Read the following materials and write an article of not less than 800 words as required. In order to enrich the after-school life of primary and middle school students, let students appreciate the charm of science and technology and overcome their addiction to cutting-edge science and technology, a research institute of Chinese Academy of Sciences has carried out a series of popular science activities on the public open day. During the activity, the researchers specially designed an interesting experiment for students, operating a scanning electron microscope and observing the wings of butterflies.
Through this microscope, which can clearly see the three-dimensional structure of nano-scale objects, students are surprised to find that the original colorful butterfly wings have lost color and presented a wonderful uneven structure.
It turns out that the wings of butterflies are colorless, and only because of their special microstructure will they show colorful colors under the irradiation of light. .
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The blue butterfly broke its cocoon and bloomed, changing from a humble insect to a gorgeous blue butterfly flying in the air. Although its appearance has changed, its body is still an ugly insect. Blue butterfly, simple and proud. The red butterfly reborn from the fire changed from a dead body to a new body. Although its appearance is not as beautiful as before, its soul has been purified and turned into a strong butterfly that doesn't care about its appearance. The red butterfly is humble and brave from the heart.
It is not so much because of their appearance that they changed their previous views, but rather because of the communication between their souls and their hearts. Blue butterfly, gorgeous and proud; The red butterfly is beautiful, charming and simple.
The blue butterfly is the princess in the right half of the butterfly kingdom. She was cursed and wrapped in a cocoon for 65,438+000 years. On the day when the cocoon broke and bloomed, she was not a pure and kind blue butterfly cilia, but an insect. Soon after, the cilia grew beautiful blue wings, but she forgot that the butterfly would never change no matter how beautiful it was. However, she was admired for her beautiful wings, and princes also came to propose marriage.
The red butterfly is the princess on the left side of the butterfly kingdom. She was burnt to pieces by mistake in the fire pool. She was burned to death in 100, and one day she flew out of the fire pool. Although her appearance is not as beautiful as before, she looks simple and kind. She only practices in the fire pool, regardless of her appearance. A prince learned that the pure princess of the red butterfly is not as beautiful as the ciliated princess of the blue butterfly, but she is beautiful and approachable at heart.
Although earth-shaking changes have taken place in hundreds of years, I have never forgotten their beloved Prince Butterfly. Luo is arrogant and doesn't like it very much. On the contrary, Roger likes it very much. 100 years have passed. Whether they emerge from the cocoon or are reborn from the fire, does their soul change with Luo's heart? Pure and slim came to Luojia, and saw a charming and enchanting purple butterfly and a lovely and brilliant little yellow butterfly standing in front of the grave crying. The grave clearly says "Huang Die Luo" and "Pink Butterfly Wei", and Xian Xian and Qing Xin followed Luo to hell.
Later, I learned that the purple butterfly is called Xuan and is Luo's wife. The yellow butterfly is called dye, which is Luo's daughter. Luo died to save the girl she once liked, but Xuanran didn't blame Luo and Wei, but buried them together. Pure and cilia cried, crying tore heart crack lung.
Pure, eyelash, Luo, Wei, Xuan, dye, these people will be entangled for centuries. How long will this tragic story be engraved in every butterfly's heart?
Red butterfly, reborn from the fire, who is it for?
Blue butterfly, who is it for?
Thousands of years later, the red butterfly and the blue butterfly flying with me poured out their sorrows. This emotion and this story spread to the depths of the jungle.
"Spread the butterfly's wings, twinkle in the beautiful flowers, and the flowers are dancing in the beautiful girl's heart …" When Sitar tan sings casually like this, no one will feel anything wrong: flowers have their own butterflies, and butterflies fly over their wings. This seems to be the standard of people's beautiful eyes and comfortable hearts. No matter how sad we are, we will think of butterfly lovers who died for love. Hundreds of years of legends have spread to this day, affecting all the arts that may enter our lives, such as music and drama. No one has explored whether those colorful wings are our imagination or dazzling illusion.
Butterflies should be colorful, which is as iron as a microscope to observe subtle differences. However, what happens when a butterfly's wings meet a cold microscope? The result is that the original colorful butterfly wings have lost their colors under the microscope, showing a wonderful uneven structure. It turns out that the wings of butterflies are colorless, and only because of their special microstructure will they show colorful colors under the irradiation of light. ...
