500 words 1 Last February, when the grass grew and the warbler flew, I raised silkworms out of curiosity, so I had an unforgettable experience of raising silkworms.
On my balcony, there is a small black box with several eggs as big as soybeans. However, a few days later, a yellow and short bug came out of the egg, which made people numb! Although ugly, I have to give food, so I gently put the mulberry leaves in. At first, some young silkworms ate leaves. Later, a large group of silkworms got together and ate with relish. Mulberry leaves were quickly eaten by these "little gluttons" and left a big hole. I thought: their appetite is really big!
I not only have to take care of their food, but also help them deal with their feces! On that mulberry leaf, there is a lot of feces, large and small. I said "difficult" at first sight, but I put on my gloves and carefully threw these things into the trash can. It was really hard at first, but then I got used to it. Who asked me to be their nanny?
Silkworm baby soon changed from a little black bug to a little white bug. They are free every day. When they are hungry, they will raise their heads and twist their tails, as if to say to me, "master, master, I have been hungry for a long time." Give me something delicious! " Looking at their lovely appearance, I put some mulberry leaves to feed them.
A few days later, the silkworm has shed its skin four times and turned into a big white fat silkworm. I sighed quietly, "hey, they will soon cocoon and become moths!" " "
One day, I found that the silkworm had climbed to the corner and produced a velvety white cocoon. I said, "Go to sleep until you become a moth."
How time flies! They all broke into butterflies and became small moths. From an egg to a moth, how much growth and transformation have they experienced? I witnessed their growth.
If you are doomed to be an eagle fighting the sky, why not try to be a butterfly flying freely among flowers?
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I am an ugly caterpillar, and I am laughed at by all animals. Seeing birds flying in the sky, I can only envy; I can only sigh when I see bees flying among the flowers.
From the moment I was born, I was excluded. When the storm came, my weak body was blown to the ground. Do I have to wait for death? Don't! I firmly told myself: "I don't want to be a caterpillar who has been excluded all my life!" " "
Facing the tree dozens of meters high in front of me, I started my dream-seeking journey. I vaguely remember my mother once said: As long as you climb the tallest tree trunk, you can become a butterfly as beautiful as your mother. My mother's thin wings are also what I want and my dream.
One step, two steps, sliding, three steps, four steps, sliding, the same scene is repeated over and over again.
Finally, finally arrived.
I woke up, surrounded by darkness, and I seemed to be shrouded in something. I know, this is a thick cocoon. I tried my best to push it away, but it was so thick that sweat, tears and even blood wet my weak body. A beam of warm sunshine passed through the gap in the cocoon, and I suddenly felt that I had enough electricity. I pulled out a small hole with all my strength and slowly dragged my tired body out of the cocoon.
Smelling the flowers, I danced. I finally turned into a beautiful butterfly. I don't have to envy bees and birds anymore, because I have become the most enchanting butterfly.
A beautiful arc appeared in the sky, and I understood it instantly. Phoenix can only be reborn if it endures the burning of fire; Only by enduring the sufferings in the body can mussels breed pearls; A caterpillar can only become a beautiful butterfly if it endures the severe pain of cocoon breaking. No one is casually successful, you have to go through hardships and pains. Although success is good, you need to have ideals, confidence, courage and dedication.
Believe in yourself, believe in the future, surpass your dreams and create wonderful things. Success is beckoning to you, please summon up courage to break the cocoon into a butterfly.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 3 I was lucky enough to witness the process of a caterpillar slowly transforming into a butterfly.
Its body is bright green with some black stripes in the middle, and its feet near its tail have disappeared. I saw it secretes a liquid with its tail, sticks tightly to the branch and fixes itself on it. It began to creep, stretch its body, start from the beginning, slowly secrete mucus from its head and spread to the whole body. It contracted its body and turned itself into a cocoon full of bright green. At first glance, it looks like a green jade, pure and flawless.
