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A 400-word composition describing the shape of a butterfly
1. The composition describing butterflies is about 400 words. Look at the graceful dancing, graceful posture and beautiful wings. Isn't that a butterfly dancing in the air? I used to hate this kind of bug. I don't know why I pay special attention to it now and want to know everything about it. Look! Two butterflies in front are chasing each other. The white wings are decorated with several beautiful black patterns. When the breeze blows, a pair of antennae swing with the wind. But how many people know that its beauty is not innate. It is a new life again and again, and it is a pain again and again. Look at these two little things in front of you. I also have an unspeakable love in my heart.

I have caught two before to observe. First, they pretend to be dead. When they are useless, they slowly get up and see their own kind. Just gently touch another butterfly with tentacles and wings. Another followed and stood up. Two little things began to run around in my cage looking for an exit. One of them was injured when I was catching butterflies, and I limped because I was not in the cage because of my physical condition. Like an old man in his sixties. But everyone knows that their practice is in vain. I finally let them go. I know they belong to nature. Soon they recovered their spirits and flew away together. Fly briskly and fly high. As if afraid that I would scratch them again. I can see that they are obviously much happier than when they were at my house. Watching beautiful butterflies walk, dance and chase in the air. In an instant, a kind of joy welled up in my heart. I can only bless them silently. I hope they will be beautiful and happy forever. I hope they will come and dance for people every summer.

2. The description of the butterfly's shape is: the end of the antenna is thick, the wings are wide, and the wings stand on the back when resting.

Butterfly antenna is rod-shaped, and each node at the end of the antenna is thick and hammer-shaped. The body and wings are covered with flat scaly hair.

The abdomen is slender. Butterflies are active during the day.

In LEPIDOPTERA 158 family, butterflies have 18 family. Adult butterflies suck nectar or rancid liquid; Most larvae are phytophagous.

Most species of larvae feed on weeds or wild plants. A few species of larvae feed on crops and become pests.

There are also very few species of larvae that become beneficial insects by eating aphids. Butterflies have colorful wings, and people often regard them as ornamental insects.

The scales on the wings of butterflies not only make them colorful, but also serve as raincoats for butterflies. Because the scales of butterfly wings are rich in fat and can protect butterflies, butterflies can fly even if it rains lightly.

3. Ask for an essay describing the appearance and life habits of butterflies ~ ~ ~ Think about the rain, look at the elegant dance, graceful posture and beautiful wings.

Isn't that a butterfly dancing in the air? I used to hate this kind of bug. I don't know why I pay special attention to it now and want to know everything about it. Look! Two butterflies in front are chasing each other.

The white wings are decorated with several beautiful black patterns. When the breeze blows, a pair of antennae swing with the wind.

But how many people know that its beauty is not innate. It is a new life again and again, and it is a pain again and again.

Look at these two little things in front of you. I also have an unspeakable love in my heart.

I have caught two before to observe. First, they pretend to be dead. When they are useless, they slowly get up and see their own kind.

Just gently touch another butterfly with tentacles and wings. Another followed and stood up.

Two little things began to run around in my cage looking for an exit. One of them was injured when I was catching butterflies, and I limped because I was not in the cage because of my physical condition.

Like an old man in his sixties. But everyone knows that their practice is in vain.

I finally let them go. I know they belong to nature.

Soon they recovered their spirits and flew away together. Fly briskly and fly high.

As if afraid that I would scratch them again. I can see that they are obviously much happier than when they were at my house.

Watching beautiful butterflies walk, dance and chase in the air. In an instant, a kind of joy welled up in my heart.

I can only bless them silently. I hope they will be beautiful and happy forever. I hope they will come and dance for people every summer.

I hope they will be happy forever. Liang Zhu turned into a cold rain butterfly, which fell for three days and nights.

Butterflies with wet wings whirled sadly in the rotting fragrance everywhere. Between the sticky leaves, there is a meager morning light and residual tears.

The vast mountains and faint balconies, like a world-long maze, are intertwined in lush green grass and extend far away to meet the sedan chair floating from the secluded path. The sound of horns and suona resounded through the sky, crushing the soil all over the place.

