1. Write a story about puppies and butterflies, no less than 400 words.

Idea:

A puppy wants to catch a butterfly - cannot catch the butterfly - breaks the butterfly's wings - the butterfly cannot tolerate having its wings broken - takes revenge The plan - let the bees sting the puppy - later I found out that the puppy was too lonely and just wanted a friend - Butterfly regretted it very much and finally became friends with the puppy

2. A 300-word fairy tale about the kitten and the butterfly

The puppy and the kitten were good friends. Once, the kitten’s favorite fish disappeared. She burst into tears and went to look for the puppy. After the dog knew about it, he immediately called the monkey over. Then the puppy and the monkey thought of a good way to help the kitten find the fish. The puppy said, "I will go to the kitten's house first to see if there are any footprints left by the thief when he escaped. If If there are any, follow the footprints. If not, think of a way. After hearing this, the little monkey went fishing. Half an hour later, the little monkey caught ten fish and came back. The little dog saw it and said, "Okay, put the fish here." The little monkey was furious after hearing this and said, "I You worked so hard to catch the fish but you let it go. At this time, the kitten said: The puppy had his own reason for doing this. The little monkey nodded. After a few minutes, the puppy said: Okay, come and hide in the tree with me, the thief is coming. After saying that, he jumped up to the tree. At night, the thief came and stole the ten items. At this time, the puppy and the monkey quickly jumped down and chased the thief. They followed the thief until they arrived at the thief's house. The puppy said: "We have been Waiting here tomorrow, we can pretend to be good people and go in so we can get that good fish that the kitten likes. But since the cat's fish was stolen, the thief left behind a fish that wouldn't move. We should just pretend to be fish sellers and go in and steal the fish. The little monkey said, and the puppy said, "Well, that makes sense." On the second day, the puppy and the monkey really pretended to be fish sellers and entered the thief's house. When they saw that the thief was a wolf, the puppy and the monkey pretended to be more like good people and took the fish back from the kitten. When the wolf saw it, he said, "You impostors, let's see how I beat you to death." As a result, he hit a big rock and died. After this happened, the puppy said, "Monkey, if you hadn't thought of the right way, we would have been doomed, but we were very happy to find the fish that the kitten had." This fairy tale tells the story of a puppy and a monkey who use their resourcefulness to overcome difficulties. Please accept and thank you

3. Fairy tales about wind and butterflies

1. Butterfly Beauty Contest

In the forest, butterflies After competing for who is the most beautiful, the Butterfly King finally decided to hold a beauty contest, and whoever is the most beautiful will be the new generation of Butterfly King! The butterflies agreed very much, and they each went to find ways to make themselves beautiful. One butterfly had a peacock pattern printed on its body and became a peacock butterfly; the other butterfly had the colorful colors of the rainbow printed on it and became a colorful butterfly.

All the butterflies are ready to participate in the Butterfly Beauty Contest. Only a little butterfly was at a loss. It thought to itself: Oh, what should I do? Everyone else is ready, just me. The little butterfly was very disappointed. "Ta-ta-ta-ta" suddenly a sound of footsteps came to the little butterfly's ears. It turned around and saw that Sister Deer was being chased and killed by a lion! The little butterfly wanted to save Sister Deer, but didn't know what to do.

The little butterfly took a few steps back and said, "Oh!" The little butterfly suddenly felt pain in its back. It turned out that there was a bush of thorns behind it. The little butterfly had a way to save Sister Deer. It used all its strength to break a thorn and brought it to the back of the lion king. Then he threw it down. The lion howled at the sting and ran away in a hurry.

Sister Lu thanked Little Butterfly very much: "Thank you. I heard that you are going to hold a beauty pageant. Maybe I can help you." When Little Butterfly heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

It’s time for the beauty contest, and many butterflies stood on the stage and showed off their beauty. It was the little butterfly's turn. It walked onto the stage, followed by Sister Deer. On the stage, Sister Deer explained everything. The audience cheered: "Little Butterfly, you are awesome!" The Butterfly King said happily: "From now on, Little Butterfly will be the new generation of Butterfly King!" The little Butterfly was so happy, and it was also very grateful to Sister Deer for her help.

