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I once dreamed of seeing thousands of white butterflies on a blooming chrysanthemum - in my childhood. There were so many pink butterflies flying in disorder on the dark green wormwood leaves and golden petals. Seeing that I wanted to cry and chew these pink butterflies in my mouth, I was drunk. Later I knew it was a disaster. I know that white butterflies are transformed from cabbage caterpillars. Cabbage worms eat our cabbage. So many cabbage worms! And they have such a good appetite and eat so much. They eat greedily, impatiently, and incessantly, until the vegetable fields rustle. In the morning, the cabbage in one place called them to bite all the holes. We spray them with DDT2, spray them hard. The torrent of DDT shot violently on the cabbage worms, they rolled a few times, stiffened, and fell to the ground with a thud. Our hearts were very happy. We are cruel and full of murder. But Butterfly is still pretty. While walking, there were two pink butterflies flying in the grass, and I still have to stop and watch them for a long time now. I also do not object to Chinese painters using them to embellish the picture.


I once dreamed of seeing thousands of white butterflies on a blooming chrysanthemum - in my childhood. There were so many pink butterflies flying in disorder on the dark green wormwood leaves and golden petals. Seeing that I wanted to cry and chew these pink butterflies in my mouth, I was drunk. Later I knew it was a disaster. I know that white butterflies are transformed from cabbage caterpillars. Cabbage worms eat our cabbage. So many cabbage worms! And they have such a good appetite and eat so much. They eat greedily, impatiently, and incessantly, until the vegetable fields rustle. In the morning, the cabbage in one place called them to bite all the holes. We spray them with DDT2, spray them hard. The torrent of DDT shot violently on the cabbage worms, they rolled a few times, stiffened, and fell to the ground with a thud. Our hearts were very happy. We are cruel and full of murder. But Butterfly is still pretty. While walking, there were two pink butterflies flying in the grass, and I still have to stop and watch them for a long time now. I also do not object to Chinese painters using them to embellish the picture.

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