At noon on Sunday, the sun is shining and the spring is full. On the lawn behind my house, there are green grass and flowers in full bloom.
After finishing my homework, my sister said to me, "Let's catch butterflies on the lawn behind the house!" " "I heard that, I jumped for joy. So, my sister and I came to the lawn, which seemed to be covered with a green carpet and saw those beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers. It's really beautiful and makes me happy.
"Let's get started!" Sister said.
"good! Let's catch more butterflies than anyone. " I said excitedly.
The butterfly catching competition has begun. After my sister and I chased butterflies among the flowers and plants, my sister quickly caught a few, but I didn't even catch one. I'm really worried! How time flies! Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed ... I went to see my sister. I caught a few more, but I still have nothing. I thought to myself, we must grasp it seriously, or we will lose. Just then, suddenly, a beautiful yellow butterfly flew to me and Zuo Fei danced. I am eager to catch it! So I quietly followed. The little butterfly seems to understand my mood and throw herself on the ground. I walked slowly and gently. Give me a hand when I want to get close to it, will you? Got it! I am so happy. With this successful experience, I caught more and more butterflies later. I was secretly happy and looked back at my sister. She catches more butterflies than I do.
Suddenly, my sister said to me, "Butterflies are alive. Let's put them back into nature. " After listening to my sister's words, I am reluctant, but what my sister said is reasonable! So, I said to my sister, "Well, let them fly back to nature, and nature is their home!" " "
Sister counted "one, two, three", and we released the butterfly we caught. The beautiful butterfly circled around our sisters and flew happily to nature.
My sister and I ran home hand in hand happily. ...
Butterfly excellent composition 2 Pick up a piece of white fallen leaves on the ground, and look carefully, it turns out to be a butterfly, a dying butterfly.
Fallen leaves are also showing off on the branches, aren't butterflies? This butterfly has struggled in the high wind, competed in flowers and struggled from pupae.
I've seen butterflies break out of cocoons on branches before. I was a little surprised to see the butterfly coming out of the pupa. The butterfly kept kicking its shell with its legs, trying to get rid of the burden that bound him to fly freely. I couldn't help feeling sorry for this little bug, so I pushed it away with my hand. The butterfly finally came out, and I was relieved, but the butterfly didn't fly high and finally fell down.
When I did this, I actually hurt him. The process of butterfly from pupa to butterfly is actually a baptism of life. If the butterfly can't struggle out, its wings will weaken and it can't fly in the sky. The old pupa died and was replaced by a new flying life. If he gives up, his life can only end in the form of a pupa, but if he persists, he can spread his proud wings and soar in the sky.
I don't understand why butterflies have to wait a long month in pupae, but it only takes a short week to grow wings. Every time I see a butterfly that goes against the wind, I always feel a lot of emotion. People always compare butterflies with flowers, probably because flowers have indomitable lives like butterflies! Although their lives are so small and fragile. But they still bravely rushed out of the old shell, squeezed out the soil and bloomed in the sun, showing the most beautiful and wonderful moments in their lives. Although it was only a moment, they still tried to bloom their lives.
Oh, I see! This may be the true meaning of their lives!
Butterfly Excellent Composition 3 Rain ends life on the window,
Butterflies are catching loneliness,
We said goodbye in the novel.
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In the late autumn of that year, the leaves grew and the sadness was prolonged; Vaguely remember, the vast Lin Qiu, walking slowly alone
Memories are fragmentary, and at the same time I seem to be looking for something, which makes me very confused.
Pick up a fallen leaf, toss and turn, and look at it carefully for a long time. Suddenly my eyes lit up, the fallen leaves fluttered in the air, and then ran. Running, don't know what to chase; Running aimlessly, the feeling of freedom and sadness crept into my heart. The footsteps gradually stopped, and I felt my heart really hurt. I play with my heart without scruple, and the pain in my throat can't go down. I can't speak, and the expression on my face is very painful. Stagnation for a long time, I don't know how many times I tried to speak, and the feeling worse than suffocation wrapped around my whole body.
