy and a dog showed the chorus and jumped out of the Gypuni cabin. - Jigunu has become our friend and decided to ride us. - Yes? - Mom said in surprise, - decided to become your friend? - Well, it is very good. And the police car stretched his mom card with a phone number. - If Dzhipuny is lost again, then you can call me on this phone, and I will help. And the police car winked the headlight.
Everyone is very tired. The police car said goodbye and went on his affairs. - Mom, and you can stay pussy and the dog will stay with us, because it is already very late. "Good," Mom said and gave them warm milk. And Dzhipun warm gasoline. And everyone went to sleep.

Second day.

Jiguny woke up in the morning and asked her mother: "Mom, and what color is our house?"
- You do not know what color our house? - Mom asked in surprise, - here look, he is blue.
"What color is our roof?" Dzhipuny asked.
"And we have a red roof," answered Mom.
"Great," said Jigunu, "and began to humblely singing:" Blue and red, blue and red! ".
After some time, pussy and a dog woke up.
"Good morning, Jigunua," Pussy said cheerfully, and for some reason the dog was very sad.
"Good morning," the dog said sadly.
- Why you so sad? - Dzhipuny asked the dog.
"Yes, you understand," the dog said, "I would really like to have my house, such as yours."
"It's great," said Jigunu, "and let's build you a house!"
"Build a house?" Dog asked in surprise, "that's great!" And she threw the tail.
"Good," said Jiphuna - we will build you a house. "
- Mom, let's build a house for a dog! - Jig shouted Jigunu.
"But that's not so simple," answered Mom. - For this we have to call a truck, and he will bring us a brick. And then we have to call the lifting crane and it will help us build a roof.
"Great," said Jigunu, "let's call the lifting crane and a truck."
Mom called a familiar truck, and after a while a large truck brought blue brick. Then the lifting crane arrived, and he had special sheets of red iron for the roof on his hook.
"Well," said the lifting crane, "now I will help you build a roof." And everyone got fun to work. After a while, the house for the dog was ready.
- See what your handsome house you have, "said Jiphuna," blue, and the roof is red. Like mine!
The dog ran and fun wisered the tail. But here Jiphuna and the dog noticed that there is no pussy anywhere.
- Where is our pussy? - asked Jigunu, and they went to look for her in the yard. After some time in the corner of the courtyard, under the bush, they found pussy.
- What are you doing here? - asked Jipuny.
"I also want a house like a dog," said Pussy.
"Great," said Jigunu, "we will build a house." And they ran to the place of construction. There, just a truck shouted the last bricks. He lowered the body, and the bricks moved to the ground. And the lifting crane just descended to the ground the last two sheets of iron.
"Wait, don't leave," Jipuny shouted, "we still have to build a house for pussy."
- Was it enough? - asked Dzhhipunu, - and showed a bunch of construction material.
"Of course," said the truck.
"Of course," said the lifting crane, "after all the pussy is even less than a dog."
And everyone went to work together. After a while, a small cozy house was ready for pussy.
So, there were three blue houses with red roofs. The first house was very big. Mom and dad lived in it, and Dzhipuny, and two houses were small. One, a little more - for a dog, and the other, smaller - for pussy.
Evening came. Everyone worked very well, and mom thanked the truck and lifting crane. They went to the garage, and the pussy and the dog run into their houses, cooled comfortably and fell asleep, and Jipuny went to his house.

Day Three.