2. Three butterflies

There are three butterflies in the garden, one is red, one is yellow, and one is white. It's great that three good friends play together every day.

One day, while they were having fun, it suddenly started raining. The wings of the three butterflies were wet from the rain, and their whole bodies were shivering with cold.

The three little butterflies flew to the red flower together and said to the red flower: "Sister Honghua, let us fly under your leaves to hide from the rain!" The red flower said: "The red butterfly comes in Come on, let the others fly away!" The three good friends shook their heads together: "We are good friends, come together and leave together."

They flew to Huang Hua again and said to Huang Hua. : "Sister Huanghua, let us fly under your leaves to hide from the rain!" Huanghua said: "Yellow butterflies come in, and the others fly away quickly!" The three good friends shook their heads together: "We are good friends, together. "Come on, let's go together."

Then they flew to Baihua and said to Baihua, "Sister Baihua, let us fly under your leaves to hide from the rain." But Baihua also said! Said: "White butterfly, come in, the others fly away quickly!" These three good friends still shook their heads together and said to Baihua: "We are good friends, come together and leave together."

< p> At this time, Father Sun saw it and hurriedly drove away the dark clouds and told the rain to stop. The sky finally cleared up and Sister Butterfly's wings were dried in the sun. The three good friends danced and played games among the flowers together again.

3. There is a butterfly in the box

Elephant Pipi has a small box. He often opens the box to look at it and says: "This box is my most beloved treasure." "The raccoon Dudu said: "It's strange! There are only some small things in it, why do you think of it as a treasure?"

Pippi said: "These small things were given to me by my good friends. , I also put them in it! This little flower was given to me by the puppy Afu. I remember him saying: 'Pippi, thank you for teaching me how to play, you are the most patient coach in the world.' This small colorful stone was given to me by Bigfoot Duck. I remember he said: 'You are the most generous friend in the world. '

This picture was drawn by Little Piggy. , I remember him saying: 'Pippi, thank you for playing hide and seek with me, you are the most interesting elephant in the world. ' I hid everything they said and the little gift they gave me in this box, as long as I opened it. boxes, they will be like butterflies, flying around me, making me very happy."

After Dudu heard what Pippi said, he immediately went home and got a box. He was very serious! Asked: "Pippi, can you also say a few words to me?" Pippi picked up a leaf and gave it to him, saying: "Dudu, thank you for listening to my stories. You are the kindest raccoon in the world." "

Dudu happily accepted the leaf and said, "I also put your words in the box. When I opened the box later, I thought of what you said. It would be like butterflies flying around me, and I would be very happy!" Later, Pippi and Dudu often opened the box together, and they happily imagined that the butterflies were flying around!

4. What shoes should Feng’er wear?

Elephant’s father ran a shoe factory, and Little Elephant gave each of his friends a pair of shoes: Little Rabbit’s were Ding Ling Ding Ling shoes. , the little bear’s shoes are pata-pada shoes, and the little hedgehog’s shoes are click-click shoes. The little elephant said to his friends: "Next time, when you come to my house to play, knock on the door first, then step hard on the door twice, and let me guess who is coming. Do you think this is fun?"

The friends nodded and thought this game was very good. The next day, some friends came to play with the little elephant, and there was a loud knock on the door of the little elephant's house. The little elephant was not in a hurry to open the door at all. He shouted to the door: "Who are you?"

The little friend outside the door did not answer and stepped hard on the door twice. There was a "ding-ling-ding-ling" sound under my feet. The little elephant was happy when he heard it, and he quickly opened the door and said, "Welcome, little rabbit!" After a while, the door of the little elephant's house rang again, and the little rabbit and the little elephant looked at each other. , did not rush to open the door, ran to the door with a smile, and asked together: "Who are you?"

The friends outside the door did not answer, and stepped hard on the door twice. There was a "click-click" sound under my feet.

The little rabbit and the little elephant were both happy when they heard this. They immediately opened the door and said, "Welcome, little hedgehog!"