Finally.
I said sadly, tears streaming down my face.
Sometimes I feel weak, so I sit on my knees. Tears never stopped pouring from those clear eyes. The sound of flapping wings in my ear, a glimpse in the blue sky. Everyone wept bitterly for this and laid a precise trap. I don't know how far that road is and where it extends. Qiu Shu gently soothed her pain with soft branches and fallen leaves, even if the wind blew away.
The voice of sobbing, gradually small. She slowly got up from the ground, limping her legs and walking slowly step by step. Tears in my eyes and the sad expression on my face. I want to run in this free and leisurely autumn, hoping to run through years and time. However, it went up in smoke. The sadness of that year is still being gently torn and ecstatic, as well as her freedom.
Time followed her footsteps and went away.
There is a house in the gap between the branches and leaves.
It's just a house. This is not worth getting excited about.
Well, it's getting dark.
Knock gently on the door, and it won't open.
Does this mean that there is no one? hum
"hey!" The door was kicked open in an instant. What do you think this is?
The dividing line between light and darkness is right in front of this door. Well, it's too dark.
"hello?" A small voice echoed in the room. Didn't you say no one? )
I'm still scared, and I can't make up a reason to kick the door now.
When I went upstairs last week, I suddenly found many colorful butterflies nailed to the wooden boards on the corridor wall. They are not like butterflies dancing in the square. So, I called the science teacher, "Why do you want to catch butterflies as specimens?" I asked the teacher. The teacher smiled and said, "Because we love wild animals, including beneficial insects like butterflies. Therefore, we made them into specimens just to tell everyone that these little lives should be doubly protected. "
I still don't understand.
I still can't bear to see the beautiful butterfly nailed to the board. What's the use of showing a pair of beautiful wings without blue sky, white clouds and flowers? I remember once, my mother bought a live fish from the vegetable market, stuffed it in a bag, and was dying when she came home. Mother pressed the fish head with one hand and scraped the scales with a knife with the other. Every time she scraped, the fish struggled painfully. It must be very painful. So when the butterfly is caught as a specimen, can it be painless? I really want to see its wings flapping in the struggle, and the butterfly shakes off a lot of powder from its wings.
I have seen the movie Stealing Fairy Grass. In the movie, Xu Xian went to Emei Mountain to steal fairy grass to save the white snake girl. Only with that kind of fairy grass can people be saved. If I have Xu Xian's idea, I will steal the fairy grass, rescue these butterflies whose wings have been nailed to the board for a long time, and let them return to nature and dance among the flowers.
However, I can't steal Xiancao without Xu Xian's method. Alas-butterfly, butterfly, are you hurt?
Butterfly Excellent Composition 5 A butterfly on the other side of the ocean can cause a hurricane on the other side of the ocean by flapping its wings gently. At first, I was really puzzled by the utility of this poetic butterfly for a long time. I heard that this basic theory originally said that a red-billed gull can always change the weather by flapping its wings. Although this basic theory has been proved to be appropriate, I still don't believe that such a small object, whether it is a red-billed gull or a butterfly, can cause such great harm.
After that, I read such a story:
No nails, no horseshoes; Without horseshoes, I lost a war horse; Lost a horse, lost a battle, lost a country. If you read sentence by sentence, you will feel everything is so natural. But if you write the first and last sentence of protection without a nail, when you lose a country, you will be surprised why a small nail has become the direct cause of extinction. I think it's hard for the British royal family Charles III to believe that he lost to a small nail from beginning to end. At this time, he also regretted it and stamped his feet and beat his chest.
Fu Fu also said: The storm started at the end of Pingping. The seemingly unrelated storm and the stranger have gone through a series of metamorphosis and finally become inextricably linked. However, although there are so many examples as a warning, we should not always reflect on ourselves like that in our daily life, unless we sigh that we love the wrong person at the last minute.