- Mom, and when will dad arrive? - asked Dzhipuny, waking up.
Mom looked at the calendar and said: "Dad comes today."
- What is great! I have not seen my father for so long time - said Jigunu and drove out on the street.
There already a dog and pussy sat and warmed on the sun.
"My dad will come soon," Jigunuy said fun and began to ride the yard.
After some time, everyone heard the noise of the motor. The gate swung open, and a large black jeep drove into the courtyard. It was Dad Jiphuni.
- Dad! Dad! My dad arrived! "Joypuny joyfully shouted and drove up to the jeep.
- I have not seen you so long ago!
-Well, - dad laughed, - not so long ago. Just a week.
And they went to their house. Dzhipun wanted to stay with dad and tell about his adventures.
Soon mom, dad and jypuny appeared in the yard.
- Dad, look, this is my new friends: pussy and doggy. They will now live here.
"Great," said Dad. It's good when there are friends
- Dad, can I walk with my friends?
- Good, just do not leave far.
"Okay," Jigunuy said fun, opened the door, and pussy with a dog jumped to him in the cabin.
They left for the gate. Dzhipunu was driving along the path, and the pussy with a dog's ribs heads in different directions.
"Oh, watch which big red car," the dog shouted suddenly.
- This is a fire truck, she carries fire.
- And it look, what a big car!
- This is not a car, and the bus. He is transporting people.
So they drove along the track and talked.
After some time, the pussy asked: "Dzhipuny, see what it blinks? Red such a flashlight. "
- This is not a flashlight, it is a traffic light. We will now stop, because everything should be stopped on the red light. And on the green light all cars ride.
- See! - After a while the dog exclaimed, - what caught it? Green arrow. Let's go there.
"Good," said fun Jigunu, and they turned right.
After some time, a green arrow was lit on another traffic light, and they turned left.
So they drove, turning to the right, then to the left.
Neither Jiphuna nor his friends noticed how soon they were in a completely unfamiliar place. The asphalt road is over, high large houses, too, and ahead, they saw a large field, and on the right beautiful lake.
- Where are we? - Pussy asked frightened, and Jigunu answered: "Nothing, it is interesting. Let's go up to the lake. " And drove to the lake.
The dog and pussy jumped out of the cabin and ran to the water.
"Oh," said Pussy, "and I'm afraid of water."
"And I'm not afraid at all," the dog said and jumped into the lake. She rowed the legs, splashed and snorted.
"I want it too," said Jigunu and drove to the water.
"No need, no need," pussy frightened. - You can not swim.
"Nothing," said Jigunu, "I'm just a little bit," and drove into the water.
But the bottom in the lake was sandy. The sand began to endure under the severity of the Jiphuni, and he began to linet in the sand.
- Oh, oh, oh! - Jipuny shouted, - it seems, I am tone. And he began to slowly dive into the water.
The dog jumped out of the water and shouted: "Help! Help!"
Pussy, too, began to wave my paws and shout: "Save! Help!"
After a while they saw the tractor goes along the field. The tractor was big, and the hook hung behind him.
- What happened? - Basa asked the tractor.
- Help! Save! - shouted pussy and doggy, - Dzhipuny sinks.
"Yes ..." said the tractor, "it's not very good, but I have a cable," and quickly stretched the end of a dog's cable. The dog boldly jumped into the water and tied a cable to the bumper. It is good that Jiphuni had a very strong bumper.
So, "the tractor continued to Bas," and this end is tied to my big hook. And the dog from the pussy began to tie the other end of the cable on the hook together.
The tractor started his engine and began to slowly pull the jeepune. After some time, Dzhipuny was already on the shore of the lake. He was very frightened. From him, water flowed from him.
"How we will come to the house now," Pussy said, "we left so far."
"Nothing," said Jigunu, "I already know what color my house, and what color is my roof." We will quickly find.
But then they saw how a large jeep rides around the field. It was Dad Jiphuni.
- Dad! Dad! - Joyfully shouted the jeepun.
"You're where," said Dad, "I already went to look for you." You were not at home for a very long time.
- And you will not scold me? - I worry about a little, asked Dzhipuny, - I drove into the water.
- Of course not. You, it turns out, is a very bold machine. You were not afraid to go to the water. Sometimes it can come in handy. Now I will help you to make a motor. After all, he is completely wet.
"Yes," said Jigunuy, "and tried to start his engine, but he didn't want to start at all, because Jigunu was very wet.
Finally, with the help of dad, the motor was swollen, and a pussy with a dog jumped into the cabin. Dzhipuuna with dad thanked the tractor and went home.
"How good that you came," said Jigunu dad, "now I know how hard the motor will get it when everyone wrestle!" I would not start without you!

Once, one beautiful summer, a small yellow machine appeared on the light. She looked around and the world seemed like her wonderful, so wonderful ...

A little later, she asked the Old Mighty Auto Maternity, who was visiting her unknown:

Tell me, how do you think I will roll?

Avtovoz seemed a lot in his life. He thought for a while, and then confidently answered:

Well, of course, the princess.

And the little yellow machine was silent the rest of the rest. She dreamed of a meeting with her princess.

Avtovoz brought her to a big store in Big city. Little yellow machine stood between huge black jeeps with huge wheels. Jeeps all the time boasted how they would be heroically break through the swamps and unbeatably climb into the mountains. They laughed at a small yellow machine:

Look, what is her worthless wheels! Yes, she will get stuck in the first pool. Even the sandhead is not absorbed! Nickidaya you.

During the day to jigams in the store all the time there were fat bald units. Sometimes one of them sat in the jeep and left. The rest of the jeeps swallowedly sighed and thought to themselves:

"Nothing, my own thick bald uncle will be the biggest and most bald ..."

