Жил-был на свете малютка-автобус. Он был ярко-красного цвета и жил с папой и мамой в гараже. Каждое утро все трое умывались, заправлялись бензином, маслом и водой, а затем везли пассажиров из деревни в большой город у моря. Туда и обратно, туда и обратно.
Малютка-автобус часто проделывал этот путь днём, но поздно вечером ездить ему не приходилось. К тому же он очень боялся темноты. И вот мама сказала ему:
— Послушай-ка одну историю! Давным-давно темнота очень боялась автобусов. И однажды мама сказала ей: «Не надо бояться. Если ты вечером побоишься выйти, чтобы окутать мир тьмой, люди так и не узнают, что пора спать. И звёзды не узнают, что пора светить. Ну же, смелей!»
И вот темнота, весь день прятавшаяся за спиной солнца, начала потихонечку опускаться на улицы и дома. По городу туда-сюда сновали автобусы. Темнота набралась храбрости и спустилась чуть пониже. На улицах уже зажглись огни, и водители автобусов тоже зажгли в своих машинах свет.
Наконец темнота окутала весь город, но не успела она опомниться, как, гудя на ходу, сквозь неё промчался автобус. Какая неожиданность! Но ей понравилось , немножко щекотно, но очень весело.
Потом сквозь темноту промчалось ещё несколько автобусов.
В них горел свет, люди в автобусах покупали билеты, садились, вставали — словом, прекрасно проводили время. Позднее, когда вышла луна, темнота играла в прятки с домами. А утром опять взошло солнце и отправило темноту домой, к маме. Но теперь темнота уже не боялась автобусов.
Когда мама-автобус кончила свою историю, малютка-автобус сказал:
— Ладно, поеду.
Пришёл водитель, завёл мотор, зажёг свет, пришли люди, расселись по местам, кондуктор дал звонок, и маленький автобус поехал прямо в темноту к большому городу у моря.(ПЕРЕВЕДИТЕ , дам самый лучшей ответ)

Once upon a time there was a baby bus. He was bright red in color and lived with his dad and mom in the garage. Every morning, all three washed, refueled with gasoline, oil and water, and then drove passengers from the village to the big city by the sea.

Back and forth, back and forth.

The baby bus often made this journey during the day, but he did not have to drive late at night. Besides, he was very afraid of the dark. And so Mom told him:

- Listen to a story! A long time ago, the darkness was very afraid of buses. And one day her mother said to her: "Don't be afraid. If you are afraid to go out in the evening to envelop the world in darkness, people will never know that it's time to sleep. And the stars won't know it's time to shine. Come on, be brave!"

And so the darkness, which had been hiding behind the sun all day, began to slowly descend on the streets and houses. Buses were rushing back and forth through the city. The darkness gathered courage and descended a little lower. Lights have already been lit on the streets, and bus drivers have also turned on the lights in their cars.

Finally, darkness enveloped the whole city, but before she could come to her senses, a bus rushed through her, buzzing on the move. What a surprise! But she liked it. Perhaps a little ticklish, but very fun.

Then several more buses raced through the darkness.

Lights were on in them, people on buses were buying tickets, getting on, getting up — in short, having a great time. Later, when the moon came out, the darkness played hide-and-seek with the houses. And in the morning the sun rose again and sent the darkness home to Mom. But now the darkness was no longer afraid of buses.

When the bus mom finished her story, the bus baby said:

- Okay, I'll go.

The driver came, started the engine, turned on the light, people came, sat down, the conductor gave a call, and the small bus went straight into the darkness to the big city by the sea.

Once upon a time there was a little bus in the world. He was bright red and lived with his mom and dad in a garage. Every morning all three of them washed their faces, refueled with gasoline, oil and water, and then carried passengers from the village to the big city by the sea.

There and back, there and back.

The little bus often made this journey during the day, but it did not have to travel late at night. In addition, he was very afraid of the dark. And so his mother said to him:

- Listen to a story! A long time ago, the darkness was very afraid of buses. And one day her mother told her: “Don't be afraid. If you are afraid to go out in the evening to shroud the world in darkness, people will never know that it is time to sleep. And the stars won't know it's time to shine Come on, be brave!”

And now the darkness, which had been hiding behind the back of the sun all day, began to slowly descend on the streets and houses. Buses scurried back and forth across the city. Darkness plucked up courage and descended a little lower. The lights were already on in the streets, and the bus drivers also turned on the lights in their cars.

Finally, darkness enveloped the whole city, but before she could recover herself, a bus rushed through her, humming on the go. What a surprise! But she liked it. Perhaps a little ticklish, but a lot of fun.

Then several more buses sped through the darkness.

The lights were on, people on the buses bought tickets, sat down, got up - in a word, they had a great time. Later, when the moon came out, the darkness played hide-and-seek with the houses. And in the morning the sun rose again and sent the darkness home to my mother. But now the darkness was no longer afraid of buses.

When the mother bus finished her story, the little bus said:

- Okay, I'll go.

The driver came, started the engine, turned on the light, people came, sat down, the conductor rang the bell, and the little bus drove straight into the darkness towards a big city by the sea.