It seems to be brewing, and the cocoon is becoming more transparent day by day, gradually revealing its internal appearance. Slowly, it shook its tail, and a crack appeared in the cocoon, and its head came out of the crack. Unlike before, its head seems to be smaller and black. It grabs the cocoon from the inside with its own feet, and slowly, the slender tentacles on its head stick out. It grabs the cracked edge with its front foot, twists and shakes, and makes its body and wings stretch out with all its strength. It pulled its wings out hard, then flapped its wings and pulled it out hard, which could pull out the whole body. After it came out of the cocoon, it lay quietly on the cocoon, shaking its tentacles and waiting for the mucus on its wings to dry up.
After metamorphosis, its posture is more graceful and its appearance is more exquisite and beautiful: there are various complex but regular patterns on its wings and its edges are curved. It is this beautiful wing that makes it fly in the sky, invites you to swim among the flowers and shows its beauty to the fullest.
When the mucus dried up, it spread its beautiful wings and flew to the flowers not far away, stopping on a budding flower bone, as if expecting the flower bud to bloom as brightly as itself.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 4 In a dense forest with lush foliage, a butterfly about to break out of a cocoon was found by a passerby. The butterfly slowly stirs the cocoon silk and struggles outward bit by bit, but the thick cocoon can tightly wrap the butterfly. No matter how hard the butterfly tries, it can't break the cocoon, only the cocoon silk keeps shaking from side to side. A few hours passed. ...
Passers-by stared at the intact cocoon, which was as white as snow and wrapped in a layer, like a solid castle. The man looked worried, so he kindly took out his scissors and said, "click!" " A hole was broken in the sturdy little castle. A gorgeous butterfly with a yellow and white body has two big holes in its front foot, then it crawls out on all fours and finally rushes out of the cocoon. It is free, it rushes out of hell, it escapes from tempering, and finally it can break out of its cocoon and see the world.
However, it can't fly freely in the sky like other butterflies and overlook the earth in the air. All this is because the butterfly has not experienced some pains and tribulations, so it can't become a beautiful butterfly and fly in the blue sky.
As the saying goes, "You have to suffer to be a master." "Suffering is a stepping stone to success." Therefore, like a butterfly, we should overcome difficulties by ourselves, face them bravely, face up to difficulties, advance despite difficulties, and be sure to succeed. We should not rely on others' help, but be optimistic in the face of difficulties.
Just like Edison, he failed in his experiment, which led to the train catching fire and being severely beaten by the angry conductor, resulting in deafness and lifelong disability, but he still insisted on his own experimental invention. After thousands of failures, he finally succeeded. The reason for his success is his unremitting pursuit of achieving his goal.
Work hard, work hard and work hard again in life. No matter how difficult it is, we must face it firmly and never give up!
Five people will always experience many things in their lives. They are like countless stars in the sky. Some will disappear in the long river of years and be forgotten by people, and some will radiate dazzling eternal light in the bright starry sky.
It was a spring afternoon, and I had nothing to do, so I went out for a stroll. Perhaps it is because there are few trees nearby, so the butterfly tied the pupa to the branches of the bush, and I just caught it and broke into a butterfly.
I was tying my shoelaces when I looked up and saw something strange on the green belt not far away. So I gently walked over and came to the front of that thing. I looked at it carefully and found that it was just a butterfly pupa. After watching it carefully for a while, I felt bored and was about to leave when there was a sudden movement in the pupa.
I was surprised, this butterfly is going to lose its hair? It just happens to be spring. There is a hint of excitement in the surprise. After all, I have never seen a butterfly break its cocoon.
Not long after, the pupa broke a small hole, and I seemed to see the butterfly's head. Butterflies seem to be trying their best to break free from the shackles of pupae. I want to go up and help it, but if I do, the butterfly will not live.
After a hard struggle, the butterfly broke away from the pupa, and no matter who saw it, he couldn't help but praise it. Perhaps it is the butterfly's own efforts that make its wings so beautiful.
Does this special experience enlighten us that everyone is like a butterfly, which grows carefree when it is a larva and then becomes a pupa? Some of them worked hard at this time and became beautiful butterflies with beautiful wings; Some people still do nothing, muddle along, quietly play some small means to help them tide over the difficulties, so they become butterflies with failed eclosion and will eventually die in the near future.