And loud they continued to mock the little yellow typewriter:

- Hey, Nickida! Yes, you will not fit even the thinst of thick bald unuge !!

One day a little yellow machine could not stand and shouted in response:

Yes, you do not need your thick bald units! I'm waiting for my princess!

Is it too fat and bald? - clarified jeeps

The machine thought ... She didn't even imagine a princess. And how can you imagine who you have never seen?

I do not know ... - She finally said, the machine. - I only know that she is definitely not like your uncle.

- Then your princess is also no longer. - entered into jeeps.

At night, the Little Yellow Machine dreamed of the princess. She turned out to be at all such as thick bald units, and was so beautiful that the machine could not see her because of the pretty glance of tears. And the jipam again dreamed of mountains and swamps. Tolstoy bald units did not dream.

The morning of the next day was gray from fog and drizzling rain.

That summer ended ... - thought a little yellow machine. - Nobody came for me .... And it does not come - because the miracle can not happen when everything is so overcast and bad.

And then the bell of the front door rang. Jeeps once cut off her heroic chatter and began to reach out for the included, trying to seem even more and more powerful. And then they for some reason crumble and began to quietly call back. And in front of them to a small yellow typewriter she walked. The princess was completely unlike the thick bald unugers. Her long sun color hair did a rainy autumn day radiant-July. And when she came to a small yellow typewriter, it became clear to everyone - they are perfect for each other ...

In the evening, Jipam no longer wanted to brag around the mountains and swamps. They realized that thick bald units are not the best in the world. And they were very shameful.
And at night they dreamed of the princess and a little yellow machine ...

Fairy tales about cars
(fairy tales for boys from 2 to 6)

Machines lived in one big iron garage. Among them were: Yellow Zhiguli, Red Lamborghini, Blue Ferrari, White Ford, Silver Toyota and many, many other machines. The garage was big, and everything was enough space.
Many different stories occurred with machines.

Blue Ferrari, who has everything that can only be a car, - large heavy wheels, four yellow headlights, a powerful motor and a lot more, dreamed of flying to the moon. He liked the moon - Big, Yellow, Round. But the moon sometimes hid, sometimes turned into a month, and Ferrari did not have enough. Without her night on the road, it was dark and boring.

Blue Ferrari went to the airfield. Many different aircraft stood there: single-engine, two-dimensional, jet, cargo, passenger, but none of them could fly to the moon.
- We also wanted to fly to the moon, but we do not have enough strength and fuel - said Ferrari planes
- You need to go to the cosmodrome, only rockets can fly to the moon.

Ferrari went to the cosmodrome. One big silver rocket stood on a cosmodrome. She was going to fly to the moon.
"Take me with me - asked Ferrari."
"I can't - the rocket replied," I take astronauts with me, they need to look at our land from above. " From above our land is round, like a ball, so you can fly it and return back.
"Then explain why I can't fly myself," Ferrari asked.
"Because each of us is created for your business, I can fly in a distant sky, but I can not drive on the roads faster than everyone you. You do not know how to fly, but they go faster than everyone along the road, overtaking everyone. You dream of flying to the moon, and I dream to go to the green lawn, sniff white chamomile and see how the transparent stream flows.
"Yes," said Ferrari, "everyone has their own dream, and there is a job." It would be nice all the dreams carried out, but then without them there was so sad.

And Blue Ferrari returned to his garage to drive along the roads, and sometimes look into the sky and dream of flying to the moon.

There was a cold winter. Yellow Gazelle drove along the road listed. She brought gifts to children for the New Year. Cold wind blew, but it was warm in Gazelle, she rushed on the road, listened to the radio and sang a song about a blue car, a smile and new year.
On the way, Gazelle recalled the warm summer, a gift to her good grandmother and his friend of the White Ford.

But suddenly he was "boo!", And it became clear that it is impossible to go on, because the front right wheel is broken by a huge nail, which accidentally dropped freight car KAMAZ.
- Oh-go ... What should I do now? - I thought Gazelle, turning on the wipers so that they would like her tears on the windshield. The wipers brushed tears, and Gazelle thought that now the children would stay without gifts on New YearSoon she will end gasoline, and it will freeze until the summer.
But then she remembered the radio. Gazelle contacted Radio with his friend White Ford and asked to keep it out of trouble.

White Ford rushed to the aid to his friend as fast as it is possible in winter, especially since the tires he had studded and did not slip on the road.
Soon, a sad gazelle appeared, whose jangians still worked, brushing her tears.
"Do not be sad, friend," said White Ford - I brought you a spare wheel.
- Hooray! - Yellow Gazelle was delighted, - you are a true friend and comrade, you came to help me!