Among the friends, only the little bear did not come. When the door of the little elephant's house opened again, When there was a "dong dong dong dong" sound, the three friends shouted in unison: "It's a little bear, it must be a little bear here!" They happily ran to the door and asked loudly: "Excuse me, who are you?" Who is it?"

The friends outside the door did not answer. Several friends waited for a while but did not hear the sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta-ta". What is going on? The little elephant thought it was The little bear was playing with them, so he asked again: "Who are you?" But there was still no sound outside the door.

The little elephant said to himself: "Is there a new partner? Then I have to give him a pair of shoes." The little elephant opened the door as he spoke. The door opened, and a strong gust of wind rushed in from outside. Oh, this "new partner" is so naughty. He jumped up and down in the room, pulling the curtains and flipping through the homework... This time, the little elephant was in a dilemma: What shoes should Feng'er wear?

5. Winter Wind

Winter Wind is a naughty little boy who loves to whistle. He blows to the east for a while, and runs to the west for a while. Wherever he goes, he becomes active. The winter wind especially likes to joke with people. The little brown bear is particularly afraid of the cold. When the weather gets cold, he will stay at home and warm himself by the stove. The winter wind slapped his window hard, urging him to go outside to play games and have snowball fights.

The little brown bear came to the yard and rolled snowballs with the little goat and the little white rabbit. The winter wind playfully rubbed their faces, making their little noses red. The birds stood on the telephone poles to hold winter concerts, and the winter wind was like a majestic luthier accompanying the birds.

On winter nights, the mountain village is shrouded in a mysterious sky. The winter wind is like a storyteller who is good at telling stories, telling ancient legends to the little brown bears, little goats, little white rabbits and birds. The birds stood on the telephone poles to hold winter concerts, and the winter wind was like a magical luthier accompanying the birds.

Woo——woo——. Every night, the winter wind talks like this. The winter wind has endless stories to tell. It was not until the beginning of the second spring that the ice and snow melted and the frozen soil loosened. The winter wind bids farewell to the little brown bear, the little goat, the little white rabbit and the birds: goodbye, goodbye.

4. What are the fairy tales related to butterflies?

According to legend, butterflies are born when every flower blooms, and their wings have different colors because of this.

After a girl heard this legend, she thought: It would be great if she could see it with her own eyes! So she worked hard,

and searched, and finally found it. A magical wishing stone was found in a deep mountain.

She said: "Wishing stone, can you fulfill my wish at this moment?" The stone cracked silently, and the beautiful butterfly spirit flew out,

They asked in surprise and surprise: "Girl, why do you never doubt the authenticity of this legend? Aren't you afraid of being deceived?"

The girl blinked and replied: "I have a sick brother. He has always believed in the existence of the Butterfly Fairy. I am willing to believe what he believes and help him realize this beautiful wish." The Butterfly Fairy was moved by the girl's simplicity and decided to Let her and her brother visit the process of how butterflies are born. The only condition is that visitors must maintain a peaceful mind and cannot be overjoyed or sad at any time.

The girl happily agreed.

The girl's brother was actually very ill, but after seeing his favorite butterfly fairy, he began to become happy and confident in everything.

The girl also knew how serious her brother's illness was, but she didn't say anything. She just stayed with him and looked at the little butterfly that had just opened its eyes.

Then they held hands together. Go collect the morning dew and help them wash their delicate wings; quietly spend the warm time every day.

Unknowingly, autumn has come, and my brother is getting weaker day by day. He can no longer run and play with the butterfly elves;

He can only watch from a distance and follow. ; Although the girl was very distressed, she never asked her brother to give up. When he fell, she helped him stand up.

When he was thirsty, he found water for him to drink. She silently encouraged him, hoping that he would be brave and continue. Fight the disease.

Finally that day, my brother left with a smile. The girl locked herself in the hut sadly, and the butterfly elves came to visit her one after another;

They used the unique flying way of butterflies to comfort this kind and strong child, and they said: Cry, cry , tears flowing in the heart will become a sea of ??bitterness

. But the girl said: No, I can't cry; I have to keep a calm mind, otherwise the little butterflies will be injured by the tears of grief.