The man in the red wedding dress abandoned the ancient mirror of homesickness and the comb of lovesickness, and only brought a broken and withered heart. Gorgeous colorful robes can't cover my thin body like leaves; The brilliant rockhopper can't cover my cold and gloomy face; The sound of gongs and drums can't call back my determination to go home.

The desolate roadside is isolated with a pile of desolate green graves. Called the bearers, gently lifted the curtain, smiled, speechless, but tears fell down.

Uncle Shan, do you want Yingtai to confirm Yue Mingting's oath? Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer, harmony between heaven and earth, dare to part with you. This eternal true love is better than your life and my life, and it is better than the wealth in front of you. Life is inseparable, and death is inseparable.

In that dark grave, as long as our flexible hair is intertwined, all the cold secular prejudices will be separated. Life can't be married, death can't be just, fly with me, both fly.

At this moment, I have tears, but I am not sad. That lingering infatuation has gradually died like a numb mountain. The only thing that survived to comfort me was your illusory smile and the dribs and drabs of our three years together. Remember that March when apricot blossoms were raining and birds were flying on the grass? I stay away from high walls and deep courtyards, and smoke locks my boudoir. I took off my beaded Yu Pei swaying around my waist, took off my tightly wrapped plain skirt, and put on young men's clothes with cool sleeves, Confucian shirts and square towels and folding fans, smiling, and appeared in front of you. Your surprised eyes and sincere smile have warmed the tears I haven't had for a long time.

There are countless breezes in the sky. Before and after the flowers, we recite poems and draw pictures, play the piano and whisper, and play in the mountains and clouds. Every day with you, every grass and tree exudes intoxicating gentleness.

In your eyes, I am my dear Xiaoying Tai, my little brother, and you are my what? In fact, I can't explain why the eyes that look at each other for an instant have long believed that love has long been doomed in stone. I am so familiar with you, vaguely familiar, as if I have never been apart, and the feelings that have been dusty for many years are opened at this moment.

However, I don't want to be noticed by you. Perhaps, you have seen ... my classmate Ban Du for three years knows everything, but you don't understand my delicate mind, never confuse me with the reserve of living alone, never pity my thin body, never stare at my simple and shy expression, and never taste my gentle words. A bowl of clear water lies flat between pillows, reflecting your innocent heart and your invisible shy face.

Countless flowers bloom and fall, the sun and the moon change, holding a roll of bandu, reciting poems and dialogues, which contains my endless acacia. Before burning incense, it was your heart and my daughter's feelings, and Yuanyang in the water was laughing at your stupidity.

Uncle Shan, I don't want to be your sworn brother. I want to be your wife for life. Three years have passed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, you and I are about to leave, and the eighteen pavilions are willing to send each other, but you can't understand the sadness in my tearful eyes.

Your little nine sisters promised you, that is, the boy in white in front of you. Please remember her appearance, her face and her future, and then greet your beautiful bride carefully. The white pony flies, and spring has gone to the autumn solstice. I leaned against the fence and wore autumn water, but I didn't expect your figure. The only thing waiting for me is the marriage decided by my parents.

You came in a hurry, looking surprised, annoyed by the mystery that you were too late to understand. Meeting privately on the balcony, you and I looked at each other, but there was nothing to say.

Silence, silence is the flute of farewell! A good marriage is missed or wrong, but it is only a year and a half of acacia. Although I was very angry and decided to resist marriage and flee without permission, your cowardice made me very sad, sad and helpless.

Yes, I can't resist marriage, just as you can't take me away easily I hope that the snobbish eyes of the government will strip away your poverty layer by layer and your only self-confidence and dignity. You waved your sleeves angrily, leaving me to look at the cold moon window, waiting for the stone wrapped in paper to fly out of the wall and shoot down my mind; Look forward to the language on the paper and make a promise to stay together; I am looking forward to following the trajectory of the moon, avoiding crowded houses and looking for a paradise to accommodate my feelings.

However, I didn't expect the wait to be so long. I haven't heard from you. Acacia has turned into a haggard Leng Yue, still shining on my haggard face.