Ignoring butterflies and dropping nails, I think it is also a common mistake we make in study and training. In the classroom teaching, many old classmates get together and choose to have a short talk in view of the boring professional knowledge. That's right. Just fooling these students in a short time may be that the key knowledge points jumped away, which made the topic difficult to do and finally failed the exam. If a class takes four or five minutes like that and a semester comes out, the wasted time can no longer be measured by hours. Also, when we come across a field that we don't know or understand, we have no determination to break through it. We just feel that even if we don't understand, we may not be able to get the exam, so there will be more and more problems and the results will be obvious.
It is no exaggeration to say that attitude determines success or failure. Always pay attention to the butterflies and nails around you, and I believe you can reach the other side of success.
Every life has the right to live, a grass, a flower, a butterfly … no matter how small, it is also a life.
In my yard, there is a plant with strong vitality. Every spring, they will grow new buds, and in summer, they will produce small flowers, which are blue in color and very much like butterflies, so I call them Phalaenopsis. Actually, it's not really Phalaenopsis, but I like even wild flowers and weeds, because it adds infinite vitality to my yard.
Another spring, Phalaenopsis grows as usual! This time more than ever, as long as there is room for them, they are all full. I am so happy that I water them when I am bored. They seem to be smiling at me.
One day, when I came home from school, I saw a heartbreaking scene-Phalaenopsis had almost been picked in half, and those broken branches and leaves were scattered all over the floor. I saw my father with a shovel and still rummaging through the rest of Phalaenopsis.
I said loudly, "Dad, what are you doing?" I ran quickly and grabbed the shovel. Dad said angrily, "Give it back to me! Of course I removed the grass! " "They are not only grass, but also my partners!" I shouted unconvinced. "What do you children know! The longer the grass grows, the more prosperous it will make our yard messy and useless! " Dad took the shovel away and continued to eradicate my beloved Phalaenopsis. I shouted: "they are small, but they are also life!" " "dad ignored me, just continue to eradicate. ...
After my repeated requests, my father finally promised to leave me some Phalaenopsis. I am sorry to see that they seem to be crying. While dad wasn't looking, I reburied some rooted Phalaenopsis in the soil. ...
I had a good dream at night and all the eradicated Phalaenopsis came back to life. Small orchids have blossomed, and magically, all these little orchids have turned into small blue butterflies, dancing around me.
A caterpillar wriggled on the dead leaves, leaving a crystal viscous liquid.
Late autumn evening.
The wind rustled the leaves in the forest, and it rolled up the dead leaves and threw them down heavily.
The bug raised its head. It was late autumn. It will climb to the height of the tree, where it will cocoon and feather into a butterfly.
It began a long and difficult journey. It embeds in the cracked bark again and again, and breaks free again and again. Worms struggle to crawl, their stomachs burn like fire, and even green and transparent liquid flows out, which will not solidify.
Twilight came soon, and after a short pause, the insects were surrounded by a dense crowd.
The bug stopped to have a rest. It looked around. The trunk is thick and strong, and it is covered with soil. It turned out that it was still at the bottom of the tree.
It sighed, and the road ahead was full of thorns.
I don't know how long it took, but the morning light shows. The worm finally climbed to the top of the tree. It spins silk and cocoons. Sitting in the cocoon, it is extremely excited. Yes, it can only become a butterfly if it cocoons; Only by cocooning can you fly freely in the sky; Only by cocooning can the sky be broken.
So I began to fall into a coma for a long time.
Until one day, a pain all over his body made his dizzy mind clear. The back is torn like a knife, and the pain is unbearable. Worms pass out in pain again and again, and wake up in pain again and again. Don't, to die? The worm struggled to wriggle. No, bugs won't die here, bugs will become butterflies, bugs are friends of the sky, bugs should fly freely in the sky, and bugs can't die here! It tore the cocoon with great strength, and a bright light came in directly, and the bug blocked the dazzling light with its back. The sky seems to bend down and hold the worm in mid-air. The bug opened its eyes and was surprised to find that it was a butterfly! There are large golden stripes on the wings, which shine in the sun.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Look, that butterfly!" " "I saw the worm spread its wings and flew into the sky, like a golden light piercing the sky.