She endured her sadness and still took good care of the little butterflies. Seeing their lively and healthy growth, she felt like she was seeing her dear younger brothers.

This matter reached the Butterfly King. and the Queen's ears, they were deeply moved by the girl's integrity; they decided to summon her at the Elf Festival.

They asked the girl: Trustworthy child, are you willing to be our daughter and the guardian of the butterfly elves?

Dear king, will I lose my memory on earth from now on - the girl asked.

No, of course not, my good boy, the world is your best school ----- the king told her with a smile.

While celebrating the girl becoming a guardian angel At the banquet; the butterfly elves sang brisk songs----

A kind wish can open the door of God, and an honest heart can awaken the sleep of the night,

< p> Your and my sincere souls are indistinguishable from each other and merge with each other. My child, you are our eternal pride.

What happened next? Later, the girl who became the guardian has been living happily in that wonderful world.

She is still so helpful, so gentle and considerate; she loves all the beautiful things in the world.

Of course, she also has a pair of wings of her own. Anyone who has seen these wings will involuntarily admire:

How beautiful. Where do such beautiful colors come from?

This answer may already be in your heart; right?

5. What are some fairy tales related to butterflies

Blue Butterfly

Source:

Jinbo

There are several children chasing a blue butterfly.

The blue butterfly flew into the bamboo fence.

In the bamboo fence, there are red flowers, yellow flowers, and white flowers. They are crying sadly around a blue flower.

It turned out that the blue flower was sick. It lowered its head as if it was about to die.

Like a big sister, Honghua pressed her shoulders against Lanhua's weak body.

The yellow flower leaned over and gently caressed it with its leaves.

The white flower sprinkles drops of crystal dew from its stamens on its gradually withering petals.

The blue butterfly flew up to it and said softly: "Blue flower, it's me here. I'm the blue butterfly, open your eyes and look at me!" Blue flower I opened my eyes with great effort and then closed them again. It was so weak that it didn't even have the strength to open its eyes.

Slowly, its body went limp.

The blue flower is dead.

Everyone started crying.

The red flower said: "We no longer have blue flowers here." The yellow flower said: "This small garden will not be so beautiful without the blue flowers. "The white flower said: "If the old man who planted the flowers knew about it, how sad he would be!" The blue butterfly flew around the flowers, and finally stopped and said:

"Let me become A blue flower!" The flowers all said: "You are a flying butterfly, don't you want to fly anymore?" The butterfly said firmly: "I want to be with you forever. I want to be a blue flower. I want to make grandpa happy." With that, it flew to the stem and turned into a blue flower.

When the group of children chasing butterflies found out about this, they made up a song and sang it all day long:

Chase, chase, the butterfly flies, flies away, disappears La, fly over the bamboo fence and turn into a flower.

What flower? Pansies, we all love them!

6. Butterfly and Bee Fairy Tale 400

Spring is here, and a butterfly is dancing a waltz leisurely in the flowers. Not far away, a bee is quietly picking flowers. With nectar. When the flower butterfly saw the shabby-dressed bee, she couldn't help but stepped forward and said sarcastically: "Bee, bee, aren't you busy? Why don't you come and play with us!"

Bee But he said: "I'm sorry, Huadie, because this is my job, so I can't play with you. You can play by yourself!"

After hearing this, Huadie was very angry and said: " You're just a working person, huh!" After saying that, the butterfly flew away angrily.

A few days later, the industrious little bee carried a beautiful little flower basket and came to the beautiful flowers to collect nectar. At this time, the flower butterfly came, and there was a blue butterfly beside it. , Flower Butterfly and Blue Butterfly seemed to have deliberately told Little Bee, "Let's compare whose clothes look better today! Look at Bee, why he is wearing such tasteless clothes!"

But Little Bee said with a smile: "We don't compete in dressing, we compete in working hard. No matter how well you dress but don't work hard, no one will like you."

