One summer night, music sounded on the grass. "Ding …" This is a cricket giving a concert. He plays the piano very well and brightly, and the bug who came to listen to the song in the grass said, "Oh! What a great musician. "
The little caterpillar hiding under a blade of grass is afraid to move. She is listening in secret. Bug is ugly, but she loves music very much. Every time cricket finishes playing a song, the bug will sigh gently, "Hey! It's beautiful! " Music always brings young bugs to a distant dream. But crickets don't like small caterpillars and often drive them away. He waved elegant tentacles and said impatiently, "My music is so beautiful and you are so ugly. Let's go!" The little green bug had to crawl away sadly, hiding far away and crying, tears reflecting the cold little stars all over the sky.
"Jingle bells ..." The music came again. The little green bug looked up and listened attentively, looking at the hazy grass in the distance, which was even more charming. She couldn't help crawling forward gently for fear of being heard. She climbed to a small tree and no one found her. The moon is so round and the stars are so bright. Crickets play the piano under the tree.
The bug said to himself, "This place is just like that dream." The little caterpillar hid under a leaf and quietly made a cocoon. She thought, hide in the cocoon and listen, so that the crickets can't see me. A light gray cocoon is swaying gently in the wind. The cocoon made of fine silk blocks out all other sounds, only music can come in and echo gently in the cocoon. Listening to the wonderful music, the bug fell asleep. She dreamed that she had dancing wings. Music has been accompanied by this long and long dream.
When the bug woke up, she had turned into a beautiful butterfly, which surprised him. The butterfly flew out of the cocoon and the cricket looked up at her. Cricket said, ah, who is this, like a fairy? Cricket probably doesn't know that this beautiful butterfly was changed by that ugly little caterpillar; Butterfly probably doesn't know what he would be like without music. The piano rang again, the music melted in the moonlight and flowed in the grass, and butterflies danced with the music. Insects are thinking: is the music of crickets more beautiful or the dance of butterflies more beautiful?
The dream fairy tale of the little caterpillar 2 "Please, let me stay in your flowers for a little while!" " "The bug said to the pink flower again. He likes that flower so much that he wants to climb into this fragrant flower and lie down for a while. Bedtime Stories
However, the flowers said nothing. She said gruffly, "I have told you n times that only beautiful butterflies can come in." Why don't you cocoon quickly? "
"I-I dare not!" The little green bug said piteously. "That's too bad!" The flowers closed their eyes and ignored the little caterpillar.
At this point, the little caterpillar's heart is very contradictory. He is afraid of being locked in a dark cocoon; He is worried that the cocoon will be blown to the ground by the wind and then washed into the river by the rain; He is afraid that his wings will fall off his back, which must be very painful; But he was more afraid that the flower would get angry and ignore him.
"That flower is so beautiful, so sweet! I can't lose her. " Finally, the little caterpillar made up her mind to cocoon at once.
The little caterpillar trembled all over. He opened his mouth and took a deep breath. A long silk ran out of his mouth at once. Then, there is a longer one. Soon, his body was wrapped in silk.
The little green bug is lying in the cocoon. He felt hard to breathe and numb all over, as if he had been pricked by a needle. But fortunately, it didn't take long for his wings to grow. The little caterpillar turned into a butterfly. He bit the cocoon, spread his wings and flew out.
Oh, my God! He immediately found that the feeling of flying was so wonderful, even better: he not only saw the flower, but also saw thousands of equally beautiful and fragrant flowers.
The flower also saw him and said in a very nice voice, "Come on, come into my flower!" " ! I still have a ball of nectar for you! "
He flew to the flower happily. Smelling the flowers and sucking nectar, he thought to himself, fortunately, I have the courage to cocoon. It feels good to be a butterfly! Tomorrow, I will visit other flowers!
The dream fairy tale of the little caterpillar 3 A beautiful butterfly fluttered its golden wings and flew on the endless grassland. There are many animals living on this grassland, among which is a small caterpillar. It has a strange dream-it wants to become a beautiful butterfly.
However, when it told the dream to its friends, its friends laughed at it unnecessarily.