Friends changed the punched wheel. Turn off the wipers, because it was no need to cry, turned on the radio and together, singing songs, took gifts to children.

In the spring of the river, ice, and the Red Lamborghini and Yellow Lamborg went fishing. They accumulated worms, took with them rods and a warm cape on the seat, suddenly cooler. The cars loved to hang at the river, to warm up at the spring sun and see how the buzz appear, the first bees. The bees were not afraid, because there were iron, and the bees could not bite.

Suddenly, a motor ship appeared on the river. He slowly moved downstream, probably, after winter, he made his sailing for the first time. From joy, the ship sometimes buzzed to see everything he is beautiful and strong.
"Eh," said Yellow Zhiguli, "so we heard that there are cars that can swim, are called" amphibians. " It is a pity that we do not know how.
"Yes," the Red Lamborghini replied, "it would be nice to swim along the river, next to this ship chapter." It would be a real spring gift for me. I never swam.
And friends burned, despite the spring sun and woken bees.

Sun warmly looked at them from the height, and the bees, sitting on the hood, decided to ride along with friends.

Pink Volvo drove along the road, he did not know where. He just liked to go fast on any road that he saw in front of him. On the way, he met many other cars that welcomed him beeps, and he joyfully buzzed them in response. On the way he met a lot of interesting things, but stopped Volvo did not like, so it raged forward and forth.

Once he drove in one narrow road, the tank was full of gasoline, the motor was in order, the road was empty, and the trip is pleasant. And suddenly, in the middle of the road he saw standing old black jeep. Jeep stood in the middle of the road, and there was no possibility to drive around. Pink Volvo drove up to the jeep and asked him to free the road.
"I can't," the jeep sighed heavily and sadly, "I broke, I ran out of gasoline, and in general, I am very old. Once I was new, strong, beautiful, my motor was stronger than everyone, the trunk most, I had the most bright headlights, the most loud beep, the most beautiful spoilers, everything was the best. And also, a jeep sighed heavily, "I had a lot of friends." And now nothing is it. I stand on this road, no one unnecessary old black jeep.
- How so? - exclaimed Pink Volvo, - Does it really happen, and I will become old too?
"Of course," Jeep replied, "everyone shall become old." And many, those who do not need completely dismiss on the car dump.
- It should not be! - Worried Volvo, - Everyone needs anyone. He just does not know about it. Come on, you will be needed. We will repair your engine, Nallem gasoline in a benzobak, wash you, so that you become brilliant again, and we will travel along the roads. And when you get tired, you will wait for me in the garage, I will come back with gifts and stories about what I saw, you will listen and rejoice as if you were with me. And then I also need someone to wait for me. So good when someone is waiting for you and rejoices to your return!
"Great idea!" Jeep was delighted. - I will be needed someone. We will need each other.

So black old jeep and pink Volvo helped a friend to a friend and became friends.

Red Lamborghini and Blue Ferrari always participated in races, drove into other countries, pilots led them through high-speed tracks, and on the bold they happily screamed from the speed that their motor developed. Then they gave them different prizes and cars drove to the next race.

And at that time, yellow Zhiguli stood in the iron garage and very, very, very, they wanted to participate in races, ride in other countries and receive different prizes. But there was no opportunity for this because Zhiguli were old carwhich is not at all suitable for racing. Zhiguli were very upset by this circumstance and sometimes we were crying. They looked at their old motor with sadness, scratched the hood, broken a fare and found many other flaws. Yellow Zhiguli considered themselves an ugly and worthless machine.

Once an old smart silver Toyota arrived in the garage. She looked, as Zhiguli is written, and said:
- There is no ugly and worthless cars. You just need to urgently change yourself and very want to become another. Tomorrow we are with this and we will deal with.
The next day, many new spare parts, paint and other all kinds of necessary parts brought to the garage. Yellow Zhiguli painted, replaced a lot of things - and headlights, and spark plugs, and battery. And the purple maclaren even lent the Zhiguli his powerful motor, as he went on vacation and wanted to sleep in the garage.

And now the new Zhiguli, they became not yellow, and golden color, shone with new spoilers, shone the headlights and the motor buzzed, like the aircraft. In such an excellent form, Zhiguli went with Lamborghini and Ferrari to the race.
The first round of the Zhiguli race was still afraid of their rivals, but then they remembered what they were beautiful, what they wanted to win, and broke out forward. The circle behind the range of Zhiguli was ahead of all and came to the finish line first.
The most modern radio presented the winner of the race. It was a very good prize.