4. A beautiful paragraph describing the appearance of butterflies 1. We walked into a greenhouse, my God! Butterflies flying all over the sky, flashing their wings in the air, just like a woman showing her beauty to people! These butterflies are colorful, and the patterns on their wings are staggered, that is, bright and dark, noble and dignified, showing majesty and beauty! 2.wow! It's the goddess of light! I looked at the butterfly with great interest, ah! How beautiful! Blue wings are shining with purple-blue light, and only the name "Goddess of Light" is worthy! Here we are again, Douniang.

Huh? Douniang? It seems to be an ancient beauty name! Why is it in the exhibition hall? Hehe, it turned out to be an insect like a dragonfly. Its four wings are red with white, so beautiful! And the mathematician "Digital Butterfly" in Butterfly! Hee hee, it has an "88" on each wing, so interesting! The variety of butterfly specimens is dizzying. It is lying on my desk, flapping its wings constantly, like that beautiful girl shaking her light long sleeves, and like a small snowflake that brings warmth in winter.

White and flawless wings, elegant and gentle posture, can not help but envy its beauty. 4. The dead leaf butterfly looks like a dead leaf, so it is called a dead leaf butterfly.

I also like the dead leaf butterfly, because when there are enemies, the dead leaf butterfly will hide in the pile of dead leaves and pretend to be dead leaves. Today, when I walked through the flower beds in the big park, I saw many beautiful butterflies.

The back of some butterfly wings is tender green, and it stops at the edge of the flower bed, like a leaf of green grass; The front of the wing is golden yellow, with some patterns on it, which fly like golden flowers. There are also some white butterflies with black spots, flapping their wings and flying up and down like lovely little white flowers.

They danced in the air for a while, and then landed in the flowers, as if butterflies had become flowers dotted with flower beds, and as if flowers had wings and danced in the air. 6. A few small butterflies are resting on the apricot tree with sleepy eyes, and hanging on the treetops like kites is very beautiful.

This lively and lovely butterfly adds a lot of color to spring. 7. Butterflies are beautiful. The thin wings of white velvet are slightly transparent, just like pure white tulle. There are some delicate patterns on the wings, which are exquisite, elegant and beautiful.

I was immediately attracted by its cuteness. 8. A pair of colorful little wings, bright eyes and curved tentacles make up a beautiful "little princess"-a little butterfly.

9. This little butterfly is very cute. It has a pair of elegant wings, which are chocolate and white. It's very big. My mother told me that the two horns on its forehead are called tentacles.

Its tentacles are very thin and there is a small point at the top. Its tentacles resemble the antenna on TV, its eyes are as big as pinholes, and its body is white and oval. As soon as it grabbed its wings, its legs fluttered up and down, trying to run.

Because it longs for freedom, its mouth is very sharp, like the head of a small plane, and its nose is only as big as a pinhole. It has a black line and a black head on its back. We tied the butterfly's body with a white thread and then tied the thread to a small stick. When the stick is lifted, its wings flap like a bird. Maybe it's homesick. 10, my favorite is butterfly, and there is a kind of butterfly called Wangdie, which is very beautiful, and its wings can emit sparkling blue light.

Ah! I've never seen a butterfly that glows! 1 1, I opened another flower and another butterfly flew out. It's a beautiful butterfly, exactly like the one painted in the book: the upper end of the wing is yellow, the center is orange and pink, and there are five or six white spots at the lower end, which is very beautiful. 12 I parted a large piece of flowers with a bamboo pole and saw butterflies of various colors flying in the sky.

There are red, sky blue, snow white, bright pink, green, orange, stripes, light yellow ... all colors. It's really varied and unparalleled, which makes me overwhelmed. Many butterflies are flying and playing in the air. How beautiful! I saw so many butterflies for the first time, and we danced with fragrant flowers.

13, Butterfly, the little fairy in gorgeous clothes, dancing among the flowers. Butterfly is not only a little dancer, but also a skill worth learning! 14, the color and shape of the king's butterfly are very good, unlike the deformed butterfly. When you look at the word "deformed", you will definitely know that it is not good-looking. Deformed butterflies are really ugly. Its four wings are big and small, round and square, and the color is yellow.

15, pure white butterfly, you are an affectionate and affectionate Daiyu. You are the lovely little white rabbit in Chang 'e's hand.