"I think it's time for you to wake up," said a black caterpillar with thorns coldly. "You want to become a butterfly, also don't take a good look at yourself. You are far worse than others! " . He pointed his finger at the little caterpillar's head and gave it two hard pushes.
"Yes! Right! "
"I also want to be a butterfly!"
……
Other bugs began to say little green bugs.
The bug came home sadly and said to his mother, "Mom, I want to be a butterfly, but others say I am dreaming, which is impossible."
The little caterpillar's mother listened and said to it, "Don't think about it, son. They are right. Worms can't turn into butterflies. Be yourself, don't always think about becoming like this. "
"But ..."
"Come, come and eat." The bug's words were interrupted by his mother before he finished.
The little caterpillar was very sad and ran out. It climbed up a big tree quietly and sat on it alone.
A butterfly flew in and saw the little caterpillar sitting sadly in the "tree" and asked, "Little caterpillar, what's wrong with you?"
"I want to be a butterfly, but my friends and mother say it's impossible." The little caterpillar said that tears moistened its eyes.
"It's okay, don't care what others say, stick to your dream and it will come true." The butterfly flew away with a smile.
The bug looked at the butterfly's distant back and thought, Sister Butterfly's words make sense. I shouldn't give up my dream because of a little setback.
Bug made up his mind that I must be a butterfly and stick to my dream. It began to work silently. Finally, one day, when the bug grows up, it will spit out threads. Later, a beautiful butterfly fluttered its wings and flew on the grassland. That's a bug.
Firmly believe, overcome all negative energy interference, and believe that you will achieve your life goals like a caterpillar!
One morning, it rained lightly. Raindrops hit the leaves, and a bug egg fell from the leaves. It said, "Oh, how did I fall?" The eggs rolled into the snail hole.
Mother snail heard the sound and came to have a look. "Oh, why did I lay a green egg?"
The little snail was born, and the little caterpillar was born, but it was born a little late. Mother snail and her brothers and sisters are gone. The bug shouted, "wait for me, mom, wait a minute!" " "Mother snail took them to find a big leaf.
Mother snail said, "Look, children, a big vegetable leaf!" " Enough for us to eat for a week! "Before they could speak, they were eaten up by the little caterpillar! Mother snail said, "This child can eat so much! "The little snail said," I won't play with you! " .
The bug thought, "Why don't you play with me?" Suddenly it found that it had no shell. All its brothers and sisters had shells. So it found a beer lid as a shell, and mother snail took them on a journey.
In this way, day after day, year after year, the little snail grew up. At the social gathering, snails all found their friends. Only the bug didn't find his friend. It looked for one after another, but none of them would. Some said, "You ugly bastard, I won't play with you!" " "
Finally, the little caterpillar was heartbroken and left sadly.
It climbed to the tree, regardless of the "shell" falling, it climbed to the branch and bent itself into a "snail shell". So it fell asleep. It had a dream that it had become a snail. All its brothers and sisters liked it very much.
Then it woke up. It saw itself become a butterfly. Suddenly a red butterfly came to play with it. It said, "Good! I finally have friends. "
The dream fairy tale of the little caterpillar 5 Summer night, in the grass, music sounded like moonlight, as if it would flow.
"Ji Rinrin."
That's a cricket giving a concert. Its piano is very good, shiny and looks very proud.
"Ah, great musician!"
That's what all the little insects who come to listen to songs in the grass say.
The little caterpillar hid under a piece of grass and dared not move. She is listening in secret. Although the little caterpillar is ugly, she loves music so much.
"alas." Every time cricket plays a song, the little caterpillar sighs softly, "It's so beautiful."
Music always brings young bugs into distant dreams.
However, crickets don't like little caterpillars and often drive her away. He waved his tentacles and said impatiently, "My music is so beautiful and you are so ugly. Go, go! "
The little green bug had to crawl away sadly, hiding far away and crying. Tears reflect the cold little stars.
"Ji Rinrin."
The music is coming again. Bug looked up, lost in thought, and looked at the grass in the distance, which was even more charming.
She crawled forward gently, and her hind foot carefully stepped on the footprints of her front foot. She climbed up a small tree. Nobody found her.
The moon is really round. The stars are bright and crickets are playing the piano under the tree.