In order to become a beautiful butterfly, let's study hard and make unremitting efforts from now on. When we have a pair of beautiful wings, then we will all thank ourselves for our diligence now.
This is probably the story of breaking a cocoon into a butterfly. Grandma is a hardworking and kind woman, a young man and a middle-aged person who loves to have fun all day. Although grandma is old, she is still very healthy. Young man, play all day, grandma works hard all day. Even so, the young man has no sense of shame. Finally, one day, time took her away mercilessly, but the young people were indifferent. After a while, the young man, when he became homeless, finally realized that he deserved it, because he failed his best self at the best age.
My friend, when you can't hold on, think that those who are worse than yourself haven't given up, and those who are better than themselves are still working hard, and there is no reason to give up. It is more important to understand that limiting your efforts is equivalent to limiting your future achievements.
A high school student, only half a year away from the college entrance examination. She hasn't learned to give up on herself, but she has learned to be the first person to fly. Her grades are average, not top-notch, but she has been admitted to many schools that top students dream of, because she understands that he can only rely on hard work, not fate. However, most people habitually complain that God is too cruel to them or that their lives are not good, and never think that this is fate.
What people who say these words can't imagine is that when you are working hard, others are working hard, so when you are enjoying it, others are working harder. People trapped in cocoons are doomed to mediocrity, and those who break cocoons into butterflies must be people who make a difference.
Friend, no matter in what capacity, I really want to tell you that every happiness you enjoy today will cost you every price you hate tomorrow. My friend, you can be a mediocre person or a person who can make a difference.
I am a green bug. I lay on the leaves and ate the green leaves. It is delicious. Suddenly, my eyes went black. This is not good. I was caught by a child. I struggled. Alas, my strength is too small. I can't get rid of it with all my strength. I was taken to his house by the child. He put me in a glass jar. I don't know what he wants to do. He doesn't want to eat me, does he? But I think I should be terrible.
I can't even figure it out if I want to break my head. I saw him give me some tender leaves, and I thought to myself, he shouldn't want to feed me a little before eating me. If I don't eat, I can't let him succeed, but ... I'm too hungry, I can't. Might as well die. It's better to be a full fool than a hungry one. I ate the leaves and saw him pick up the glass jar and walk to the balcony to let me bask in the sun. Gradually, I found that the child was not bad. He gave me delicious food and let me bask in the sun. Maybe he just wants to find a playmate.
In this way, time passed slowly and my body was changing. I don't know why. Am I sick? My body was wrapped in a thick layer, and I began to sleep. ...
I don't know how many days later, I woke up, so dark and crowded. I want to break through this dark place. I tried my best to break through and finally saw the sunshine. I climbed out and saw the child looking at me in front of the glass jar. I found that I have wings. Can I fly? I thought to myself, I moved my wings a few times and it was still wet. I can't fly. I waited for my wings to dry, so I began to stir them. I flew, haha, I can fly, and I became a butterfly.
Just then, I saw the child jumping and clapping, looking so happy. I finally know that he is waiting for me to break into a butterfly. Thank you, son.
I still remember when I first met you, you were still a little one, gathering in groups of three or five, as if to say something. I dare not touch you so small. My silkworm baby, what should you do if something happens to you?
A few days later, we gradually began to associate, and I was no longer as afraid of you as I was a few days ago. I began to feed you mulberry leaves, and you thanked me by touching my fingers with your heavy body. To tell the truth, sericulture is a tedious process. But watching you grow from coarse wool rope to thick little finger, there is no impatience caused by triviality in my heart, only a little pride. Silkworm babies lie prone on the green mulberry leaves, dragging their heavy bodies and twisting, showing their whiteness.