Go ahead, no matter what obstacles you encounter, anything is possible as long as you work hard. This is the secret of success.
When people see butterflies flying on land, they will be full of praise. Butterfly fish is famous because it is like a beautiful butterfly. If people want to choose beauty among coral fish, then butterfly fish is the most colorful and thought-provoking one. Butterfly fish valley, known as tropical fish, is a small warm-water coral reef fish offshore, the largest of which can exceed 30 cm, such as butterfly fish with fine lines. Butterfly fish is suitable for shuttling back and forth between corals, and can quickly disappear into coral branches or cracks in rocks. Butterfly fish has a long snout and a small mouth, which is suitable for reaching into coral caves to catch invertebrates. Butterfly fish live in colorful coral reefs and have a series of skills to adapt to the environment. Its gorgeous body color can change with the change of surrounding environment. There are a large number of pigment cells on the body surface of butterfly fish, which can expand or contract under the control of the nervous system, thus making the body surface appear different colors. Usually it takes a few minutes for butterfly fish to change their body color, while some only take a few seconds. Many butterfly fish have very clever camouflage. They often hide their true eyes in black stripes that pass through their heads, and leave a very striking "false eye" behind the tail stalk or dorsal fin, which is often mistaken for their heads, thus confusing predators. When the enemy attacked its "artificial eye", the butterfly fish flapped its fins and ran away.
Butterfly fish are faithful to love, mostly in pairs, like terrestrial mandarin ducks. They swim and play in the coral reef in pairs, always inseparable. When one tail eats, the other tail will be alert around it. Butterfly fish is favored by ornamental fish in China because of its bright body color. They are kept in large numbers in coastal aquariums. 207
Butterfly's excellent composition 9 Two white wings suddenly flew to the window sill. I opened the window and leaned against the window frame for a long time. ...
Two white butterflies are playing in the garden in the yard, dancing gracefully up and down. Tired, I rested on lavender with purple breath, flapping my wings slowly, and the sun was lazy in this quiet garden. Many flowers raised by my grandmother also fainted in this lazy sun, and my face turned red.
Butterfly, what a wonderful name, strives for a peaceful world.
Butterflies, what a carefree name, play among flowers and get lost in their own world.
It doesn't know how tired it is.
Except for a few slaps on the feather-like silk skirt. Besides, it always perches on beautiful flowers like a drunk.
It often leaves silently for no reason, and suddenly comes back quietly, but it is not the original one.
The flowers in the garden are still blooming, but they are lonely. Only when the butterfly comes will it become extremely bright.
Butterfly, she can't fly, she can't hover, she just floats in the air with her temper. She is an idealist, indulging in her dreams every day, getting drunk, dying and enjoying the world for her dreams.
Sometimes, even in my dream, I will see myself become a white butterfly, an ordinary white butterfly, flapping its wings between the flower pavilions and willows, wandering under the autumn sky, and I feel very happy. But when I woke up, this white butterfly found herself a different person, and it was another disappointment. I thought to myself, I am a free butterfly in the flowers, and I am also the free white butterfly. It was me. ...
Whether it is a butterfly or not, you must live a real day. Spend a glorious life.
The butterfly in the flower bed quietly left again. ...
Butterfly excellent composition 10 hey! Hello everyone! There is a beautiful little butterfly in my room. My name is Lin Xiaoting, and I am 10 years old. Welcome to make friends with you. Now let me introduce my origin!
I am a little green bug just born, fat. No one likes me, and I have been indifferent and insulted. Slowly, I began to shed my skin and put on a beautiful "butterfly suit". My wings are black above and purple below. I don't know how many similar people stopped to look forward to it. This is very different from the past. So I started a new life.