"This place is like that dream." The bug said to himself.
The little caterpillar hid under a leaf and quietly made a cocoon. She thought: if you listen to cricket in the cocoon, you can't see me.
A light gray cocoon, gently shaking in the wind.
The cocoon made of exquisite silk blocks all other sounds, and only music can come in and reverberate gently in the cocoon.
Listening to the wonderful music, the bug fell asleep.
She dreamed that she had dancing wings. Music has always accompanied this long dream.
When the little caterpillar woke up, she had turned into a beautiful butterfly, which surprised herself.
Butterflies fly from cocoons.
The cricket looked up at her.
"Ah, like a fairy! Fairy. " Cricket said.
Cricket probably doesn't know that this beautiful butterfly was changed by that ugly little caterpillar; Butterfly probably doesn't know what she would be like without music.
The piano sounded again, flowing in the moonlight and grass. Butterflies dance to the music.
Insects are thinking: does the cricket's music make butterflies more beautiful, or does the butterfly's dance make the music more beautiful?
If I become a tiny caterpillar, please protect me with your wide wings, mom, and give me some warmth.
I grow my feet slowly. Mom, please let me go, hold my hand tightly and let me climb by myself. Please rest assured that no matter how muddy the land is, so will I.
Will slowly, slowly climb to the depths of the forest.
Mom, please teach me patiently when you teach me to eat leaves. Don't think that I will learn everything soon. Your kindness will make me study patiently and patiently.
Mom, when you see me secretly playing with little ants when I should be studying; When you are angry that I dropped a big corn while jumping, please think about this sentence: I am just a little caterpillar.
I grew stronger and fatter. At that time, you always nagged, "Look how slim that dragonfly is and how tall that cockroach next door is." I will say impatiently, "I'm bored to death." Mom, please don't be angry. You have to believe that your child is going his own way, and it will grow up slowly.
It's late autumn, and I have a big cocoon. Mom, I think that was your proudest time. You stand by the cocoon in the cold, expecting, expecting. ...
That kind of love, I can feel it even in my dream in a cocoon.
One day, I took off my cocoon and finally flew freely in the sky. When you are old, you can't fly any more. You just look up and wait, as I envied when I was a child.
Look up at you in the sky. Maybe at this time, you are more gratified and lost. But don't worry, mom, I'll come back to you. At that time, mom, please call me bug!
Little caterpillar's dream fairy tale 7 Under a small tree, there lived a little caterpillar.
She likes music and loves it very much. However, at every concert, cricket waved elegant tentacles and said to the bug, "My music is so beautiful and you are so ugly." He looked at the bug and said, "It doesn't deserve my music at all!" " Bug sighed disappointedly and left the concert.
She saw other insects coming in waves, and she thought: Why did he only drive me away, but not other insects?
Thinking about it, the little caterpillar slowly fell asleep. At night, a burst of music came to the little caterpillar's ear. It got up from the ground in a daze and enjoyed the music quietly. After a while, the bug woke up and thought: The cricket is going to have a concert again! Sure enough, the cricket held a concert next to her house again!
Slowly, gently, the green bug came to the small tree. Bugs can see crickets in that place, but crickets can't see bugs. She listened quietly, listening. The little caterpillar was very sleepy, so she made a cocoon on a leaf, a light gray cocoon. The light gray cocoon blocks all sounds, and only music can come in. She fell asleep.
After waking up, the little caterpillar found herself a butterfly, and she broke out of the cocoon. The cricket saw it and said in surprise, "Like … like a fairy!" " "He may not have thought that this butterfly was made by that ugly little caterpillar!
Butterflies are flying in the air and crickets are singing on the grass. Insects are thinking: does the butterfly dance make the cricket's music more beautiful, or does the cricket's music make the butterfly dance more beautiful?
One summer night, music sounded in the grass. Like moonlight, music seemed to flow and diffuse in the air. ...
"Ji Rinrin ..." It was a cricket at the concert. He plays the piano very well and his shiny appearance is amazing.
"Oh, great musician!" That's what insects listening to music in the grass say.
The little green bug hiding under a meadow is motionless, and he is listening secretly.
Bug thinks he is too ugly, but he loves music and is so persistent.