After a while, when I went to see the silkworm baby, the silkworm baby had disappeared. I'm a little panicked. I quickly found my mother and asked, "Where is my silkworm baby?" "Isn't your silkworm baby still in the box?" Mom said with a smile. "ah? Where is it? " "Silly child, the silkworm baby is still in the box, but it has become a silkworm chrysalis." Mother stroked my head and said. "Then why did it become a silkworm chrysalis?" I asked curiously, "it turned into a silkworm chrysalis in order to become a moth." When a young silkworm turns into a pupa, it means that it has grown up. It must rely on its own efforts to break through the silkworm chrysalis and become a moth. "
Hearing this, I was shocked by the fearless spirit of Silkworm Baby. How much courage and perseverance it takes to break through the silkworm chrysalis by your own efforts!
Yes, this behavior of silkworm baby is tantamount to throwing eggs at stones. It seems impossible, but the silkworm baby did it. Isn't it worth learning?
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 9 There are often some unspeakable touches in life, and no one will deliberately look for them. Because this is a simple truth, an excitement of the soul. Time is seamless. When we suddenly look back and see through our inner world, there are always some memories that leave deep traces in our lives. What touches us is sometimes a faint voice, sometimes a faint color, sometimes a refreshing fragrance, and more importantly, the beauty I inadvertently revealed.
I still remember last year, when I was still that seemingly sensible little girl, and time passed. In a blink of an eye, I never thought that I had changed from a lovely caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly. I live, dance, enjoy the sunshine and bathe in the spring rain in this beautiful campus of Zhoucun No.1 Middle School, and I grow up happily.
I clearly remember the curiosity, the surprise, the training in the military training, the singing in the game, and the earnest hopes of the teachers at the opening ceremony. Suddenly, I started a new journey.
The heavy book packaging carries infinite wisdom, and the boring theorem deduces the freshness of youth. Examination paper mountain is the cornerstone of success, and we struggle for our ideals in youth. No regrets, step on the song.
When I see freshmen, hear their crisp laughter and see their jumping figures, I am always filled with emotion. Beautiful childhood always makes people have no time to recall, cherish and don't want to grow up, but they have grown up. I wish time would stop, but it will pass. The class and childhood I was looking forward to are gone forever. But my heart has woven a kit for my childhood, which contains a dazzling array of small toys, delicious snacks, cute animals, spoiled tears, laughing copper bells, and more warm care from my parents.
Tall figure, rosy face, big eyes … Oh, is this yourself? No wonder menstruation, who hasn't seen you for a long time, praised her for suddenly becoming a beautiful girl. In fact, what I want to say is that I have broken my cocoon into a butterfly, and the flower season of youth has bloomed. No matter how bumpy the future is, I will sail my own boat of life and reach the other side of the ideal.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 10 Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly is not new to us, it happens every day, but it is such a small natural phenomenon that brings us endless thinking.
"Change your feelings, change your destiny", isn't that what insects do? Only when it learns to change will it become a butterfly. Maybe it was hit before cocoon formation, but it will try to realize its own value and change everything.
If you are like that little insect, you should be happy about it, because you still have a lot of room for improvement, change your feelings and attitudes, and make your life no longer a trough or haze.
Life sometimes falls, but that's for the next better jump. Don't worry about your future because of who you are now. You can reach the peak of your life by changing your feelings and attitudes.
John the Great Math. Nash, he suffered from schizophrenia in college, but he didn't give up, but tried to change his feelings. Because of this, he lost several chances to win the prize, but he finally overcame this difficulty and won the highest prize in mathematics-the Abel Prize.
John. Nash's life was played by fate, but he didn't give up because of it. He finally changed his life.
Learn to change! Learn to change! "Only by changing yourself can we change our destiny." After many changes, your life can be perfect, and only change can reach the top.
You haven't changed? Are you still wandering there? Do you still doubt yourself? Learn to change! Your life will be wonderful because of this, learn to change! Your life will break into a butterfly like an insect.
The small natural phenomenon of breaking a cocoon into a butterfly really causes us to think endlessly, strive to live a good day and realize our self-worth constantly. This is the real meaning of breaking a cocoon into a butterfly.
Break a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 1 1 The grass will bloom more luxuriantly after the rain, and the worm will turn into a butterfly after cocoon formation. Only after experiencing the hardships of life can people achieve something.
