Like that paper butterfly flower, Lili's feelings bloomed in a bewildering yet lovely way. Unless you looked very closely, no one would realize it wasn't real.
Only after Lili prepared a beautiful, delicate container for it did she learn that it didn't need soil after all. It would never grow again.
Making it took time and patience. Each piece was pasted on one by one, every detail carefully considered, yet the person who received it couldn't believe in its beauty.
Yingzi silently told Lili that next time she made flowers like butterflies, she should give them to someone who understood them, admired them, and treasured them.
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The past memories of my youth are as pure as water.
Life teaches us too much
After reading your article, I feel like I have gone back to that time, when I was really stupid. People always don't cherish what is easy to get, and they always pursue blindly what doesn't belong to them. Looking back at those wasted years is really sad. I don't know when you will finish writing it, so I look forward to the next one.