Firefly

Once upon a time, there was such a firefly - not called a firefly at that time - it could only be regarded as an ordinary bug, called a little bit. Just like other family members, wearing a plain black coat, unobtrusively hiding in the grass, silently doing his work. However, the little character is different from the brothers and sisters, and it likes to go around. Whenever the wind is sunny, it always looks out from behind the blades of grass, admiringly watching the blossoming butterflies and the eager bees flying around the flowers.

On a quiet night, there was a light laughter in the distance. I couldn’t sleep at all. I erected my ears and listened carefully. I was so fascinated that I walked out of bed and lit a light. The little lantern, quietly flew toward the laughter.

A little bit flying under the fragrant hibiscus branches, I felt that the heavens and the earth were widening, the flowers were asleep, and the face was tenderly lowered and buried in the dense green leaves.

The laughter is clearer, and I speed up and fly forward, passing a trace of silk and grass. It saw it clearly - on a smooth lake like a mirror, a group of light and beautiful flower fairy, jumping and flying.

A little bit of surprise, I can't help but flap my wings and spin it gently. In the night sky, the lanterns are shining with the green light of the fluorescent light, so beautiful.

The flower elves greeted each other with enthusiasm and welcomed it. The luxurious Peony Fairy and the slyly asked: "Who are you? I have never seen such a cute little insect!"

"Cute?" A little bit can't believe that this is saying myself. It looked at the body and was surprised to find that the ugly black coat, under the cover of green light, seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. "I changed!" shouted a little. A little shy, awkward, turned into a lively, cheerful little bit!

The arrogant silk peach fairy looks at it with pity: "Let it be a firefly!"

"Fireflies, it's a good name!" Flower Fairies have agreed, and joy has begun.

The next day, I couldn't wait to tell the little friend about this secret. From then on, on a quiet night, a group of fireflies that "played" lanterns lit up a beautiful story.