The teacher's curse rang in my mind again. Why am I so useless? Looking at the bright red "fork" on the test paper, my heart is full of pain, and tears have already swirled in my eyes. But it didn't flow down.
"Dadada" I heard the sound of slippers, quickly put the test paper into my schoolbag, dried my tears with a paper towel and began to pretend to do my homework. Looking at the homework just handed out, the second question is stuck. My restless heart prevents me from playing my normal work level. Thought of here, in the heart is a taste.
This is, my mother came up behind me and looked at it for a long time before saying; What did you get in the exam? I don't know. I fought back my heart and said. "The teacher told me to take it out." My heart suddenly froze, and I slowly took out the test paper that I couldn't bear to look straight at. Holding his hands, his expression didn't change much. He took a chair from his side and sat next to him. Picking up a red pen, she began to say, "Look at this question. First of all, you need to know what it needs to prove, what it needs, how to use it, and this question. ......................................................................................................................., after about 20 minutes, I finished my wrong question. Without saying anything, she put down a pear and left. I seem to understand something. I must study hard and get good grades! I made up my mind to study hard.
The next day, I got up early. When I got to the classroom, there were only a dozen students. I am very happy in my heart and still have a smile on my face. I started reading aloud as soon as I got to my position. In class, I also tried to get rid of the habit of sleeping late and began to concentrate on the class. Seriously, I don't even know what I'm talking about in the first lesson. It also proves that I don't understand a lot, so; I was more focused in the afternoon. The first day passed and the next day was much better. Day after day passed, and by the mid-term exam, I finally had my own labor results.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly is not all talk and no practice. But I did it.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 12 If you don't experience the pain of breaking a cocoon, you can't be a butterfly flying freely.
Dandelion seeds resolutely left their mother and shot into the blue sky like an arrow, looking for their home in the vast world. Mom's arms are really warm, but we can't live under her protection forever. Sooner or later, we will embark on the road of independence. We should bid farewell to dependence.
I used to get up every day and ask my mother to help me get dressed. Even a button was buttoned by my mother. Even when brushing my teeth, I asked my mother to squeeze toothpaste for me. When I was thirsty, my mother poured me water and wanted to eat fruit. My mother peeled it for me. After school, my mother helps me carry my schoolbag. I found that many students around me are like me. In this way, even if we learn more knowledge, it will only be flowers in the greenhouse, and we can't experience the ups and downs of life. Starting today, I will bid farewell to dependence.
Saying goodbye to dependence, we chose independence. When I encountered difficulties in the past, my mother was the first thing I thought of, not the solution. From now on, I will start with small things: dress myself, take my schoolbag, make my own study plan and solve my own difficulties. Let difficulties hone my mind and wisdom, and let me go further on the rugged road of life.
Say goodbye to dependence, I choose to be strong. Everyone's growth will always encounter all kinds of difficulties, and it is unbearable without a strong heart. "So, if the sky is going to fall on Sri Lanka, we must first work hard and strain our bones and muscles ..." I will keep in mind Sima Qian's teachings and choose to be strong.
If fish can't say goodbye to dependence, how can they fight the wind and waves in the sea? If birds can't say goodbye to dependence, how can they soar in the wind in the sky? Man, if you can't say goodbye to dependence, how can you overcome the setbacks and hardships in life?
Farewell to dependence, I choose independence, farewell to dependence, I choose to be strong. You can't be a free-flying butterfly without experiencing the pain of cocoon breaking.
Break a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 13 Flowers bloom on the other side, the seasons are like spring, like heaven, and the caterpillar is going to live on the other side. However, a big river blocked the way and the bridge was in the distance. So, how does the caterpillar cross the river?
The caterpillar sees the opposite spring flowers, which are lush and sunny, and the flowers are competing among the flowers, one looking better than the other; Fish swim in the water; This tree is full of fruits; Grandpa Sun smiled; Birds fly freely in the sky. What a beautiful spring scene.
