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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Red Butterfly by Dacheng

There were once three little butterfly brothers, a white one, a red one, and a yellow one. They played together under the sunshine, and danced among the flowers of the garden, and they never grew tired because they were so happy.

One day it was a heavy rain. The sky is as dark as the night. And their winds were wet. They powerlessly flew back to home. But when they got there, they found the door was locked and the key had lost. So they had to stay out of doors in the rain, and they grew wetter and wetter. They know that is dangerous, their winds got heavier and heavier. They could hardly fly.

By and by they flew to the red and yellow striped tulip, and said, "Tulip, our friend, you will open your flower-cup and let us in till the storm is over, will you?" Our butterflies were shaking under the rain.

The tulip answered, "The yellow butterfly may enter, because he is in the same color as me, but the white and the red one may not come in. they look so strange.”
But yellow butterflies said loudly in the rain, "If my red and white brothers may not find shelter in your flower-cup. Then, I'll stay outside in the rain with them.''

It was a terrible day. The rain got harder and harder, and the poor little butterflies grew so miserable under the heavy rain, so they flew to the white lily and said, "Good Lily, will you open your bud a little so that we can be inside? The rain is so heavy. Please.''

The lily answered stingily: "The white butterfly may come in, because he is like me, but the red and yellow ones must stay outside in the storm.''

Then the little white butterfly said, "If you won't receive my red and yellow brothers in your bud, why, then, I'll stay out in the rain with them. We would rather be wet than be parted.'' So the three little butterflies flew away.

Certainly, the yellow butterfly could be in the tulip. And the white one could be in the lily. But, not only in the garden, even the whole world, there was no red flower by that time, which means the red butterfly would not be receive anywhere.

“Before ensuring you are saving, we won’t hide in the flowers.” Said the yellow and white butterflies.

The weather is really terrible. Our butterflies could not take any more. The yellow and white butterflies were shaking in the winds and rain. They were as miserable as a leaf in the sea. But they did not know that their red brother had made a decision to save them from the danger.
“My brothers,” the red butterfly shouted to his brothers, “we can hardly survive in the rain. I will try my best to make you to be save!”

The yellow and white one was almost dizzy in the rain. They did not know how much their brother would put off to them. Stiffly, they turned back their body, and saw their brother was abnormally standing on the earth, suffering in the rain, and shaking in the wind. But they were confused what was going to happen.

The miracle was happening. The body of red butterfly became the limb of a kind of flower. His wings were closing together to be a flower-cup. Of course it was in red, the first red flower in the world. Amazingly, the red butterfly had transformed to be the first red flower under the sky. Now we should call him the rose

Instantly, the yellow and the blue butterflies came into the flower-cup of the rose.

“Sorry, my brothers,” said the rose, “I can no longer play with you. But it is my only way to protect you from the danger.”

What could the butterflies talk about? They kissed on the petals of their brother, for his true love, and hugged together in the flower-cup, where is the only safe place for them.

After the rain, the little prince, the owner of the garden came out of his house. He saw the rose which was standing there and realized what miracle does mean.

The flower in red could not exist without love.

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