After hearing this, Flower Butterfly and Blue Butterfly said, Then he flew away gloomily.

Winter is here, snowflakes are flying, the bees happily eat the nectar in their nests, but the butterflies are cold and starve to death in the snow.

We must not be like the playful butterflies, but be the hard-working little bees.

(6) A complete 400-word essay on the fairy tale of the dog and the butterfly. Extended reading:

Expression techniques of fairy tales

Exaggeration

The artistic technique of exaggeration is also commonly used in general literary works, but the exaggeration in fairy tales is different from other artistic works. It is an all-round exaggeration from content to form. If we say that fantasy is the soul of fairy tales, then exaggeration is the flesh and blood of fairy tales, which makes fairy tales fuller.

"Without flesh and blood, the soul cannot be beautiful; without exaggeration, fantasy cannot be expressed. In fairy tales, exaggeration has the greatest value only when it can best express fantasy."

Symbol

Symbolism is to express some abstract concepts and thoughts through some connection between things and with the help of the specific image (symbol) of someone or something. and emotions. Symbols are one of the mediators that combine fantasy in fairy tales with the real world, and are also a common method of shaping characters in fairy tales.

Personification

Personification is to personify things, turning things that originally do not have some human movements and emotions into the same as humans, so that they also have the basic characteristics of humans. Just like animals and plants in fairy tales can talk and laugh.

Personification is one of the commonly used techniques in fairy tale creation. It should be noted that although personification turns foods that do not have human movements and emotions into the same as humans, they cannot be separated from their own essential attributes. It is precisely because of this that fairy tales have a creative beauty that is both true and false, both virtual and real.

7. Fairy Tale Composition Beautiful Butterfly

My artistic dream—learning the trumpet

What is art? In my eyes, art can be a poem, a painting, or a small and exquisite craft. Art is everywhere in life, and life cannot be separated from art. This world may be a temple composed of art, and everyone is a part of this temple, including me of course. In my memory, I have such an artistic dream - to learn to play the trumpet.

It can be said that I have an indissoluble bond with art: when I was just born, I was particularly interested in things that made sounds. I was even attracted by those beautiful pieces of music and ate my fingers. , drooling, listening blankly... I have always secretly made up my mind: I must learn an art.

Now my dream has finally come true! You could say it was an accident. When I was in second grade, my father’s friend’s son was learning to play the trumpet.

Once, I followed that brother to a teacher’s house to practice the trumpet, and I learned that the teacher was the chairman of Xinghai Conservatory of Music! It turned out that there were dragons and tigers hiding around me. I hurriedly became a teacher. The teacher found that I had great potential and took me in.

When I first came into contact with the trumpet, I found that it was "long" and beautiful. Then when I heard the teacher's playing and it made a sound like the sound of nature, I recognized it. The first contact felt pretty good, it was quite fun, "Doremi!" These little elves jumped out from the mouth of the trumpet, jumped to the ground and disappeared with a "pop", hey! It was so fun. I played it enthusiastically. The messy and weird notes kept jumping up from my trumpet and falling down again. Although all the notes I blew out were indescribable sounds, even though the notes I blew out were All of them are missing arms and legs, but somehow, I feel even more happy. There is no words in this world that can express that kind of joy. At that time, I was intoxicated by it. I seemed to have come to a monotonous world. That world was created by my own hands. No matter how ugly it was, I still liked it.

A beautiful trumpet must look good, and a beautiful trumpet sound must be exciting, but behind this, there is a "painful" trumpet training experience.

As time went by and through repeated training, I reached the peak of trumpet level nine.

When I took the Level 9 exam, I had to play a piece for 40 minutes without taking a break. However, within 25 minutes, my mouth muscles started to give me feedback. They were "excessively tired" and slowly relaxed. When I was transferring my whole body's strength to my mouth, my arms began to protest again. It was unbearable to put a weighing three pounds weight on my arms when I was in second grade and to keep them horizontal. Just as I was enduring the "torture" of my arms, my fingers started to get angry again. I was playing such a fast tune and was jumping left and right. I needed a break!