You are become a butterfly from Shanbo and Yingtai. You are a corner of the veil, a romantic dream ... 16. The butterfly that looks better than the deformed butterfly is a Yin-Yang butterfly, with silver on the left and blue on the right, so it is called a Yin-Yang butterfly. 17, one minute, two minutes, five minutes ... Ten minutes later, my hands feel itchy. I think it must be awake.

I spread out my hands, and it flew slowly, jumping on my face for a while and circling around me for a while, as if thanking me. I watched the butterfly dancing happily on the grass, while enjoying the beautiful dance of the butterfly, and ran around on the grass with its flight route, so I spent a pleasant afternoon with it.

18, once, I saw an old butterfly, and its tentacles bent outward like two filaments. Six little red feet lined up on both sides of the furry body, stretching and contracting, like a newborn baby kicking around when crying. 19, some butterflies are dancing in the flowers in the sun; Some butterflies are playing with each other; Other butterflies collect delicious pollen on colorful flowers.

20. Walking into "Butterfly Paradise", butterflies are everywhere. Red, white, black, yellow … I am dazzled, dazzled! Suddenly, a flower landed on a small flower in front of me. I counted it carefully. There are seven colors on a little wings: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Very nice! I call it "Rainbow Butterfly".

5. Write a composition about the appearance of butterflies 15 Tinker Bell is a butterfly dog. It has a pair of smart big eyes, a small black nose, and most obviously, its pointed and long ears are shaking like butterfly wings, so it is called butterfly dog.

It was less than the full moon when I first arrived at my house, but I have learned to be naughty. As a baby, it rolls on the ground, and sometimes it jumps on the ground as if to say, "It's really comfortable here!" " Accidentally, it knocked over the trash can, but you won't punish it at this time, because its naughty is so cute. If you put it on the balcony, it will definitely find a warm place to lie there and sleep. Very comfortable. When it falls asleep, it will be dark. Even if you come in and call it, it will pretend not to hear. It will wake up unless you pull it up.

A dog is a very clever animal. If you take it out to play, it will look around and observe all the way. Sometimes, when someone walks by, it will turn around and look at it. When other dogs fight and bark loudly, it will turn around and watch the excitement. Smart it can comfort people. Whenever you are unhappy, it will always come and lick your hand with its tongue. At this time, you will feel how kind and considerate it is.

If it is picky about food, it is not so cute. If you give it braised pork, it will never eat, but if you give it chicken, it will eat beautifully. It is a dog's duty to watch the door. If you have something to go out, just leave it at home. When you come back, it will run around and bark excitedly. If someone knocks at the door, it will shout and wake up the family. It is extremely vigilant.

Tinker bell is like this. It is liked by 636f70797a686964616f313331303564 people.

6. Write an essay about the appearance of a butterfly dog. It has a pair of smart big eyes, a small black nose, and the most obvious thing is that its sharp and long ears shake like butterfly wings, so it is called butterfly dog.

It was less than the full moon when I first arrived at my house, but I have learned to be naughty. As a baby, it rolls on the ground, and sometimes it jumps on the ground as if to say, "It's really comfortable here!" " Accidentally, it knocked over the trash can, but you won't punish it at this time, because its naughty is so cute.

If you put it on the balcony, it will definitely find a warm place to lie there and sleep. Very comfortable. When it falls asleep, it will be dark. Even if you come in and call it, it will pretend not to hear. It will wake up unless you pull it up.

A dog is a very clever animal. If you take it out to play, it will look around and observe all the way. Sometimes, when someone walks by, it will turn around and look at it. When other dogs fight and bark loudly, it will turn around and watch the excitement.

Smart it can comfort people. Whenever you are unhappy, it will always come and lick your hand with its tongue. At this time, you will feel how kind and considerate it is.

If it is picky about food, it is not so cute. If you give it braised pork, it will never eat, but if you give it chicken, it will eat beautifully.

It is a dog's duty to watch the door. If you have something to go out, just leave it at home. When you come back, it will run around and bark excitedly. If someone knocks at the door, it will shout and wake up the family. It is extremely vigilant.

Tinker bell is so cute!

I wish you progress in your study and hope to adopt it.