This is not a plot bridge of dog blood, nor is it a whimsical science fiction crossing. No matter how disappointed you are, this is an unchangeable reality.
The apricot yellow banner fluttering in the wind on the water margin, which reads the four characters "make heaven for the sky", often makes the heroes in the rivers and lakes excited. "Going to Liangshan Mountain" and "Liangshan Mountain is the kindling of morality" have become the slogan for aspiring practitioners to encourage each other, and have also become the refuge targets of Erlong Mountain, Shaohua Mountain and other hills. They thought they could fight bravely on this trip, fighting with one knife and one gun. It was only in Liangshan that they found that the ideal was full and the reality was very skinny-except for drinking in a big bowl and eating large pieces of meat, all they could do was to work hard in the direction of wooing under the guidance of Song Jiang. It turns out that "Tao" is just a cover for Song Jiang to take refuge in the imperial court, and it is a colorful color in broad daylight.
The truth is always so confusing as countless historical clouds. Only when the tide recedes can we see who is swimming naked.
Just like some officials talk about anti-corruption on the stage all day, the aggressive parallelism sentence shows the meaning of anti-corruption, and the tone of grief and indignation shows that it is at odds with corruption. As a result, just after the report was finished, several officials of the Commission for Discipline Inspection were waiting to invite him to "have tea". Who can say that their speech is not gorgeous butterfly wings? Who can draw an equal sign between imprisoned officials and those who give orders on the stage? Who would have thought that their behavior was just colorful colors in the light?
The problem is that not everyone has a microscope, and few people can get rid of all the light interference used for camouflage and expose what they see under the microscope. What's more, the more carefully disguised, the more inflammatory and deceptive, because no butterfly is willing to fade and become an annoying moth.
Therefore, if you can't have a pair of discerning eyes, you must strive to develop a discerning heart, not credulous, not blindly obedient and not radical. To see the original appearance of a mountain, we should not only climb to the top, but also wait patiently and calmly until the cold winter. At that time, the vegetation will fall, the color will fade and the true face of the mountain will be presented.
When the footsteps of autumn fall on the chessboard in October, the ginkgo trees on both sides of the campus avenue are so rich. Every ginkgo tree has never changed its hair, but it has produced numerous fruits.
Go to the balcony and look around like any bird foraging in the wild to see if there is anything that doesn't go as fast as the train this autumn. On the opposite magnolia tree, all the leaves stand on end, just like a giant butterfly gathering its wings to rest.
Butterflies I think that every night when I walk on campus, the ginkgo trees beside the avenue are covered with butterflies, and every leaf shakes like a butterfly's wings. I always expect one to fall on me, and even expect to be surrounded by flying butterflies. At this moment, not a leaf came to me, but my heart seemed to be gently dropped by one of them. The restless heart suddenly calmed down and had a quiet name, a heart as light as a butterfly.
Butterflies I think of butterflies flying back and forth on the kitchen windowsill in late summer.
At that time, the house was shrouded in noise and high temperature at the same time. Even during lunch break, the construction site next to it is dusty and noisy. Compared with the whole world, this is just a small corner-a corner made up of a person and a butterfly. Even in this corner, there is unbearable external pressure. I can't help but think of the butterfly in this room: will it be tired by the dust all over the sky? Can you get hurt in hot weather? Will you be hurt by harsh noise?
I turned my eyes to the butterfly with its wings open and closed by the window. It seems indifferent to everything. Yes, butterflies are not like people. They have no hearing and can't hear the strange sounds in this world. They can only feel the flow of air around them by wings, so as to perceive the world. Butterflies live a quiet life. They don't bring noisy sounds to the world like bees or other insects.
And we often have butterflies in our hearts. When we can wash away the external interference through inner peace, we can hear the shaking of trees and the sound of silver needles falling to the ground so clearly.
The sound outside has not abated. But because of the butterfly, there are a lot less unpleasant components in the sound. The children's slapstick sounds convey the joy of the game, the adults' scolding sounds reveal a little warmth, the sound of drilling holes with electric drills reminds people of the warm scene of busy decorating a small home, and the whistle of a distant train conveys the feelings of wandering home.
By the kitchen window, the butterfly is still there. It has closed taupe wings, not gorgeous colors, but reassuring beauty.
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