I endured it, persisted, slowly raised the trumpet, and blew "Spanish Matador" gently. As soon as I blew a note, I suddenly felt that it was different from what I had just played. My mouth seems to work less hard, and my arms seem to be less sore. Is this the effect of hard training? No matter how many, my fingers jumped on the keys, and I seemed to have arrived at the bullring in ancient Spain. A warrior wearing golden armor walked in holding a shining giant sword and a piece of bright red cloth in his left hand. . The purebred North African bull stared straight at the shaking piece of cloth, its front hooves scraping the dust. Suddenly, the bull rushed towards the matador angrily. The matador turned around slowly and danced the red cloth again. My music gradually entered the climax, and the bull felt a little like it was being tricked. It rushed past again. The matador stopped and turned around, and under the raised red cloth was the bull in the air. The music slowly came to an end. The bull, whose eyes were dull and at the end of his strength, had no intention of fighting and started to trot slowly. The matador saw the right moment and thrust his sword into the bull's body with a single lunge. Blood spattered suddenly and the bull staggered and fell to the ground. on the ground. As the matador's performance ended, my sonoration also ended. My heart was still in love with the bullring. I looked at the teacher blankly. I probably can't remember what the teacher said at that time. I only remember the teacher. That look of praise.

Art is indeed a good thing and an open stage. It can help us understand a lot, and this time I learned the art and understood the simple truth that if you pay, you will be rewarded.

This was my artistic dream when I was a child. When I grew up, it finally came true.

8. Fairy tale composition of 400 words (using creeks, leaves, butterflies)

Hello everyone, I am Gugu. Welcome to the Gugu Story Club. Today, I will give Let's tell a story. It's called "The Story of the Star of Honesty".

Once upon a time, there was a planet called the Star of Honesty, where people were as friendly as brothers, without deception or deception. Theft, consumers don’t have to worry about being deceived by merchants or encountering exorbitant prices when shopping. If people open the door when they are not at home, no one will enter the house and steal. When children play alone in the streets, there will be no bad guys to kidnap them. They, the sky was clear, there was no exhaust gas or smog from the chemical plant. There were happy fish swimming in the clear river. Once, Xiaopeng accidentally left his wallet in the restaurant. The wallet contained his ID card and bank card. Just when he was about to go out to look for it, a sweaty uncle came in outside the door. He said, "I saw this wallet when I went to the restaurant to buy food. I asked about it." After spending the whole morning, I finally found out that you live here.

"Xiao Peng was extremely grateful. This kind of thing often happens on the Sincere Star. Such a harmonious and sincere world is so beautiful! But the good times did not last long. In the year 2000 of the Sincere Calendar, a gray-black figure flew over the Sincere Star. A few people from the Greedy Star came down from the big flying saucer. Since then, the appearance of the Greedy Star has changed. The residents of the Greedy Star have been lawless in destroying nature for their own benefit, and the open doors have turned into thick doors. Lock, the laughter of children playing in the streets and alleys has become a memory of the past, the bright sky has turned into billowing black clouds, and the vibrant forests and grasslands have turned into patches of lifeless desert. People just live for trivial things. Small things provoked a bloody war. The residents of True Star resisted and finally drove out the residents of Greed Star. True Star regained its former tranquility, the heavy door locks were unlocked, the desert became an oasis, and the streets The children cheered. The real sincere star is finally back!

Fairy tales are beautiful, but what is the reality?

9. The proud butterfly fairy tale. Story 400 words

I am a little butterfly

Father Sun yawned and got up, emitting golden light, and the birds happily sang sweet songs. The flowers also bloomed with their beautiful smiles, and the industrious sister bee was already busy among the fragrant flowers.

Washing my face, fanning her beautiful wings, and carrying her small and exquisite clothes. With the basket in hand, we set off with our friends, flying over clear streams and patches of green grass. We came to the fragrant flowers and started working. One flower, two flowers, three flowers. Flowers... My little basket became heavier and heavier. By noon, my little basket was full. My friends and I sang happy songs and flew home hand in hand.

