It, in which beauty

I am a small butterfly, a newly born three days of small butterfly!

There are plenty don't look at me, my friend!They have a busy little bee, lush trees, Mr. Hanhou of the cicada and friendly mantis, of course, little also not many butterflies sister.Everyone together to help each other, feel happy.Attention these days, everyone in a small pupa, it is so small, looks so fragile, but the luster of the pupa, from it we see the indomitable spirit and perseverance.So, everyone is looking forward to this belated friend to come.Everyone agreed that this is a cute little gray butterfly, and there is a rich imagination.

Finally look forward to this day, little chrysalis moved once, once again, we excitedly waiting around, waiting for this moment of "exciting".Ah, pupa is broken!But, inside is not shiny silver wings, but - disgusting soil gray wings!I can't help said: "yo! How is moth!"Listen to me this sentence, everyone sighed disappointedly walked away, leaving gray moth stood awkwardly.I also shook her head regretfully, walked away.

Gray moth is not only not discouraged, but also for the world is full of hope.It carefully observe the travel law of bees, carefully study the kinds of butterflies, and humbly accept the old mantis teachings, soon become famous "Dr. Moth" insect!

One day, we are playing between flowers, suddenly feel so hot and no wind in the sky, looked up, and the thick dark clouds covered the sky, the earth suddenly dimmed.Partners see potential bad, hide to a safe place.But I will not, still shoveled sipping nectar!Just then, a "huge" rain "pa" to a falling flowers in front of me, I am thinking to call, this just know the coming of the danger, but it is too late, the sky was falling below the light rain.Fortunately the rain is not big, I tried to dodge the beads these terrible, I lost the direction, I don't know where to get to a safe place.

In the east into the west, I suddenly saw a familiar figure - is the gray moth!Gray moth flew, word took me to fly to the east, for the sake of my safety, gray moth has been let me fly, where less rain in the wind and rain left hide right shine himself.Finally, we came to a narrow escape tree hole, gray moth a push me hole, oneself do not have pay attention to the head of a rain!In this way, the gray moth overturned on the floor.My hand will hurt to pull it into the hole, sorrowfully Shouting gray moth!For a long time, it slowly opened his eyes, smiled and said: "don't worry, just hit the wings."

Since then, I will never easily give who, regardless of its beauty and ugliness or not, as long as the good-hearted, broad-minded, ready to help others, it is beautiful.