The 7.50-word composition about butterflies is on holiday! My mother and I went to catch butterflies in the wild and wrote 500 words. When catching butterflies, my mother told me that my mother caught butterflies when I was a child, but at that time, adults said that catching butterflies would make me bald. I looked at my mother with questioning eyes and said, why? Mom smiled and said, I didn't know it when I was a child, but I didn't know it until I grew up. That's because we caught butterflies in the big sun, and we were bald. I suddenly realized: Oh! I see. Then we won't go bald with an umbrella. How clever I am! Ha ha! I started catching butterflies. My mother just wants to catch one. I told her that one would be lonely in it, so I might as well catch two. My mother knew that I couldn't help begging her, so she had to say, okay! Just take two. My mother was holding a white bag. I asked curiously: What is this for? Mom smiled and said, this is for butterflies! In the transparent bag, we can clearly see how it moves! Mom walked over gently, bang! -I caught the butterfly at once, and I shouted excitedly: I caught it! Got it! Mother put the caught butterfly in a white bag.

The butterfly flapped its transparent wings in the bag. It looks so funny! Mother caught another butterfly in the same way. Both butterflies are silver-gray. Alas! If I can catch a big butterfly, I can describe it more deeply.

8. The composition about Ginkgo biloba leaves is mainly about appearance and figurative sentences. 400 words. Early in the morning, I walked alone in the street, feeling the breath of autumn. I saw the green and straight ginkgo trees on the roadside put on their new golden clothes overnight, which stood out in the sun. From a distance, it looks like piles of dazzling gold. Waiting for people to find out, I couldn't help but walk over. I saw clusters of branches and leaves swaying from side to side with the autumn wind. It looks like a beautiful girl and dances gracefully. It looks like a musician with superb skills, playing a unique melody ... which makes me fall into fantasy. Suddenly, a ginkgo leaf broke away from the branches, like a dancing Huang Die, and plunged into the embrace of the earth. I can't wait. Look carefully. The whole ginkgo leaf is like a small golden cattail leaf fan. There are evenly arranged thin lines on the surface of leaves, extending from the stem to the edge of leaves. There are messy brown spots hidden under the golden skin. Aren't these points the witness of its vicissitudes? Isn't life like this, from the new leaves that have just grown green to the fallen leaves that have experienced vicissitudes? Although time is short, there are many things waiting for you to do, discover and create in a limited time! Ginkgo biloba is tall and straight. Straight trunk, lovely fan leaves, naughty little yellow flowers, and that delicious ginkgo.

Everything is so beautiful. That leaf is a beautiful butterfly; That flower is a child playing hide and seek; The fruit is a girl in a yellow coat. Ginkgo is ancient. Since the Cretaceous, history has been written and spoken slowly.

When the earth was destroyed for the first time, it survived tenaciously; The second time, it stayed; Third time, fourth time. The endless natural disasters did not bring the soldier to his knees. He is a hero! But behind this hero, who knows what kind of suffering it has experienced? Ginkgo biloba Its fruit is produced in Xiaopu, Changxing. It's delicious because it grows south of the Yangtze River. But you can't eat more, because it is slightly toxic. Ginkgo! You are brilliant, you have witnessed the history of the earth, and you are a great soldier.

9. I am a butterfly (1). It was a sunny morning. I woke up from my sleep, gently combed my colorful wings, flew out of tulips, flapped my wings and looked for food everywhere.

I flew to a garden, freely shuttled back and forth among the flowers, and gently put the pollen into the basket with a "straw". When you are tired, stop on the leaves of Clivia and take out the pollen and taste it slowly. I only touch a handful of pollen on my hands at a time and lick it in my mouth. Very sweet. When the basket was full, I flew home humming my favorite song. Tulip smiled and opened her mouth and let me lie in its soft petals and have a good sleep.

At noon, Hua knocked at the door: Ding-dong! Ding Dong! I poked my head out of the layers of petals and chatted with her for a while. It's really leisurely. In the afternoon, I picked honey from the flowers with a basket, strolled around the frog pond, played games and played hide-and-seek with naughty children. I took them around the stump for a while and washed their faces in the clear river for a while. It is really interesting! I hope to become a butterfly, live this happy and carefree life, and live this ordinary and carefree life! What an interesting thing it is! Maybe the butterfly's life is so happy.

I dream of becoming a beautiful butterfly and adding color to the world, even the smallest part.