When I arrived at my rose hut, I divided the collected honey into 36 parts evenly, and put them into 36 small tulips respectively. After boiling them into golden brown, I printed them with exquisite and beautiful patterns and covered them with The dew-filled jasmine petals were hung under the leaves, allowing the dew with the scent of jasmine to seep in little by little.

After hanging the nectar, I lay on my bed of rose petals and ate a piece of yesterday. I just made the nectar cake and started to take a nap...

"Ding dong, ding dong" my little letter bell rang, and a snow-white petal floated in, which read: Tonight, Ding Dong Spring There is a dance, so be sure to attend it! Dance is my favorite, so I must dress up well.

I first painted the wings with fragrant pollen, and then dyed the wings with colorful petals. Colorful, reproduced from 100%.com //oh100, please keep this mark. I put on my favorite white jasmine dancing shoes that exude a light jasmine fragrance, and tied 2 small and cute ones with pink ribbons on the tentacles. Bow tie.

When I came to Dingdang Spring, the beautiful music like a spiritual spring flowed into my ears, and a faint floral fragrance made me intoxicated. Captain Wasp led the wasps around majestically; Team Firefly, carrying a small lantern, was responsible for lighting. The Chongchong Band had already stood on a cluster of lilacs and started playing. Crickets, crickets, bees, weavers and other musicians all played a beautiful waltz together. In the music, the exquisite and elegant swallowtail butterflies fly among the flowers in pairs, with tail wings as long as ribbons, fluttering in the wind, and their dance is so graceful; there is a butterfly with a sparkling body and two wings. Small circles, yellow, pink, purple, blue, green and other colors are evenly distributed on the wings, just like a colorful flower. Groups of butterflies gather and disperse, and the colorful wings are reflected in the moonlight. The bottom looks like beautiful silk. A little butterfly girl who had just learned to fly was swinging on a wicker stick. She was accidentally thrown out. In her fear, she forgot how to fly. She knocked away a white jasmine that had just bloomed and fell into a flower. The flower was slowly closing in the water lily. Fortunately, Captain Wasp had quick eyesight and quick hands to pull her up. Otherwise, this naughty little sister would have to spend the night in this water lily.

We had fun, danced happily, and forgot the time for a while. The dance didn’t end until midnight. I yawned and flew home. As soon as I entered the door, I fell on the bed of petals and entered the sweet world. Dreamland frogs, butterflies, monkeys, ants and other animals gather together, they want to do an activity, the purpose is to add some fun to the forest through this activity.

So, the monkey said: "Let's have an essay competition to see who writes the best essay. The partner who writes the best can submit his essay, so that the animals in the forest kingdom also like to write essays. Monkey After saying that, the little animals clapped their hands happily. Suddenly, the ant stood up and said, "I have another activity, which is to make our home more beautiful. So what should we do?" It's like this: We are first divided into three groups, including the purification group, the cultural group, and the aromatic group. We can go to whichever group we want. After Ant finished speaking, everyone clapped their hands. Finally, the caterpillar said: "Monkey and ant have all said it, but which activity should we choose?

This poses a problem for everyone, whose advice should we listen to? Suddenly, the smart The little rabbit said: "We asked them to guess a riddle. Whoever guesses it correctly will do what he said. The friends all agreed with the little rabbit. The little rabbit went on to say: "I will give you a riddle first. The riddle is: Which animal also sits when it sits, sits when it stands, and sits when it walks. The little monkey answered first. It said: "This animal is the frog among our friends." The little rabbit said: "The little monkey got the answer right. So, the little animals did what the little monkey said.

To start writing, the little monkey first gave everyone a piece of white paper and asked them to write slowly. When they started to write the composition, each animal thought seriously and wrote slowly. , after finishing writing, give it to the little monkey, and let the little monkey compete to see whose composition is better. They sit down and wait for the results, their hearts like lively hopping rabbits.

Finally the results are out. The little rabbit's composition was selected, but not to mention how happy he was! Everyone congratulates Bunny! This composition competition ended successfully with the laughter of a group of small animals.