And now Zhiguli know that if you really want, you can achieve everything, even a very good prize for the victory in the race.

JOURNEY

Our land on which we live round. On it, except roads, there are mountains, rivers, bridges, sea and much more.
Machines are able to ride only on the roads, on good roads. Only the all-terrain vehicle and the tank can ride bad roads, but he will not be able to drive everywhere. And what to do a truck, white Volga and Blue Ford, if they want to travel, to visit everywhere, see a lot of new different places?

Machines gathered together and began to think how to travel them where there are no roads.
They decided to go to the station and find out how people travel.
At the station noisy, many people with suitcases, but even more different trains - passenger, cargo, postal.
We arrived at the long train, which had more all cars, and asked:
- Friend train, tell me, please, how do you move through rivers and mountains? How do people travel? We so want to see other edges.
"It's very simple," the train replied, "you see, lay the sleepers, and they are my rails for which I'm going, they are long-long, and lead to other countries." If the river is found on the way, then I am going on the railway bridge, this is such a bridge where one trains go. If there are mountains on the way, then I am going through a tunnel, which is a breakthrough through the mountain. In the tunnel dark, but I'm not scary.
Want to go together? You will set on special platforms for cars, and I will take you on a journey.
- Good idea! Healthy! - Amenities were delighted.

They got up for special platforms, and the train took them to see the world.

One very stubborn green gazelle did not want to comply with the rules of the road. I did not want, and that's it. Gazelle was very nice, everyone liked everyone, so I thought that everything was possible, drove through the streets, sang songs and really wanted everyone to see what she was bold, brave, how beautiful she rides, not paying attention to other cars and even on the traffic light . Therefore, she did not wait for the green light, she simply did not look around. Neither right or left.

There was rain, the asphalt was very square, after the rain always asphalt slippery, and the wheels on it slide. Gazelle looked cautiously on the road and sang songs.
At the crossroads stood a very old and intelligent traffic light. The traffic light saw that the gazelle rushes very quickly, he lit his red eye, because he wanted everyone to be careful. But Gazelle drove, without looking at the traffic light.
And on the other hand, the intersection was driving a truck KAMAZ, and the eye of the traffic light showed green light for him. Kamaz began to move and suddenly our reckless gazelle crashed into it.
- Oh-oh-oh!, Shouted the gazelle. She was very painful. She was broken by headlights and windshield, broken wing and something inside, probably motor.
Kamaz was very big, and nothing happened to him.
- urgently call ambulance! - Kamaz went on, - our Gazelle crashed, here is an accident!
Ambulance took the gazelle to the hospital for machines, the maintenance station.
"Yes ... Long now you will not drive," they told her there, "we will treat you for a long time. You will miss even your birthday and you will not get gifts. Didn't you know that you can ride only on the green light?

Gazelle burned, but now she knows exactly what the rules must be observed. And not only road traffic, and many other rules are a rule of behavior at the table, the rule was washed and brushing the teeth in the morning, the rule to remove and many others. Because the rules are invented so that no one fell into trouble.

Red Zaporozhets walked long, plutically between big cars on the road, because he was small, and so drove there, where he never was. After all, there is always a place where we have never been.

The place was awesome. There was a lot of cars on the big parking lot, and even such that Zaporozhets never saw.
He approached the old landscape and asked:
- Where did these strange cars come from? I have never seen these on the road.
- This is museum vintage cars, "answered Lando.
- Look, here is the first car that people came up with. He is big and not so beautiful as modern cars, he has huge wheels, a loud motor and even there are no janitors, such cars did not even know how to quickly ride. Yes, and the motor in the first cars was not gasoline. And these are other cars that have no longer do no longer. All of them are very old, so they stand, resting themselves in the parking lot. Perhaps someday you will stand next to them.
- Can not be! - shouted Zaporozhets, - because I am a new brilliant, I can all.
- Maybe maybe - said old car- I also thought so too. People constantly come up with a new, cars are becoming better, more beautiful, faster. And the old cars they just stop doing and put them in the museum. Here, not sad, do not be afraid, many go here to see what kind of cars were before, and we proudly show ourselves.

"Well,", "thought Zaporozhets. "Now I need, I will drive, work, and when new cars come to my place, I will stand in this museum and I will show everything that I was beautiful."

One red big kamaz loved singing songs, about the road is long and straight, about his friends, strong, big and small, about summer and the sea, about everything he saw on the road. But it did not work very well, rather did not succeed at all. He just loomed loudly loudly, everyone thought he asked to free the road or simply imagine, no one had heard music in his beeps, his songs.

