Green butterfly

Tired of the gray sky; tired of the dead leaves without life; tired of the air with a trace of miscellaneous, I want to go to the beach, feel the blue sky, feel the refreshing brought by the sea breeze...

Leaning on the side of the embankment, snorting the air that can't be breathed in the city, comfortable and refreshing. Slowly closing my eyes, the sun turned into a phantom in front of my eyes, and the moment I closed my eyes, a pure and transparent little thing floated in front of my eyes, a breeze, a scent of fragrance. A glimpse, open your eyes, look far, the little things are white, the sun shines on her crystal clear wings, dances... Isn't that my long lost butterfly dream? !

When I was a child, the butterfly was the flower fairy in my heart. She wore the most beautiful clothes and played hide-and-seek with beautiful flowers. When she was tired, she stood on the petals and sucked the small dewdrops stuck on the petals. I love butterflies, her petite figure has been flying in my mind, and my incomprehensible relationship has made her the most noble and holy place in my heart.

However, when the butterfly's playmates withered in the mud filled with "white rubbish"; when the fragrance of the butterfly was submerged in the unpleasant exhaust of the car; when the smashed clothes of the butterfly were stained with the black industrial waste that could not be washed away , they, where should they go...

Helpless, they had to hide in the blossoming white waves; let their tears of sorrow melt into the vast expanse of the sea; let the snoring of the waves wash away their sighs of sadness...

Ask yourself, who doesn't love colorful ornate butterflies? However, who pollutes the homeland where the butterfly lives, and who forces the butterfly to go quietly?

we.

The answer is yes and only.

If the butterfly is getting away from us, what about other animals? And more and more animals have joined the large army of "rare animals" and rushed to the cliff of death at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, a huge green butterfly swept over my head and covered the entire sky. In an instant, her wings rolled up all the impurities in the world, impurities were sucked into her body with the wind, and the green gradually filled the world. The wings slowly grayed out and turned black, but she still did not stop. She just wanted to use her efforts to make the world alive. When I was awkward, the huge butterfly became small. A butterfly-like black crystal fell down and attached a piece of paper. I reached out and said, "I have used action to tell you that I love the world, even though I left. But I took away the polluted environment and gave you a green earth. Please don't hurt it anymore, okay?" The line of sight was blurred, blocked by tears, clenched the crystal, and already realized...

Suddenly, I was woken up and found out that it was just a dream, but I can't forget the black crystal. I will remember it and tell it by action. I will fulfill my promise, no longer hurt the earth, but also tell it. Not only me, more and more people will not hurt the earth again, we will protect it because it is our eternal home...