"Alas ....." Every time cricket plays a song, the little caterpillar will give a gentle sigh. "It's so beautiful!"
Music always brings young caterpillars into distant dreams. After a while, the little caterpillar climbed to a small tree and no one found him. The moon is so round, the stars are so bright, and crickets are playing the piano under this tree. "It's like a dream here!" The bug thought.
Later, the little caterpillar hid under a leaf and quietly made a cocoon. He thought:
Hidden in a cocoon, people can't see it.
A light gray cocoon, gently shaking in the wind. The cocoon made of fine silk blocks all other sounds, only music can come in and reverberate gently in the cocoon.
Listening to the wonderful music, the bug fell asleep. He dreamed that he had a pair of wings that could dance ... Music has always accompanied this long dream. When the bug woke up, he had turned into a beautiful butterfly, which surprised him. The beautiful butterfly flew out of the cocoon.
Ah, what a fairy! Everyone said. None of them knew that this beautiful butterfly was changed by a small caterpillar.
Butterflies don't know how they suddenly become so beautiful. "Maybe listening to more music will become so beautiful! The music is really good, "thought the butterfly.
The dreamy fairy tale of the little caterpillar 9 in the grass, the music sounded, breaking the peace of summer night. "Ding Ling ... Ding Ling ..." It was a cricket playing a piano solo. All the insects here like to hear him play.
A little caterpillar is hiding in a dark corner and listening secretly. She is ugly, but she loves music very much. However, crickets don't like larvae. They always shake their elegant tentacles and say contemptuously, "My music is so beautiful, but you are so ugly. Go away! " "Other insects also laughed loudly.
How sad the caterpillar is! So she had to hide and enjoy it quietly. At this time, the little caterpillar suddenly raised its head and crawled forward gently. She climbed to a small tree and no one found her. How charming the starry sky is! Crickets play the piano under this tree.
"It's like a dream here!" The little worm said in his heart. The little caterpillar crawled under the biggest leaf and quietly made a cocoon. She thought happily, "If I hide in the cocoon, the cricket can't see me, and I can enjoy the music to my heart's content!" " "Music from young caterpillars into the cocoon made of fine silk, gently echoed. Listening to the wonderful music, the bug fell asleep. She had a long dream in which she danced to the music.
The bug woke up. When she struggled to get out of the cocoon and couldn't help dancing to the music, the music suddenly stopped. She was surprised to find that Cricket was cocked his head, staring at himself with wide eyes, and cried incoherently, "Ah, little fairy! This ... this is a fairy! "
"What a beautiful fairy!" Other insects are also cooing. No one expected that this fairy butterfly was deformed by a small caterpillar. The sound of the piano melts into the moonlight, and butterflies dance with the music.
Everyone is thinking: how beautiful! Is it the cricket's music that makes butterflies more beautiful, or the butterfly's dance that makes music more beautiful?
One night, a famous singer, Miss Cricket, came to the country where Guoguo lived. She held a big concert, and the famous singer Miss Cricket realized a dream of Guoguo. ...
In the evening, the stream near the forest becomes active. Small animals from all directions flocked to the place where the concert was held, and Miss Cricket's agent bought tickets at the door. It was so lively! Just then, the fruit crawled over, and the agent wanted to vomit at the sight of the fruit! Suddenly, several huge security guards were called and the fruit was thrown out. Sad Guoguo climbed home and fell asleep in bed, thinking of becoming a famous singer. ...
In the middle of the night, the moon turned into a neon light, the light shone on the stage, and the beautiful miss cricket sang a touching song. Guoguo woke up and found herself a beautiful butterfly with beautiful wings. Guoguo is very happy! Immediately flew to the stream, the agent saw such a beautiful butterfly, and even confiscated the ticket to let the fruit in.
It happened that Miss Cricket invited an audience to sing with her. She was called up as soon as she saw the fruit. This good opportunity made Guoguo very excited. Finally, Guoguo took a photo with Miss Cricket. Miss Cricket asked Guoguo to be her secretary!
Later, Guoguo also wanted to be a singer. With the help of Miss Cricket, Guoguo became a singer. Guoguo and Miss Cricket both achieved success, which made them make great progress!