When it comes to composing essays in study, work or life, we are surely no strangers to it, writing essays is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. What kind of essays have you seen? The following is my essay describing butterflies for you to organize, for your reference and reference, I hope it can help the friends in need.
Description of the butterfly essay 1Tinkerbell is a butterfly dog, it has a pair of big witty eyes, dark little nose, the most obvious is its pointed and long ears, like a butterfly's wings wagging, so it is called a butterfly dog.
It was less than a month old when it first came to my house, but it has already learned to be naughty. It rolls around on the ground, and sometimes jumps and runs on the ground from time to time, as if saying, "It's really comfortable here!" One accident, it knocked over the garbage can, but at this time you will not blame it, because its naughty is also so lovely.
If you put it on the balcony, it will definitely find a warm place to lie down there to sleep, very comfortable, asleep asleep to the dark, even if you come in to call it, it will pretend not to hear, unless you pull it up, it is willing to wake up.
The dog is a very resourceful animal, if you take it out to play, it will look at the east, west, all the way to observe, sometimes, someone from the side walked by, it will also look back to see, met other dogs fighting loud barking, it will also look back to see the fun.
It can comfort people. Whenever you are unhappy, it will always run over and lick your hand with its tongue.
It's not so cute if it's picky about food. If you give it braised meat to eat, it will never eat it, but if you give it chicken, it will eat it beautifully.
Watching the door is a dog's duty, if you have something to go out, leave it at home, wait for you to come back, it will be excited to run around barking, if someone knocked on the door, it will be screaming, the family called up, vigilance is very high.
Tinkerbell is such a delight!
Description of the butterfly essay 2The taste of thinking about her, like a small seed, from then on in my heart to take root, tightly buckle my heartstrings. This strong feeling of missing Qi Yue has been spreading from the beginning, turning into the present emptiness. Looking at the butterfly specimen Qi Yue gave me, it was such a rich shimmering purple with a black border, it looked lively and quiet. With a twist, I screwed on the door handle.
I spotted a violet-blue crystal pendant on the street that shone with a dizzying light, as bright as a diamond. After I bought it, my wallet immediately shrunk. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about," he said. When I got home, my mom and dad stared at me with amazement. In the past, I didn't have time to speak, time spent on review, mom and dad did not even say a word more, so it evolved into the current eye attack.
It seems that they saw the pendant I bought. Before waiting for them to get angry, I quickly slipped into the room, in every night when I went to bed, I put the pendant under the pillow. Make a wish religiously, which is to find Qi Yue and say good night.
Every day, I went out on the street expecting a miracle. Just in the moment of turning back, the miracle appeared. Still snow-white cotton shirt, beige shorts, low-top shoes of her. I yelled out Qi Yue, people are looking at me. She turned back to me with a toss of her crisp, short hair and big amber eyes filled with doubt and confusion. She looked at me, y. I drew out the crystal pendant. Gratefully, I gave it a look. But the next second, it was indeed a bolt from the blue, but she said she did not recognize me ah!
Time, in this moment stood still. I squatted on the ground for a long time. Suddenly, tears flowed.
The butterfly's wings broke.
Description of the butterfly essay 3Once upon a time, a group of beautiful butterflies lived in a park. Among them was a beautiful golden butterfly whose wings were sparkling and colorful.
One day, many of her good companions suddenly came down with a strange disease that could not be cured. She went to Granny White Butterfly, the old lifer. She asked, "Granny, what disease do my companions have? How can they be cured?" The old grandmother said, "They are infected by an extremely rare virus, which can only be cured by the fairies on Fairy Mountain. However, I urge you to ......"
The golden butterfly set off at once. She went over five great mountains and flew over five great rivers. Hungry, she ate wild fruits; thirsty, she drank spring water; but sleepy, she never slept. After a lot of hard work, she finally flew to the Fairy Mountain.
The fairy said coldly: "If you want the antidote, you have to promise me one condition: give me your golden wings. Otherwise, you only have to return with a spoiled heart." The golden butterfly resolutely agreed.
Just got the medicine, a golden light flashed, her golden wings disappeared, replaced by a pair of dull gray wings. The golden butterfly girl held back her grief and began to return. Returning to her hometown, she gave the medicine to her sick companions, who immediately got well. The companions opened their eyes and were stunned! "Where are your golden wings?" "Where are your golden wings"-the companions asked. She burst into tears and cried "whimper, whimper, whimper".