The caterpillar was attracted by the scenery and thought, "If only my home could be there!" " But, how to get there? Let that bird take me there; Let the little fish send me there; Or lie on a leaf and slide across the water. What a headache! "Suddenly, the caterpillar's attention was focused on the butterfly dancing among the flowers." If you can become a butterfly and fly out of the lake, you can also enjoy the scenery! But can I become a butterfly? "So, it remembered what his mother said:" Son, you have butterfly genes in your body. As long as you are not afraid of hardship and can overcome many difficulties, you can break the cocoon into a butterfly. So it made up its mind: "I must break the cocoon into a butterfly! " "
The caterpillar began a hard life. It hangs upside down on the branches, spinning cocoons day and night, experiencing wind and rain every day and shaking the earth. There are many difficulties, but it never gives in and still spins cocoons. After suffering and snow, it is indomitable and persistent. One morning, it broke into a butterfly, flew over the river and came to the place he dreamed of. However, it found that flowers are still so bright, birds are still so free, and everything is still so beautiful. However, the most beautiful thing is the caterpillar itself, which is the moment when it breaks into a butterfly.
Life is so stubborn, and stubborn life is firm and tenacious. Let's applaud the stubbornness of this life! Bow!
Break a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 14 several degrees of spring and autumn, several degrees of wind and rain. With the last sound of the New Year bell, it is announced that 20xx will enter the long river of history and draw a satisfactory full stop. I will welcome the arrival of 20xx with a brand-new attitude.
At the beginning of each year, we always have countless dreams and fantasies. I don't know how many teenagers are talking grandiloquence, and how many people are secretly making up their minds to start over, which seems to bring the breath of spring-hope. Is this good or bad? I don't know.
Look at yourself in the mirror, full of youth and childish breath. Sometimes you can vaguely see a mature shadow. I know, I'm just a child, a child who wants to refuse to grow up. Time has proved that I am naive and ridiculous.
I can't help looking back on the past 20xx years and don't know how to evaluate myself. This year, I experienced countless things, and different stories happened every day. How many things make my heart ache so far, and how many things remind me to smile sweetly.
In the past year, I cried, laughed, quarreled, experienced parting, loss and betrayal ... At that moment, my heart ached badly, and the tears in my eyes proved my disappointment. I also know that this is growth, and I want to say goodbye to myself who refuses to grow.
In the past year, I left too many regrets, but also some unwilling and ashamed. The past is over after all, so why should I dwell on it?
Past? Now? Future? Which is more important?
I can't answer that. I remember a saying: forgetting the past is betraying the present. I will use today's actions to make up for past regrets and create tomorrow's glory.
A new year begins, and the bell rings with the passing of 20xx and the beginning of 20xx. It seems to remind me that another year has passed and it's time to grow up. Yes, it's time to grow up.
Breaking a cocoon into a butterfly composition 500 words 15 that incident told me what is called "trying to touch yourself."
I remember it was a spring. I just left school and trudged home. The flowers beside me are colorful, but I don't know why they are as cold as ice and snow. At this time, a small and fat thing caught my attention. I went there and looked intently, and found it was a cocoon, small and fat, so lovely. I want to go home after reading it for a while. I didn't expect a sudden vibration, and the vibration was worse than before. I took scissors out of my schoolbag and wanted to help the cocoon, but it suddenly occurred to me that today my teacher criticized me for my poor grades, and I was just too tired to rest for a few days. Why doesn't anyone help this cocoon if it doesn't work hard? I thought the scissors in my hand were in my schoolbag. The cocoon shook faster and faster, and finally cracked a crack. Its head came out, cracked a crack, and its wings were squeezed out. Too bad it's closed. It seems very tired. It stopped for a few minutes before the flight test began. But because its wings were too wet, it still couldn't spread its wings, but it didn't give up trying again and again. It fell to the ground again and again, and every time it seemed to be in the air. At last it spread its wings. This time, I clearly saw that all the beautiful colors in the world gathered on its wings, and it slowly flew into the sky, like an elf. I didn't envy, but asked myself, have I really tried? Do I really have to try my best? Do I really work as hard as a caterpillar that breaks a cocoon into a butterfly?
Later, I was strict with myself every day, determined to do my best like a caterpillar that broke into a butterfly.