Every morning, I say hello to Sister Hua 'er, and then go to the river to drink water. After that, I taught Sister Hua Er pollen to make their offspring go further and more beautiful. It's already noon after delivering pollen, so I'll go to see Sister Bird. We play games together in the forest, hide and seek, race, swing on the tree ... these are all games we like to play. In the afternoon, I went to see my good friend Si Mahui. We played hide-and-seek first. As a result, we accidentally bumped into my brother's tree, and I was black and blue. Si Mahui saw this scene, "Ha ha ha ..." I laughed, and when I got angry, she stopped laughing. In the evening, I lay in the arms of Sister Hua 'er, looking at the stars and the moon in the sky, and unconsciously fell asleep sweetly. ...
My happy time is still going on ...
Butterfly excellent composition 1 1 "Hey, what is this?" In front of the tall and wide wall, the leafy "vines" lie on the wall like geckos.
I took a closer look and found that each slender vine has eight or nine leaves, some even more, extending all the way to the branches. The side of the rattan is wavy and has a sharp head. The front leaves are the largest, like the head of a butterfly, and the back leaves are symmetrical, like the wings of a butterfly. When the breeze blows, it dances like a green butterfly on the wall. Do they dance in the competition?
Why can it climb the wall? Strangely, I gently pulled its dark brown vine with my hand. Gee, it seems to be stuck to the wall. What's going on here? I was full of curiosity and observed it carefully.
It turns out that there are thin and tight yellow "feet" on the dark brown vines, which are deeply attached to the wall. That "little foot" seems to be a milky yellow stem on orange meat, and there are similar stems on the vine, which are so dense that they suck all the stems on the wall. However, the stem is not milky yellow, but dark brown, almost the same color as its vine, and those "little feet" are covered with leaves. No wonder I didn't find the secret from a distance.
It is said that it has strong vitality. As long as it has roots, it can survive tenaciously in any environment, and it will grow higher and higher. I really admire its super vitality!
Hey hey, did you guess? Is the legendary creeper! Is it like a "green butterfly" flying in the air?
One sunny morning, I was doing my homework on the balcony Suddenly, my mother came over and patted me on the shoulder. I was startled. My mother said to me, "I'll go out and you do your homework at home." After a long time, I finished my homework and sat in a chair doing nothing, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, a beautiful butterfly is flying in the air, yellow and white. I patted my forehead and thought, why not make a handmade butterfly?
I first took a piece of cardboard, drew the shape of a butterfly, cut it carefully, folded it in half, stuck it on the wings of the butterfly with two rulers, and then stuck it on two rulers with two sticks. Then cut the colored paper into strips and stick it on the butterfly, and new stripes appear on the butterfly, which looks strange. Finally, cut small circles with colored paper of different colors and stick them on the butterfly's body, and the butterfly's body will be decorated with colored spots. Cut two small strips like pig tails and stick them on the butterfly's head. As a butterfly's antenna, a lovely butterfly is completed. I swung up and down on the butterfly with two sticks, and the butterfly danced. When my mother came back, she saw my handmade butterfly and said happily, "This butterfly is really beautiful!" " "
Mom's praise made my heart sweet as honey.
Butterfly excellent composition 13 in August in the south, the sun is like fire, and the sun is like fire. The sun hung in the air like a fireball, and the blazing light scorched the earth and curled the leaves. The noise of cicadas adds a layer of irritability to the sultry weather. Mother took out a lot of cotton goods and hung them on a hanger to dry. However, an "uninvited guest" broke in and kept me busy for a long time before I caught him.
One hour, two hours, several pillows became hot and full of the fragrance of the sun. Suddenly, an "uninvited guest" broke into my house. I looked intently, it turned out to be a butterfly! This butterfly is wearing a flowered skirt like peacock feathers, with black stripes in shiny green, golden borders on its wings, and two "beards" standing high. Suddenly thought: catching butterflies. So I began to prepare tools: fresh-keeping bags, ropes, scissors, clothes forks and so on. I held the fresh-keeping bag with a fork and flew away as soon as I picked it up. Alas, I tried several times without success, and my head was "smoking" with anger. After a while, I thought of a wonderful idea: I cut a few small holes around the opening of the fresh-keeping bag, and then I shuttled through the holes with a rope. When I reached the last hole, I tied it into a round knot, then I put the other end through the small circle, and finally I supported it in the circle with a clothes fork. In this way, a simple net is made.