Suddenly, the fairy appeared. The fairy said to her, "Actually, I don't want your golden wings, I just want to test your sincerity. You are awesome! As soon as the words fell, the golden wings of the golden butterfly girl changed back, flashing with a more charming light.
Description of the butterfly essay 4I am ten years old. In these ten years, I have seen and even raised a lot of insects: cicadas, snails, ants, bees ...... But the most unforgettable is a butterfly that I caught in my childhood.
That summer, I came to my grandmother's house to play, my grandmother's neighbor's house in front of a row of orange trees in the summer, there are a lot of butterflies walking there. They flap that pair of beautiful wings, let people look very envious, want to take for themselves. I am the same, I look at them, I want to catch one back.
Shortly after, my cousin and I appeared with a "net" (broom) and a "new type of net" (trash can). We had our eyes on a very pretty butterfly with beautiful golden and black wings. In the sunlight, its wings were as bright as a star. When we chased it, it didn't go far away like the other butterflies, but flew low and slow, as if saying, "Come on, come and catch me! I'm the best of butterflies, you can't find me after this village!" The anger in my heart surged up, and I tried to catch it with the trash can. Suddenly, my cousin's broom pressed half of its wings. The butterfly broke free, but lost half of its wing. At this time it regretted for its vanity and showing off just now, and just wanted to fly over the high wall, it fell down. Of course, how can it fly with half a wing? We caught it easily. Put it into a bottle with holes in it.
At night, it flew around in the bottle. The beautiful wings had lost their previous splendor. It is most likely repenting for its vanity. But where in the world is there a pill for regret?
The next day, I released the butterfly, and it was motionless. I thought it was dead. No one knows how it died. But one thing is certain, it was killed by vanity. Being a human being is also like this, the pursuit of vanity will only harm oneself in the end.
Description of the butterfly essay 5Spring is here, brightly colored flowers are blooming, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers. The most common thing in the flowers is the gorgeous dancer with a beautiful and light body - butterfly.
I love to go out for a walk and watch the butterflies put on a wonderful show. Some of them stand on tiptoe, dancing an elegant ballet; some twist around, dancing a cheerful and lively square dance; and some stand on one foot on the stamens, elegantly spinning in the center of the flowers, like a dancing elf in a music box, forgetting to put in. Once, I actually saw two butterflies "fight", they chased each other in the bushes, do not give way to each other, the battle is very fierce. After returning home, I looked up the information and realized that they were playing.
Once and my father went to the park, my father used the net to catch a butterfly, it is wearing a black coat, decorated with colorful spots, a small head with long whiskers, like two pigtails tied. On its slender body were two soft wings that fluttered like a fan, and it looked beautiful. I wrapped the butterfly in my hand, my hand on a layer of powder, slippery, I quickly put it into the box. When it first entered the box, it was very nervous and flapped its wings vigorously. The powder on its body filled the box, and under the sunlight, it gave off a sparkling golden light. In order to calm it, I brought two fake flowers and put them outside the box, but it didn't work, the butterfly was still very nervous. But it didn't work. The butterfly was still very nervous. I put the fake flowers into the box, and guess what? It still ignored the fake flowers and flew around in a panic. After a lot of tossing and turning, it had very little powder left on its wings. The less powdered butterfly flew more and more slowly and gradually quieted down. Watching it struggle in the box, no longer elegant dance, I can not bear to, open the lid, put it back to the nature of this bigger and more beautiful stage.
Description of the butterfly essay 6I used to be a big, beautiful butterfly, I have two big red tentacles, big wings, my wings are very beautiful patterns. I also had legs like a human and had feet. I am recognized as the most beautiful butterfly in my `family.
I love to play and show my beauty just like any other butterfly. But once I was in danger, it was on a sunny morning, I was playing with my companions in the garden, having a really good time. Suddenly, I saw several human-like objects who were creeping towards us. One of them was holding something in his hand, I don't know what, and in the time it took to approach us, it suddenly snapped off over our heads, and I hastily dodged to the side of the evening. Ah! It was a close call; they did not hold me, but my two companions; I saw my companions inside the net, struggling, but they could not get out. I was very sorry. I heard the men say again, "It is a pity that the prettiest butterfly has escaped; we must not be discouraged, but go on." Then they came toward me again and made another snap at me, but they missed and let me escape again. They stepped back again and started trying to come at me again, and hey! Hey, they missed again. I couldn't help but smile as they snapped several times in a row without catching me. I was so happy that suddenly I felt bad, and when I looked up, a big net was tightly covering my head. Ouch! It really made me sad. I thought they were going to hurt me, but I heard them say, "Such a beautiful butterfly, let's keep it as a specimen." I was happy again. Do you know why? It's because even though I'm dead, they'll be happy to see my beauty. In this way, I will also be happy.
