Butterfly Soul
A few days ago, which leaves a little egg on there will. In the genial sunshine, the warm spring breeze blowing pieces of new leaves, small eggs are nurtured in a new life. Look closely, you will find there a bug eggs in peristalsis. It felt the breath of spring, insects that flew away from it. This bug will slowly climb up to the leaf surface to continue to satisfy their appetite. Days passed, and it gradually grew up that it felt some small clothes, and then it finds a quiet place to replace this wears the clothes, which is its first transformation.
One morning, since it is much earlier than past, opened his eyes before it found an ugly guy. The guy who covered the long hair, it moved his body, also followed the guy squirm a little, looked terrible. It then read, I found it in front of a climb has been crying in the leaves, from sunrise to sunset. It not understand: Why would I ugly? ? ? I remember when it hears or egg mother said: you grow up you will become more and more beautiful. But now this way, can not imagine how he can become more beautiful. It perplexed, confused, not knowing what the future will become look like. From hxw.red.
The next day, the sun is still rising. Insect thinking all night, it wants to grow up to become perhaps I should look better than now. Let it Scream, or eat. It continues to eat tree leaves child. While, the sky darkened. Kazamaki the dark clouds, lightning, fire, insects quickly. A clap of thunder followed by a lightning instant heavy rain the leaves are wet. Insects hide in the rain with no shaking the tree holes, only the cold and loneliness accompanied it had a terrible night. Woke up this morning, it was found to be alive, the sun rises, and its gay twisted his body fat and ugly, just to celebrate their own alive. It climbed out of tree holes, to go all out to eat leaves.
In this way, it is a time of molting, a little bit of growing up. Suddenly one day it can be found in his mouth, spit out a long wire to it to find a tree branch cutting a few positions, starting with a white silk weaving for themselves a beautiful white house. It is neither eat nor drink, kept his body swinging back and forth, weaving layers of their dreams. Finally, it's silk , and it is also worn out. It did not want to move on, just waiting for a heart from the bottom of your changes. It gradually became a pupa, it knows that before long, it will expand its wings, whether it is beautiful or not, it will accept myself just to be able to dance in the flowers!
The day finally arrived, it breakthrough in the. When it came to the outside world again, it saw the beauty of their wings. The sunshine, with green wings with fluorescent pattern. It flies, fly toward the near flowers. It gives off strange body fragrant and soon there is another butterfly around with it, they love dancing in the colorful sea of flowers ... ...