I started catching butterflies. I spread my legs, seized the opportunity and slammed the butterfly, haha! The beautiful black butterfly obediently entered the net.
Watching the butterfly jump into the net, desperately looking for the exit. The net keeps rattling. I thought: I can't stand it if I am locked up alone and not allowed to go out. So I opened the net and let the butterfly out. The butterfly flapped its beautiful wings and flew away.
Butterfly excellent composition 14 Spring has arrived, flowers are in full bloom, and butterflies and bees fly to a valley together. They were pleasantly surprised to find that there were countless flowers here, as if they had entered the ocean of flowers. The butterfly said excitedly, "Great! This place has a beautiful environment, enough to eat and drink, and I want to enjoy it here. " The bee said happily, "Great! There are so many flowers here that I can't finish picking them. I can pick honey with peace of mind. " In this way, butterflies and bees live in this valley.
Bees work hard to collect honey every day, picking one flower after another, and a drop of sweat flows down from bees. Butterflies fly from east to west, sometimes chatting with the little reptiles under the petals, and sometimes lying on the petals to bathe in the sun, which is very comfortable. On this day, while flapping its colorful wings, the butterfly lazily sang to the bees: "Brother Bee, you are very busy and dressed in rags. You can't compare with us whose clothes are the most beautiful!" " The bee smiled slightly: "Little butterfly is so boring. I won't fool around with you. You don't work every day, and you dress beautifully! " The butterfly touched a rebuff and said angrily, "Hum! Bee people are really ungrateful. Now is a good time to enjoy it. Why are you so tired! The bee shook its head and said, "It's no use just playing by yourself. If you have fun, you must be diligent, otherwise it will be too late to regret it. " The butterfly is impatient: "go, go, don't be silly, I won't regret it!" The bee glanced at the butterfly, sighed, ignored it and continued to collect honey.
In a blink of an eye, winter came. Bees hide in the trunk and enjoy the sweet honey juice, which is very comfortable! Where are the butterflies? Unprepared, cold and hungry, it died on a cold night.
I was born on a leaf. I crawled around on the leaves, and when I was hungry, I ate the tender leaves at my feet. I kept eating and eating, and soon I became strong. One day, I felt sleepy and lost my appetite, so I found a branch to doze off and gradually fell asleep.
In my dream, I felt my skin hardened. When I opened my eyes, I found myself wrapped in a thin shell. I tried to break free and come out of the shell. I was surprised to find that my body was different from before. The chubby body has become thinner, the legs have become long and thin, and I feel something strange on my back. I turned around and saw two wet things on my back. I felt weak all over, so I lay there to rest.
After a while, a ray of sunshine shone on me. I feel warm and full of strength. Suddenly, a mysterious force came from nowhere and made me want to jump. This is a feeling I've never felt before. I turned to look again, and those two wet things just now turned into flat colors. They are a pair of unusually beautiful wings. I felt a thrill in my heart I couldn't help jumping up, waving my beautiful wings and flying. I am so excited!
The flowers and trees below me are getting smaller and smaller, so I can see far away. I saw the little boy jumping on the playground, I saw students reading books in the window, I saw cars running on the highway, and I saw many tall buildings and white clouds floating in the air.
A gust of wind blew and I flew higher with the wind. I wonder if I can fly all the way to the edge of the cloud and land on it. I tried to fly, but the clouds were still far away from me. It's getting dark and I'm tired. I found the most beautiful flower and fell asleep on it.
I had another dream that I became a little boy. The little boy is talking to his mother. He said, "Mom, I had a good dream last night. I became a butterfly and flew to the clouds. "