We butterflies have always been very short life, I hope you love us!
Description of butterflies essay 7Today is Sunday, and my happiest day, my father and mother took me to the Provincial Science and Technology Museum to see the big exhibition of butterflies.
First of all, the three of us entered the crowded hall with excitement. Although there were a lot of people, I saw all kinds of butterfly specimens in thousands of different shapes and sizes hanging on the white and clean walls at a glance. These are all famous butterflies from near and far. My favorite butterflies are: Goddess of Light Butterfly, Goddess of Beauty Butterfly, Moonrise Butterfly, Venus Butterfly, but there are so many famous butterflies in the world, which one is the most beautiful? I think the Goddess of Light butterfly is the most beautiful, it is distributed in Peru, it is full of sapphire light, a pair of dark blue small wings like the endless sea, blue blue blue, a pair of light blue big wings like the sky blue blue blue, four wings in the middle of a white band, like the moon boat will dance, but also like Snow White's lace skirt as beautiful.
I also know some of the knowledge of butterflies, the world a *** there are more than 17,000 kinds of butterflies, butterflies also hibernate, or thermozoic animals, with the temperature and change, rainy days it will be at home to rest! Big fly fast, small fly slow. China's Taiwan has a place called Butterfly Valley, that is particularly beautiful, because there are thousands of thousands of colorful, thousands of red butterflies, every spring, they come here to play, do games, "wear flowers and butterflies deep see, point water dragonfly fly." It is said that the butterflies in the game of the scene.
I dream of becoming a Monroe butterfly to fly to Butterfly Valley to play with them.
Essay on Butterflies 8When I look at the maple trees on the side of the road, I know that I am in for another spring. Last spring, the March breeze was the coolest and most comfortable, and my favorite part of the day was lying on the grass that smelled of earth as the wind blew through my ears and ruffled my hair. Drinking lightly scented Longjing tea ......
A pair of butterflies caught my attention, the worrying and colorful body, the exquisite dance, the performance of the best. Let me can not help myself, intoxicated in it. The pair of butterflies in front of me is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, or Romeo and Juliet, or Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu? Maybe, even I don't know. The two butterflies flew slowly, and I followed them to a tree. There is a hole in the tree, ah ~ there are many chrysalises in the hole, there is a chrysalis is struggling, it wants to break the shell to see the sunshine. Why didn't the mother butterfly help it? If the mother butterfly helped her child, even if the chrysalis came out of its shell and turned into a butterfly, it would not be able to fly. Because the chrysalis must go through its own efforts to become a butterfly and fly to the high sky.
The incarnation of the butterfly is beautiful, sacred, and pure. However, the butterfly is the incarnation of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, which may be a legend, but I will believe in this moving, tragic legend ......
When I was a child, I loved butterflies! Although I don't remember it too well, the melody in my memory remains the same. I will remember the butterfly because it was the most beautiful and memorable moment of my life life.
Description of the butterfly essay 9In order to add green to the house and purify the air, dad and mom went to the flower market to buy some flowers. There were manzanita, greenery, money tree, longevity flower, monarch orchid and so on. One of them is the flower that makes me the most curious, mom told me it is called Phalaenopsis.
Dad bought four phalaenopsis orchids and planted them in a pot. I was curious about the Phalaenopsis because of its peculiar look. The leaves of Phalaenopsis orchids grow on the roots, but the branches are bare and nothing, while on the branches there are many small flower bones. Mom said, "In a few days they will bloom." For a few days mom carefully watered them and took care of them. A few days later I noticed that the flower bones on the branches had grown. After a few more days, the flowers opened one after another. The colors of the four flowers were actually different, one was patterned, one was dark purple, and two were pink, while the stamens were all yellow. I also know why they are called butterfly orchids, because they have three petals, one in the middle like the body of the butterfly, the other two petals were on both sides like the butterfly's wings stretched out, the stamen in the middle of the flower is also growing a few thin heart like a butterfly's antennae, and they gently stood up in the branches like a butterfly wings to fly.
With these flowers, my home is warmer.
When you go to Dali, Yunnan Province, you can't miss a glimpse of the famous Butterfly Spring. Because my aunt told me that there has been a unique scene of butterflies fluttering in clusters here.