Once, because once everything happens, Kamaz drove along the yellow road and drove a lot of heavy stones for construction. His waited construction machines - Bulldozer, excavator, lifting crane, loader. Therefore, KAMAZ was in a hurry. On the way, he, as always, sang a song. This time the song was about strong cars, which are friends, so well, it turns out to work together.
Towards the KAMAZ drove a little old Zaporozhets.
- What do you shout so? - asked Zaporozhets, - after all, there is no one on the road.
"I don't cry, I sing," Kamaz replied.
- Who sings so? The song is music and music poems.
"But I don't know how to differently," KamAZ was upset.
- Want, we are writing a song together? - suggested Zaporozhets.
"Come on," KamAZ was delighted.
And it turned out such a song:

There are many cars in the world
Freight and passenger cars
Knife adults and children
All colors and stamps of them.
There are silver cars,
There are green and yellow,
There are dirty and clean,
There are angry and kind.
And for racing cars,
There are for construction, for a trip,
And all cars have tires,
There is a motor and there are suspension.
All cars love ride
All do not like to be in the accident.
In the garage there are all together
Who is closer

And cars are all - assistants,
And in riding and in a fius,
And at the construction site and under the rain
People are all - comrades.

Kamaz and Zaporozhets, singing together, the song that was composed, went on.

For boys 2-6 years.

Illustrations: Boris Zabolotsky specifically for the "Bath" magazine.

In one big concrete garage there were lived cars. Among them were yellow Zhiguli, Red Lamborghini, Blue Ferrari, White Ford, Silver Toyota and many, many other machines. The garage was huge, warm, all the cars have enough space, and they did not freeze the ice.

Many different stories occurred with machines.

friendship

It was a cold winter night. The yellow gazelle was driving along the road listed on the snow, the headlights of her burned, the engine rumbled, Radioanten, swinging on the roof, caught good music. Gazelle brought gifts to children for the New Year. Cold wind blew, but it was warm in Gazelle, she rushed on the road, listened to the radio and sang a song about a blue car, a smile and new year. On the way, Gazelle recalled the warm summer, give a friend of her good grandmother and his friend of the White Ford.

But suddenly he was "boo!", And it became clear that it was impossible to go further, because the front right wheel was broken by a huge nail, which accidentally dropped the cargo car KAMAZ.

Oh-go ... What should I do now? - I thought Gazelle, turning on the wipers so that they would like tears on her frontal glass. The wipers smoked tears, and Gazelle thought that now the children would stay without gifts for the new year, soon she will end in gasoline, and she will leave until the summer. But then she remembered the radio that still happily sowed his songs. Gazelle contacted Radio with his friend White Ford and asked to help her out of trouble.

White Ford rushed to the aid to his friend as fast as it is possible in winter, especially since the tires he had studded and did not slip on the road.

Soon the sad Gazelle appeared, whose wipers also worked, brushing her tears.

Do not be sad, friend, "said White Ford. - I bring you a spare wheel!

Hooray! - Yellow Gazelle was delighted, you are a true friend and comrade, you came to the rescue!

Friends changed the punched wheel. Turn off the wipers, because it was no need to cry, turned on the radio and together, singing songs, took gifts to children.

Dream

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

Blue Ferrari, who has everything, that can only be a car, - big heavy wheels, four yellow headlights, a powerful motor and a lot more, dreamed of flying to the moon. He liked the Moon - Big, Yellow, Round. But the moon sometimes hid, sometimes turned into a month, and Ferrari was missing it so much. Without her at night on the road, it was dark and boring.

Blue Ferrari went to the airfield. Many different aircraft stood there, single-engine, two-dimensional, jet, cargo, passenger, but none of them could fly to the moon.

"We would also want to fly to the moon, but we don't have enough strength and fuel," said Ferrari airplanes.

- You need to go to the cosmodrome, only rockets can fly to the moon ...

Ferrari went to the cosmodrome. One big silver rocket stood on a cosmodrome. She was going to fly to the moon.

"Take me with you," asked Ferrari.

"I can't," answered the rocket. - I take cosmonauts with me, they need to look at our land on top. From above our land is round, like a ball, so you can fly it back and return.

"Then explain why I can't fly myself," Ferrari asked.

"Because each of us is created for your business, I can fly in the distant sky, but I can not drive on the roads faster than everyone like you." You can't fly, but they go faster all the way on the road, and you overtake everyone. You dream of flying to the moon, and I dream to go to the green lawn, sniff white chamomile and see how the transparent stream flows.

