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On a small tree in front of my house, there is often an ugly caterpillar. It crawls lazily every day, and no one pays attention to it or cares about it. It lies on the branch every day, watching the children chasing ladybugs and praising butterflies, and it is so envious.
One day, I came to the tree again, and found that instead of the ugly caterpillar on the branch, it was replaced by a black chrysalis, which lay there peacefully, motionless, waiting for the day when it would break into a butterfly.
Finally, the chrysalis began to move. The chrysalis swayed from side to side, and the butterfly struggled inside, but still could not break free, and it seemed that there was no possibility of coming out again. But it doesn't give up and continues to struggle, and perseverance and persistence make it break out of the chrysalis.
This beautiful and lithe butterfly spreads its wings and flies into the blue sky. It finally got its wish, and from then on there was one less ugly caterpillar and one more fluttering butterfly in the world.
The moment when the caterpillar is about to turn into a butterfly is the most painful and beautiful moment. We are caterpillars now, about to turn into a beautiful butterfly, at a moment like this. What our hearts need is not teachings, but a serenity, a harmony.
In this way, we are like a caterpillar in a chrysalis, meditating in the realm of loneliness, carrying out spiritual reflection and self-communication, this process, perhaps very painful, even very cruel, it requires enough perseverance and firm faith, but it is indispensable for a person's growth.
We are in a process of struggling, let's be like a butterfly chrysalis, a little more perseverance and strength, this necessary process will lead you to the road to success, free to fly in the sky.
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class="msonormal"style=""margin:"> hot summer day, I sat listlessly eating popsicles in the shade of a tree. On a leaf, I stumbled upon a caterpillar munching on a leaf.
My mind came up at once, and I thought: I want to see how the caterpillar becomes a butterfly. And so began my observations.
Saturday, May 26, 2007 The caterpillar is spinning silk! I saw that the caterpillar released a sticky and thin filament from its mouth, and slowly wrapped itself in silk.
That's 10 times slower than a snail crawling! I watched the sun go down from 1:00 p.m. and the caterpillar wrapped up only one of its tentacles!
Sunday, June 3, 2007 was sunny! What is this? White, round.
As usual, I came to the big tree to "visit" the caterpillar. But there was only a "small house" left on the leaves, and it turned out to be the "house" of the little caterpillar! I couldn't be more excited.
After 2 weeks of hard work, the little caterpillar finally has a happy "harbor", I hurriedly turned out the information I carried, and learned that the scientific name of the small house is "chrysalis", I thought, "The caterpillar must be dreaming of becoming a butterfly in the chrysalis!" Saturday, June 16, 2007 Sunny? How did the chrysalis leak a big hole?
What about caterpillars? I have a lot of questions. Suddenly, a beautiful butterfly flew over and landed lightly on a small flower next to the tree.
I watched it quietly from behind, only to see it suck in the pollen with its thin breath, and then flew up to the tree to look at the abandoned chrysalis and flew away. It dawned on me. It turns out that this beautiful butterfly is the unresponsive caterpillar of the past!
It's incredible! Through this observation, I learned about the development sequence of caterpillars turning into butterflies: first, the caterpillars spin silk and wrap themselves; secondly, the filament becomes a pupae; Finally, the caterpillar emerges from the chrysalis and becomes a butterfly.
It's been an amazing process!
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In daily study, work or life, everyone has come into contact with composition, which can be divided into narrative, expository, application, and discussion according to different genres. So, how do you go about writing an essay? The following is the magical caterpillar essay I have compiled for you, welcome to read and collect.
At noon today, when my mother and I went to my grandmother's house, I once again saw the scene of poplar flocculent flying in the sky, like a cluster of white flowers, which made me intoxicated in it, I enjoyed the fun in the poplar while riding the car, my car wanted to roll on the poplar catkins, but did not wait to start, the poplar catkins were like a light one'The balloon floated into the sky. Mom said: "Now let me ask you a question, do you know that Yang Xu is from **?"
I proudly said, "I know for sure, it's from the poplar tree." "Okay, let me ask you another question to Ku Xiang, is Yang Xu wrapped in **?
Mom asked again, stumped me this time, "Well..."Uh-huh....The mother said, "When you get to the neighborhood of Grandma's house, you will know the answer." ”
As I walked along the road, I always had a sense of impatience in my heart, and I wanted to know the answer quickly, and my car gradually accelerated.
Time flew by, and after a while, we were near my grandmother's house, and my mother and I walked to the green area on the side of the road to take a look, and saw that there were some caterpillar-like things there, and my mother said to me, "This is the thing that wraps the poplar catkins." "I'm confused, but I've seen this kind of thing a lot, but I don't know what it is, so I haven't figured it out.
Mom said, "I'll take one out of the poplar tree for you to see." So, I hurried over and looked at it, and my mother said
This caterpillar-like thing, inside is what we often call poplar catkins, and if there is a lot of white around it, then it is about to bloom. I quickly ran to the bottom of the poplar tree and picked one to see, sure enough, it was exactly the same as my mother said, I picked out the poplar catkins again, blew it, it felt so good!
As long as you are good at discovering and using your brain, then there will be things waiting for us to discover everywhere in life, and everyone will take action and explore together.
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