From my aunt's house, after more than an hour of bumpy ride, we arrived at the scenic population. Entering the scenic area, a breath of fresh air came to me. Lush cypress trees cover the ancient road that has gone through many vicissitudes of life, and overhead seems to hold up a huge green curtain. At the foot of the grass in a few rays of sunlight, looks particularly angry and vibrant. Many unknown birds fly around happily, singing a beautiful song.
Along the ancient road has been forward, then to the butterfly spring. The pool is square, with a green stone in the center. A pool of lake water is clear to the bottom, surrounded by verdant woods, like a fairyland. Tourists have to throw coins to the green stone, if the coins can stay on the green stone, will be able to wish for success. Summer water is shallow, the coin touched the water surface, immediately slipped down to the bottom of the pool, grunt up a string of bubbles, like fish play, but also as the Butterfly Spring played a wonderful music, mesmerizing.
It is said that every spring, girls and boys have come here, looking for their partners. Beside the spring, many colorful butterflies flutter in the warm sunshine and forage among the flowers. The dancing butterflies would surround the girl and the young man, seemingly blessing them, from which the Butterfly Spring is considered a sacred place symbolizing faithful love.
My aunt told me that every April, thousands of butterflies would come from all directions and flutter around the lake, a fascinating sight. Unfortunately, it's summer now, so I can't witness the butterflies in full bloom.
It was midday, but the place was cool and cozy, without the slightest sense of heat. The sky was as blue as if it had been washed, and a few white clouds floated in the sky. I was thinking that the paradise is just like that, right?
Butterfly Spring is not only a wonder of Yunnan and Guizhou, it is not too much to say that it is a wonder of the world!
One Sunday, I went to my grandma's house. What impressed me most when I came back was the colorful butterflies.
When I arrived at my grandma's house, I flew to the large green grass. Suddenly, a butterfly flew over, I was instantly attracted to it, and chased after it, but it suddenly disappeared. I realized that it was a dead leaf butterfly and must have disguised itself to hide. So I used my best trick - that is, screaming up to three hundred and fifty decibels. "Ah ......". Success! The withered leaf butterfly flew up when I screamed like that. I took off my coat and yelled, "Look at my bat fan!" Finally caught it. I gently lifted the corner of the clothes, slowly touching ...... haha, touched it!
I unfolded it, orange-yellow wings, black spots inside, the outside of the withered leaf-like pattern, no wonder it is called the withered leaf butterfly. I put it into a glass bottle prepared in advance.
Suddenly, I found another black butterfly, which unfolded its double [derived from] wings of thirty centimeters! "Boy, it's big enough, it must be very good for a specimen this big." I muttered as I slowly leaned in with my shirt again, and with a "huff" I covered it up and grabbed it! I held it gently and put it into the glass bottle. I scrutinized it carefully, only to see that it was all black, with a black band on its tail like the tail of a phoenix, and a furry pattern at the end like eyes. The bottle was full of black fluff and it was so beautiful!
There was always endless fun at Grandma's house, and catching butterflies was one of them.
My mom took me to see the butterfly exhibition. As soon as I entered the exhibition hall, I was immediately attracted by a variety of butterfly specimens. There are singing god flash butterfly, dawn flash butterfly, sun flash butterfly golden light like the red sun, moon flash butterfly silver light like the bright moon. The Ginger Butterfly is earthy yellow in color, and the outer edge of its wings is a row of black, like a less than, at a closer look, it really looks like Ginger is fishing! The Crane Butterfly, with black golden wings, scattered with brocade phosphorus powder, and a large blue-green spot in the middle of the hind wings, is like two cranes drinking water with their heads down. There are also golden butterflies, red juan butterflies and so on, with tens of thousands of varieties. I also watched the hatching process of butterflies. The butterflies were like beautiful fairies fluttering in the flowers. A butterfly stopped on my hand and fluttered its wings as if welcoming me to the butterfly world.
Butterflies are light and colorful, like fluttering flowers. Butterflies love to be in damp places, like to drink salty water, some do not eat nectar, eat rotten fruit and sap oozing out of the tree. Butterflies are thermochromic, changing with the temperature of the surrounding environment. The butterfly's wing surface is covered with a layer of scales, and a variety of scales have their own subtle patterns, which produce different colors due to light reflection, together with the scales themselves, which have colorful pigment particles, so that the butterfly's wings show a brilliant and unparalleled color. When making a butterfly specimen, it is important to protect its wings, and then a pin is passed through them to secure them to the specimen half. The value of a butterfly specimen lies in its ornamental qualities.