"Yes," said Ferrari. - Everyone has their own dream, and there is their own business. Well, if all the dreams were carried out, but then to live without them it would be so sad!

And Blue Ferrari returned to his garage to drive along the roads, and sometimes look into the sky and dream of flying to the moon.

Present

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

Spring from the river I got a lot. Red Lamborghini and Yellow Zhiguli went fishing. They accumulated worms, took the fishing rods with them and warm cape on the seat, "suddenly grows. The cars loved to hang at the river, to warm up at the spring sun and see how, the buzzing, the first bees appear. The bees they were not afraid, because there were iron, and the bees could not bite them.

Suddenly, a motor ship appeared on the river. He slowly moved downstream, probably, after the winter, he first made his swimming. From joy, the ship sometimes buzzed to see everything he is beautiful and strong.

"Eh," said Yellow Zhiguli. - So we heard that there are cars that can swim, they are called "amphibians". It is a pity that we do not know how!

"Yes," answered the Red Lamborghini. - It would be nice now to swim along the river, next to this ship chapter. It would be a real spring gift for me. I never swam.

And friends burned, despite the spring sun and woken by bees.

- Hi, friends-ah! He happily went on, when he approached the shore. - Do you miss-apete? Look, I'm the first time this spring sailing-y-y on the river!

- Want, I will take it with you? You will see how a Chede-E-Esna Spring River!

- URA-AA! - They also touched the car from joy. - Here he is our real spring gift!

Red Lamborghini and Yellow Zhiguli booted to the motor ship and, thinking how good that there were gifts and good boats in the world, went to walk along the river.

Sun warmly looked at them from the height, and the bees, sitting on the hood, decided to ride along with friends.

Help

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

Pink Volvo drove along the road, not knowing where. He just liked to go fast on any road that he saw in front of him. On the way, he met many other cars that welcomed him beeps, and he joyfully buzzed them in response. On the way, he met a lot of interesting things, but stopped Volvo did not like, so it raged forward and forward.

Once he drove in one narrow road, the tank was full of gasoline, the motor was in order, the road was empty, and the trip is pleasant. And suddenly, in the middle of the road, he saw standing old black jeep. Jeep stood in the middle of the road, and there was no possibility to drive around. Pink Volvo drove up to the jeep and asked him to free the road.

"I can't," the jeep sighed heavily and sadly. - I broke, I have a motor, the gasoline ran out, and in general, I am very old. Once I was new, strong, beautiful, my motor was stronger than everyone, the trunk is most, I had the brightest headlights, the most loud beep, the most beautiful spoilers, everything was the best. And also, a jeep sighed heavily, "I had a lot of friends." And now nothing is it. I stand on this road, no one needs an old black jeep.

- How so? - exclaimed Pink Volvo, - Does it really happen, and I will become old too?

Of course, the jeep replied. - Everyone ever become old. And many, those who do not need anyone else, will be dismissed on the dump of cars.

- It should not be! - Grunted Volvo. - Everyone needs anyone. He just does not know about it. Come on, you will be needed. We will repair your engine, Nallem gasoline in a benzobak, wash you, so that you become brilliant again, and we will travel along the roads. And when you get tired, you will wait for me in the garage. And I will return with gifts and stories about what I saw, and you will listen and rejoice as if you were with me. And then I also need someone to wait for me. So good when someone is waiting for you and rejoices to your return!

- Great idea! - Gyp was delighted. - I will be needed someone. We will be needed to each other!

So a black old jeep and pink Volvo helped a friend to a friend and became friends.

Journey

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

Our land, on which we live, round. There is mountains, rivers, bridges, seas and more on it.

Machines are able to ride only on the roads, on good roads. Only all-terrain vehicles and tank are able to ride bad roads, but they will not be able to drive everywhere. And what to do a truck, white Volga and Blue Ford, if they want to travel, to visit everywhere, see a lot of new different places?

We arrived at the machine to a long train, which had the most wagons, and asked:

- Friend train, tell me, please, how do you move through rivers and mountains? How do people travel? We so want to see other edges!

"It's very simple," the train answered. - You see, there are sleepers, and they are my rails for which I am going, they are long-long, and lead to other countries. If the river is found on the way, then I am going on the railway bridge, this is such a bridge where one trains go. If there are mountains on the way, then I am going through a tunnel, which is a breakthrough through the mountain. In the tunnel dark, but I'm not scary. Want to go together? You will set on special platforms for cars, and I will take you on a journey.

- Good idea! Healthy! - Amenities were delighted.

