First, the beauty of life.
In the days when spring is strong, I see a small butterfly on the fresh spring grass. What a wonderful and lovely life! This matter here and now cannot but arouse people's spiritual pleasure.
The more the author writes, the more detailed it is, the more beautiful it is. Of course, the first thing is to pay close attention and observe carefully. Described the beauty of Fluttershy's figure four times, and used "snow" as a metaphor three times: 1. Snow white butterfly; 2. It is as white, soft, slender and lovely as a small snowflake; 3. White wings like sheer gauze, two black beards stretching forward, two eyes like black paint, and feet as thin as silk; 4. It tried several times, finally jumped up, spread its wings around me for a long time, and then flew to Ran Ran. A clear sky, like a small snowflake, flew farther and farther and disappeared.
What a pure white image. The author's feelings for it are more and more delicate and profound: poor! Keep an eye on it. Suddenly, it drops into the soul like a drop of holy water, and the soul is illuminated by soft and strong white light. So I lend a helping hand to save it, feel infinite joy for its survival and pay attention to its future from the bottom of my heart.
This spiritual touch is beautiful, and only beauty can bring it! If it is a lifeless stone, a small animal that doesn't give people a sense of beauty, even if it is a "victim", what will happen to "me"? Can mood swings be so rapid and intense? The beauty of white butterfly's life awakens "me" to pay attention to life. It does not have any utilitarian color, so that the susceptible mind, which has been gradually passivated and neglected the destruction and early death of life, gently ripples in an unknown moment.
Second, the fragility of life.
Life will not ignore fragility because of beauty. Compared with the natural environment, life is often fragile. You see, even in spring, a cold rain after the warm spring breeze will bring disaster to the little butterfly. "The butterfly was knocked down by the rain, and its wet wings trembled slightly and could not be opened. It is dying and dying. "
In contrast, people seem to be much stronger. Seeing the fragility of life, I have the right to think that it is "soft, slender and moving." How pitiful! "Guess maybe" was scared by the wind and rain just now. ""The frozen little creature has withered, and its thin feet moved and fell into my hands. " I am its savior.
But people are sometimes so small, and people's lives are so fragile. Hit the nail on the head; A cold can also make you weak; A toothache that is not a disease may also make you miserable; Not to mention that unexpected trouble caught you off guard; Too many helpless physical diseases make people haggard. ...
Worried about the fragility of life form and life, I also have life and rich feelings, and naturally I have concern and pity for the little butterfly, which is also a life but only a "victim". In the sense of life, people are half ants, and life is so fragile.
Third, the tenacity of life.
The meaning of life is not only living, but life has not given up its pursuit and struggle because of its fragility. This is an inevitable problem that every passerby has to face directly. Between this and that is the difference in life. "This slender little creature, it flew out for the sake of what? In this uncertain weather, it shows the extraordinary courage of the explorer. "
The tenacity of life is not only manifested in the brave pursuit, but also in the tenacious struggle. "Sorrow is greater than heart death." What is a setback? Life can only continue if the spirit does not fall. This little butterfly fights death with its slender and weak body. Although it was hit by the rain and its wings were wet, it still trembled slightly and wanted to open it. Behind "Can't Open" is not a pure failure, but readers who are also struggling are more appreciative of "Zhang" itself. It is this helpless struggle with great disparity in strength that makes "I" weak and powerful from the bottom of my heart, which makes it possible for the little butterfly to turn around. Help me work harder, in my palm, "its thin feet moved and climbed slowly!" " This subtle and gentle action brings people a strong shock, not so much a strong desire to survive as a tenacious spirit to survive. If you lose your family first, wouldn't it be a bucket you can't help? Only persistence can win miracles.
After struggling to come back to life, I jumped up and flew away, without weakness, infatuation or stagnation. This is more courageous than before. The tenacity of life is so wonderful. Flower of life is once again splendid and open.
Fourth, the redemption of life.
Life is also in urgent need of saving because of its fragility, which is manifested in two processes:
A. The greatest enemy to defeat yourself is yourself, and defeating yourself is the first step to success. As the last article "tenacious struggle" said.
B. The brilliance of the sun works through internal factors, and there are two other reasons why the little butterfly flies away. First, care for "I". It is not clear whether it was frightened by the storm or lost its vitality by the cold rain. "Dying, dying" is an indisputable fact. In this case, the appearance of "I" brings good luck to the little butterfly: carefully pinch it up and put it in the palm of your hand; Breathe and give it a little warmth; Put it on the young leaves full of sunshine. Pull a hand, finally soothe the little butterfly's body and mind, and gradually wake up; Pushing, even if there is no malice, will aggravate the disaster depth of the small butterfly and accelerate its life failure as long as it is a little careless.
Second, the brilliance of the sun. In the days of strong spring, after the storm, the cold and darkness are also expelled, and the warm spring breeze blows; The sun is shining, the sky is clear as washing, the rain beads are dried by it, and the young leaves are full of sunshine, as transparent as a piece of green glass. The sun brings fire, heat and light to promote the regeneration of life.
It is powerful to have a sun inside and a sun outside the body, including the gift of nature and the charity of human nature. It was this "sun" that saved the lovely little life: the white butterfly.
Verb (short for verb) Disappointment in life
The two life forms have completed communication and understanding in adversity. Compassionate "I" loves everything and saves lives. Another life form-Fluttershy and every tiny part of its changes have become my concern. "My ... white butterfly!" Repeated pouring out, not only decorated with "beauty and courage" respectively, but also constantly limited to "I", shows the feelings that two life forms have just established. After the beautiful and brave white butterfly recovered from the disaster, it "danced around me for a long time", which was indeed a scene of mutual affinity.
Understand this deep feeling, we can better understand "a river of spring water rippling gently in my heart". Good things always make people fondle them, not to mention that we take good care of them when they are in trouble, so that they can grow better. When they are strong, they really want to fly away, but they can't bear me. How can I not sigh? How many people can really not lose or be disappointed? We don't have to sigh that the selfish elements inherent in human nature are difficult to remove, even if it is a kind of selfishness, and how many mistakes are there in this selfishness? This life form of "I" cherishes this beautiful, beautiful thing and process. Is it just the nostalgia for the possession of beautiful things and the desire for enlightenment? Isn't that the worry and worry about its long life course in the future? Why doesn't a little butterfly of another life form have that kind of love?
Of course, any life form has its own state and way of existence, and there is no need to be the same. Meet each other late, but not forever. You go your way, and I will find my destination. Your heaven is not the place for me. This paper has the same understanding of these two life forms. You see, both of them were finally released, the little butterfly flew away and "I" turned away. It's harder to meet each other. Who can deny that with this experience and emotion, there will be no "two flowers" in the following days?
The love of white butterfly is actually the love of life: life is beautiful, fragile and tenacious; If possible, give us a helping hand and help, consciously save other lives and promote their perfection; At the same time, we should respect their freedom of life. Sometimes we may be ahead, but it is often not easy to get respect, just like a song says: your gentleness is a beautiful mistake.