从未见过枯叶蝶,只听说过它停歇时像片枯叶,灰色,暗淡。长笛大赛意外出局,我满心灰暗,正如那灰色的枯叶蝶。晚饭过后,独自漫步在树林间。踩着粗壮的树根,感受古老的坚硬;摩挲粗糙的树皮,轻抚岁月的沧桑。在这片典雅和静谧中,我的心情等待平复。脚下一朵蒲公英,清风过,雪丝绒轻轻飞舞。我下蹲,欲掬起那朵丝绒。不料,草丛中两只小小的精灵窜出,掠过我的头顶。是蝶,两只惊飞的蝶!我仰望到了它们五彩斑斓的翅。青枝绿叶间,这两只蝶翩翩飞,紧相随。它们艳丽的双翅忽闪忽闪的,好一个五彩的生 I’ve never seen a leaf butterfly before, but I heard that it was like a dead leaf, gray and dim when it stopped. Flute contest unexpectedly out, I am full of darkness, as the gray butterfly. After dinner, walk alone in the woods. Stepping on thick roots, feel the old hard; Mousse rough bark, caresses the vicissitudes of life. In this elegant and quiet, my mood waiting for calm. At the foot of a dandelion, breeze, snow velvet gently fluttering. I squat, want to play that velvet. Unexpectedly, two small elves flew in the grass, passing over my head. Butterflies, two scared butterfly! I looked up to their colorful wings. Green branches, the two butterflies flying, closely followed. Their bright wings flicker, a good multicolored students