Butterflies are known as the embodiment of beauty, and many ancient literati have praised them. Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "children rush away to chase the yellow butterfly, flying into the cauliflower are not seen". The poet Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty wrote, "The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying". I also read that "nymphalid butterflies see y, pointing water dragonflies fly".
Ah!
Ah, the world of butterflies is so magical!
Butterflies are a common insect, often found in clusters of flowers, they have a beautiful appearance, is a very characteristic kind of insect.
Butterflies are relatively petite, about two to four times the size of a bee, with a wide body of about ten to fifteen centimeters and a short one of about three to five centimeters. But butterfly wings are much larger than the body, and now people even find that some butterflies have wings up to 26 centimeters long.
Butterflies have different patterns on their wings, and this is what gives them the most style. Some butterflies have very colorful patterns on their wings, while others have only one color on their wings, which is related to the species and family they belong to.
Some butterflies like to eat pollen and nectar, some butterfly larvae love to eat beneficial insects, which are pests in butterflies, and some butterfly larvae like to eat aphids, which are beneficial insects in butterflies.
There are many different families of butterflies in the world. For example, they are a very valuable butterfly, mostly found in South America, and collectors love to collect them. Their wings are tawny and grayish-yellow and have a metallic luster. Another example is the Crested Butterfly family, they all have tail bands floating on their hind wings and are very colorful, but there are some Crested Butterflies that can cause harm (Yellow Crested Butterfly, Jade Banded Crested Butterfly).
Butterflies are very nocturnal. The height of their flight is related to their species, some like to fly high up, but others just like to fly over grass.
In the spring, the path is full of sunshine and flowers, and in this season of flowers, small insects are active, and the most striking of them is the butterfly.
At first I had a cold attitude towards butterflies. Because it is small, at most, just the accompaniment of flowers, with the increase in knowledge, I learned more about butterflies. They are a lime green caterpillar when they are young, slow to act, can not fly.
Then they began to chrysalis, the process of chrysalis is very painful, they have to endure in silence, because once they give up will lose the opportunity to become a beautiful butterfly.
Later, they change in the chrysalis, grow beautiful wings and antennae, and millions of "butterflies-to-be" are dreaming a dream together, a dream of coming out of the cocoon. After that, they have to hit the cocoon again and again, only then can they break the cocoon into a butterfly. They hit desperately, once, twice, three times ...... more than endless, even if they feel overwhelmed also never stop. Because they know, only in this way can become a butterfly the world's most beautiful butterfly. To the impact has been far from enough, they began to tear the cocoon, the cocoon is very hard, they must work hard to gnaw the cocoon to bite thin.
Finally, the sun's rays break through the dome of the sky, they broke the cocoon, their beauty is not to show off, but the reward of nature, their dazzle is not out of thin air, but the frustration of casting up the landscape. They fly in the sky, proclaiming to the world: even an inconspicuous caterpillar, can also break the cocoon into a butterfly.
If a butterfly is so strong, let alone people? Human life can not be smooth sailing, smooth sailing, always have to encounter pain, choices, trials and tribulations, we must be brave to face, not afraid to break through the dome of their own lives, flying into the blue sky.
In the afternoon sun, I once again encountered butterflies, I have no displeasure, a few more points of respect, their unique wings, it seems to have a different flavor.
Description of the butterfly essay 15Sunday morning, I went home after reading the art school. As I walked, I suddenly saw a white thing that shivered on the side of the road. At a closer look, it turned out to be a white butterfly. It was not very colorful and gorgeous, but it was white and elegant. It seems to be injured, every few steps, it will fall to the ground. Then it struggled to fly up, the slower it flew, the more it flew, the more it struggled. As I watched, a feeling of compassion came over me. I was watching the butterflies with my little brother, who hardly even blinked, like a statue.
After a while, the butterfly has not flown into the flower garden, I have been a little impatient. I raised my leg and just wanted to go, but then I stood still - I saw my little brother was pouncing on the little butterfly, the white butterfly just landed on the ground. He bent down and reached out his hand to grab it. When I saw it, my heart was hard: no matter what, butterflies are also small lives! How can we hurt it anymore? It's too cruel! So I wanted to plead for the butterfly. Who expected the little brother turned to the flower garden, did a I never expected to move me action - he gently put the butterfly on a blooming red flowers, and carefully scrutinized for a long time before walking away.
I looked at the back of the little brother's petite, can not help but y marveled: what a beautiful, kind heart ah! What a beautiful white butterfly! What a beautiful world!