white butterfly
Wu Qiyou (Class 8, High School, Nanchuan No. 3 Middle School)
When I was still young, I had a nanny at home. Perhaps it was because I spent too short time together, or because I had been washed away by the passage of time, so I had very little memory of her appearance, voice, and other related memories of her. But I still remember that such a person appeared in my life because she gave me something very precious.
At that time, I was not as old as a kindergarten student, and all I could do every day was eating, drinking and having fun. After lunch, it was sunny and the weather was just right, so the nanny suggested taking me to the community for a walk. The nanny is very talkative. Although I am ignorant, I can't understand her specialty, and I only think she is very noisy. But when she faced my childhood Yan Wuji, she never complained, and still insisted on sharing with me the fresh and fun things she encountered.
The warm sun in early spring is not as hot as midsummer. The faint champagne-colored light sprinkled on the body makes people feel very comfortable. The new spring that has just broken out from the winter always carries a few drops of fresh dew, and the fragrance of moist soil comes from the air. Other children seem to prefer this lazy weather, talking and laughing everywhere in the community. The babysitter took me to the garden in the atrium, which is my favorite place. All kinds of gorgeous flowers bloom in full bloom, and vines and colorful colors wove into my childhood dream catcher. Children of the same age like to play together in the community's amusement facilities, so it is relatively quiet here. I have been relatively withdrawn since I was a child and I am not good at dealing with them. Such a place that is free from the troubles will naturally become my frequent visit.
I looked at the butterflies dancing in the sky and were obsessed with watching it. Suddenly I found a white butterfly parked quietly on the vine, just motionless. I became curious about it. After several attempts, I asked the nanny to help me catch it. She stepped into the bushes carefully, approached the butterfly quietly, aimed at its slightly flapping wings and suddenly stretched out her hand, but the butterfly flew away dexterously. Just when I was depressed, the nanny stretched out her hand and caught the butterfly that had escaped. At this time, I noticed a red cut in her arm.
She seemed to notice my worried expression and smiled and said to me, "It doesn't matter, I'll go back and deal with it later." Then she handed the butterfly to me.
It is so beautiful, with white wings adorned with several circles of dark gray patterns, and the body is not stained with dust. It's like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, independent of the world, but beautiful and charming. After a while, when the nanny said she wanted to put the butterfly back, I quickly shook my head to stop it and said, "No! This is something you took so much effort to catch." "We should let it go back to where it should go," the nanny said to me, "Besides, its family will miss it." Then she let go of her finger.
I saw it fly to a very high place - its clear sky. I think it must have turned into a cloud, leaving behind the song of freedom in the world.
What an inconspicuous request, but she would rather be injured than realize my wish, and finally let Bai Die return to the sky. Unfortunately, I didn't see her again. If there was a day of reunion, I would definitely tell her that the love and being loved you taught me shine brightly in my ordinary life - just like the white butterfly released that day embraces the sky.
(Instructor: Li Chengya)