They became special platforms, and the train is led by them so that they watched the world.

rules

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

One very stubborn green gazelle did not want to follow the rules of the road. I did not want, and that's it! Gazelle was very sweet, everyone liked, so I thought that everything was possible, drove through the streets, sang songs and really wanted everyone to see what she was bold, brave, how beautiful she rides, not paying attention to other cars and even at the traffic light . Therefore, she did not wait for the green light, she simply did not look around. Neither right or left.

Once it was raining, the asphalt was very slippery, after the rain asphalt is always slippery, and the wheels on it slide. Gazelle looked cautiously on the road and sang songs.

At the intersection there was a very old and intelligent traffic light. The traffic light saw that the gazelle was worn very quickly, he burned his red eye, because he wanted everyone to be careful. But Gazelle drove, without looking at the traffic light.

And on the other hand, the intersection was driving a truck KAMAZ, and the eye of the traffic light showed a green light for him. Kamaz began to move and suddenly our reckless gazelle crashed into it.

- Oh oh oh! - shouted the gazelle.

She was very painful. She was broken by headlights and windshield, broken wing and something inside, probably motor. Kamaz was very big, and nothing happened to him.

- urgently call ambulance! - Kamaz thug. - Our Gazelle crashed, here is an accident!

Ambulance took the gazelle to the hospital for machines, the maintenance station.

"Yes ... for a long time you won't drive," they told her there. - For a long time we will treat you. You will miss even your birthday and you will not get gifts. Didn't you know that you can ride only on green light?

Gazelle burned, but now she knows exactly what the rules must be observed. And not only road traffic, and many other rules - the rules of behavior at the table, the rule was washed and clean the teeth in the morning, the rule to remove behind them and many others. Because the rules are invented so that no one fell into trouble.

Museum

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

Red Zaporozhets walked for a long time, plutu between big cars on the road, because he was small, and so drove there, where he had never been before. After all, there is always a place where we have never been.

The place was awesome. There was a lot of cars on the big parking lot, and even such that Zaporozhets never saw. He drove up to the old landscape and asked:

- Where did these strange cars come from? I have never seen these on the road.

"This is a museum of ancient car," Lando replied. - Look, here is the first car that people came up with. He is big and not so beautiful, like modern cars, he has huge wheels, a loud motor and even there are no janitors. Such cars did not even know how to quickly ride. Yes, and the motor in the first cars was not gasoline. And here and other cars that have no longer do no longer. All of them are very old, so they stand, resting themselves in the parking lot. Perhaps someday and you will be next to them.

- Can not be! - shouted the Zaporozhets. - After all, I am a new, brilliant, I can all!

"Maybe maybe" said the old car. - I also thought so too. People constantly come up with something new, cars are becoming better, everything is more beautiful, everything is faster. And the old cars they just stop doing and put them in the museum. Not sad, do not be afraid. Many walk here to see which cars were before, and we proudly show ourselves.

Well, let him - I thought Zaporozhets. "Now I need, I will drive, work, and when new cars come to my place, I will become in this museum and I will show everything that I was beautiful.

Poems

"Fairy tales about cars." Irina Glazunova. Illustrations Boris Zabolotsky

One red big kamaz loved singing songs about the road, long and straight, about his friends, big and small, about summer and the sea, about everything he saw on the road. But it did not work very well, rather did not succeed at all. He just looked loudly loudly, everyone thought he asked to free the road, or just he imagined something, no one had heard music in his beeps, no one had understood his songs.

Once, because once everything happens, Kamaz drove along a yellow road and drove a lot of heavy stones for construction. It was waited for construction machines - bulldozer, excavator, lifting faucet, loader. Therefore, KAMAZ was in a hurry. On the way, he, as always, sang a song. This time the song was about strong cars that are friends, and therefore it turns out to work together so well.

Towards the KAMAZ drove a little old Zaporozhets.

- What do you shout so? - asked Zaporozhets. - After all, there is no one on the road.

"I don't cry, I sing," Kamaz replied.

- Who sings so? The song is music and poems!

"But I don't know how to differently," KamAZ was upset.

Want, we are writing a song together? - suggested Zaporozhets.

"Come on," KamAZ was delighted.

And it turned out such a song:

There are many cars in the world -
Freight and passenger.
Knife adults and children
All colors and stamps of them.
There are silver cars,
There are green and yellow,
There are dirty and clean,
There are angry and kind.
And for car racing,
There are for construction, for a trip.
And all cars have tires,
There is a motor and there are suspension.
All cars love ride
All do not like to be in the accident.
In the garage there are all together
Who is closer to who is familiar.