Ice butterfly

Spring, sprouting in the green. Love, passed to all directions. The beetle boringly played in the bush, and the spider was lying on the silk bed and falling asleep.

There are many insect tribes in the bush. There is a butterfly in the butterfly tribe, the name is silk. When spring is here, he wakes up, happily dancing in the flowers, leaving a flashing rainbow. The companions were amazed at her beauty, and they all went up to ask her how they had such great magic and let their tails shine brilliantly. She just scratched her head and smirked: "Hey, I don't know."

I don't know when, there are a group of uninvited guests in the bush, the super evil bee. They snatched away the precious nectar that the butterfly tribe had stored for years. Therefore, many butterflies of the butterfly tribe have lost the luster and beauty of the past, and are like flies. They can't use nectar to become beautiful, love, and love. Among the butterflies, only the glory of the past is still there. This is why everyone hates her.

"Oh, she is fine." "I know if it is a reincarnation of the goblin!" "She must be hiding nectar, let's go, let's go to the butterfly court and tell him to go!"

So, the silk was sued on the butterfly court. "Oh!" shouted. But no butterfly defended her. She was sentenced to fire and executed immediately. Just at the moment of ignition. Several soldiers shouted: "The inspection was completed and no nectar was found." The fire did not burn on the silk. In this way, the silk escaped. Even so, the butterfly is still hating him. "She must have applied spells, and the officers and men did not find nectar." "Maybe she put the nectar on her wings before the court session." "Hey, who knows if she is getting nectar and colluding with the bee?" !"

She, like this, walked back to her hut with helplessness and helplessness, crying alone. She felt that the sun was no longer bright at this time, and the spring days were not as mild as before.

Everyone did not expect the bee to attack again. This time, the evil bee snatched the petals of the butterfly tribe used to keep the wings hydrated. The butterfly has become unbearable. This time, only the silk is safe and sound. However, the silk is anxious, looking for nectar and petals in the bushes all day long, and every time I find it, I will pay it to the butterfly library. Don't leave it for yourself. Her actions have caused many criticisms. "Cut, don't just want to leave a face for yourself." "Yes, that is, I should have burned her in the first place!"

A cold current from the Arctic hit a beautiful city, where the butterfly tribe of silk life is here. In an instant, the sky was dim, the lightning was thundering, and there was heavy downpour. Heavy rain continued and there was no sunny day in a few weeks. There is not much food in the butterfly library. The Queen of the Butterfly decided to send some butterflies to go out for food. The silk also volunteered. They are looking for food everywhere. The terrible thing happened. A cold current came from behind them. But they are completely ignorant. The silk turned back inadvertently, looked at a few seconds, suddenly realized, called, "Companions, fast, run, cold flow!!" But everyone has no strength. The wire had to push everyone to fly quickly to the butterfly nest. The cold current caught up. Fortunately, everyone has gone in. I saw it, and I was relieved.

"Hey, it's silky," asked the butterfly queen.

"She didn't come in?"

The butterfly suddenly realized. They looked out, the weather was fine, and the sun was shining. A blue thing came into view. It is a piece of ice. The luster is still there, two dark brown tentacles. With a smile, two tears in the corner of my eyes. Behind it is a beautiful rainbow.

It is silk.

The Queen screamed hysterically on the ground.

It turned out that silk is the last jade butterfly in the world.

Spring is back. But she lacks a beautiful rainbow.

Above the clouds, there is a flying ice butterfly.

First day: messy petals