The butterfly's mouth is also very unique. It looks like the spring of a clock. It is usually rolled up and straightened out when needed *** to suck the honey inside. The following is what I brought to you, I hope it will inspire you.
Chapter 1: Butterfly
Every bit of your past,
Over and over again, the sad memories are entangled.
I can’t let go of the hurt left by my memory,
Enduring the pain of longing for you,
I’m looking for reasons not to love you,
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That excuse seems so pale,
So helpless.
I am in the bustling crowd,
Looking lonely for you who makes me feel bad.
You are like a beautiful butterfly.
Flying lonely,
But dare not land on my shoulder,
Afraid that I will bruise your fragile wings,
Wandering around me desolately.
I use my heart for you
Fold it into the shape of a flower,
Let you stop flapping your wings,
No more wandering alone.
Chapter 2: Dream Butterfly
Your last name is Xu and your name is Mengdie
Your nickname is Diedie
You are my dear sister
A beautiful and stubborn butterfly
The burden of life cannot crush you
The hardships of life continue to torment you
You are a graceful butterfly Dancing flowers and butterflies
Brilliant and beautiful
Flying
Blooming
Happy
Chapter 3 ：Butterfly Storm
The dark night gives love the color of loneliness
In the boundless desolation
Butterflies fly up
The surrounding thinking space makes up
Constantly devouring everything that is real
The looming ambiguity
Spreading in the falsehood of obsession
Locked Gazing at happiness
Seeing love
Staying in the air
Mixed with inner surging
Ridiculing the unbearable In the promise of a blow
Eyes full of the beauty of butterflies
In the time that I can see
Dancing gracefully
Setting off the mysterious Veil
The sound of wind in the ears
Bringing a biting no response
A rolled up beautiful picture
Hidden sadness
p>Quietly releasing the wings of butterfly poetry
With loneliness in the eyes
Singing in the quiet night
A heart born lonely
p>Swelling in the butterfly storm
The little love language you gave
Lit the fire of the night
Shining on the body of the butterfly
Scorched the beautiful wings that belong to me
I smelled the last transformation
Wrapped in thick thoughts
Flowers emerged
Blooming in the remaining faint fragrance
Absorbing its own unique fragrance
Chapter 4: When you transform into a butterfly
p>Osho's metaphor
Divide human life into several major transformation processes
The first one he calls an eggworm
Chapter The two he called pupa cocoons
The third one he called butterfly
The egg worm is stationary
It has the characteristics of relying on, absorbing and brewing< /p>
It lives in the past
It is in the stage before self
It belongs to theists
The cocoon is mobile
It has the characteristics of independence, dreams, and breakthroughs
It lives in the future
It is in the stage of self
It belongs to atheists
The butterfly is flying
It has the characteristics of liberation, freedom and creation
It lives in the present
It is behind itself The stage of The flying butterfly is the real revolution
Only when you transform into a butterfly
Have wings that transcend everything
Can you truly understand what freedom is< /p>