描写蝴的英语作文整理

导语：蝶，通称为“蝴蝶，节肢动物门、昆虫纲、鳞翅目、锤角亚目动物的统称。以下是小编整理描写蝴蝶的英语作文的资料，欢迎阅读参考。

　　蝴蝶的英语作文1

I'm ten years old. In the past ten years, I have seen even many insects: cicadas, snails, ants, bees... But what I remember most is a butterfly that I caught in my childhood.

That summer vacation, I came to grandmother's house to play, grandmother's neighbor's house in front of a row of orange trees, summer, there are many butterflies walking there. They fanned the beautiful wings, let people see very envy, want to be for their own. I, too, looked at them and wanted to catch one.

In a short time, my cousin and I were on the stage with a "net" (broom), and a man with a "new net" (garbage can) appeared. We stared at a beautiful butterfly, with beautiful golden and black wings. Under the sun, its wings are twinkling like a star. When we chased it, it did not go away like other butterflies, but slowly flew low, like, "come and catch me! I am the best of the butterfly, after this village son can not have that shop!" The fury of my heart came upon me, holding the garbage can to catch it. Suddenly, the cousin's broom held down its wing. The butterfly broke free and lost its wings. At this moment, it was just the vanity, showing off regret, just want to fly over the high wall, fell down. Of course, how do they fly? We caught it easily. Put it in a jar with a hole in it.

In the evening, it flies about in the bottle. Beautiful wings have lost their glorious splendor. It is likely to repent of its vanity. But where in the world can there be repenting?

The next day, I let the butterfly out, but it didn't move. I think it's dead. No one knows how it died. But one thing is certain, it was killed by vanity. To be a person is also like this, blindly pursue vanity, finally can harm oneself.

　　蝴蝶的英语作文2

Life is short, but the beauty of life is eternal. .

As the rain fell, I walked out of the stuffy room to breathe. Suddenly, ah! A colorful butterfly! The blue dress, the white ribbon, the butterfly flies like a fairy. Not far away, is such gorgeous flower, in the washing of the rain presents a different kind of beauty. The butterfly flutters among the flowers and disturbs my sight. Suddenly, it fell on the trunk of a big tree next to me. Is it showing off its beauty to me? I stopped to watch.

"Poof!" The butterfly was hit by a drop of rain and fell into the pool under the tree. I was stunned, I didn't know whether to lift it, the weak wings in the water feebly pat. Suddenly, I noticed that my breath was fast. Little by little, little by little, the miracle appeared, and it crept up to a little flower in the puddle, with its dripping wings, and quivering in the wind.

My heart was filled with joy. The stubborn life finally beat the bad luck. Suddenly a gentle breeze was blowing, and there were countless raindrops on the trees. Once again the butterfly was hit and fell miserably. I have a pain in my heart. The surface of the water is shallow ripples, this small life is still struggling, it is still alive! I seemed to feel the throb of a powerful life! He picked it up with great care. The trembling wings, with a slight opening, my heart began to rise and fall. Soft butterfly, can you survive?

Another gust of wind blew, the sky is clear, a rainbow is hanging in the sky. The brave butterfly, he tried several times, finally jumped from my hands, and flew to the filament...

I stood still and looked at it. The admirable butterfly, for the sake of beauty, the bondage of the cocoon, for the beauty, the triumph over the tribulation of the wind and the rain, is it not telling me the eternal beauty of life?

　　蝴蝶的英语作文3

"Look! I caught a butterfly! Look, how beautiful! Little ai looked back, oh, it was really beautiful! It was like a white butterfly with black spots, flying up and down, flashing beautiful wings like two lovely little white flowers. Also like linglong elegant butterfly, a pair of sorry to fly between the flowers, the tail is long like a ribbon, the wind fluttering! "Xiao li, where did you catch the butterfly? So beautiful!

"No, it's in the vegetable patch next to it." "I want to catch one too! "Hurrah! Let's go! Yi, front is left with a purple butterfly, little moxa and XiaoLi restrain excitement, quietly walked past, they excitedly with a small hand to caress the butterfly, and the scales of butterfly also covered the little moxa khan jingjing's hands. So little ai carefully placed the butterfly in her pocket and covered it with another small hand. When he got home, he said to grandma, "look, grandma! I caught a butterfly. Take it out of your pocket. "But if she doesn't die, you'll feel the scales on her, and it won't fly. Grandma will help you catch the other one in the afternoon, and stop crying." The little girl raised her dirty little face and said, "I've buried him and come back." "Go ahead." Little ai came to the outside of the house, holding a handful of earth, buried her beloved butterfly, and planted some grass on it. Once again, the tears fell on the girl's face, and she said to herself, I will not catch another butterfly, and I will not catch it again. Wow, why are you scratching your head? Oooo...... A butterfly had already been released in little ai's heart.

Yeah, it flew a butterfly. However, in little ai's heart also has a permanent knot, that is the butterfly complex!

　　蝴蝶的`英语作文4

I've always liked butterflies.

The butterfly flies, really like the beautiful angel in the fairy tale. The flying butterfly, falling on the flower quietly butterfly, is so beautiful. The butterfly that has the pattern, the butterfly of clear one color, all is so elegant.

I have a photo album of butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, butterflies and so on. I like the picture of the butterfly. But I don't understand: "why do the leaves of the dead leaves become the dead leaves?" This question has been in my mind for a long time, but it still can't be solved. Finally, I told my mother about the problem. Unexpectedly, my mother told me calmly that they were trying to avoid their natural enemies, to avoid the killing of humans and to survive.

Survive? I wonder if they would be better off if they showed the colorful side to humans? My mother seemed to read my thoughts and said to me, "what would you do if a beautiful butterfly flew about in the flowers?" "Of course, jump on it, grab it and make a specimen," I said excitedly. "Is the specimen alive? "Asked the mother gently. Hearing this, I was stunned. "No," my mother said, "have you ever killed a butterfly?" "Of course not. I don't even want to step on one of the ants, let alone the beautiful butterfly. I hastened to answer. "No, you did. You killed all the specimens." "But I bought those specimens. I didn't make them. I killed them!" "I said, wrongfully. Mother added: "if people don't buy it, will the factory make butterfly specimens?" "No," I whispered. "You've always thought that the people who killed the butterflies were wicked, but you never realized that the people who actually killed them were the buyers." I was silent.

The next day, I changed my QQ signature to: "no sales, no killing."

　　蝴蝶的英语作文5

Butterfly, before becoming the butterfly, must break the chrysalis, become butterfly after the test of wind and rain, let us become the third butterfly, freely in the nature life! .

I love butterflies, not just because of their beauty. There was once a story about three butterflies in a beautiful place that were waiting for the pupa. One day, the first pupa opened a small crack, and the little butterfly emerged from the gap, but the wings were stuck. Just saw this scene, a person through with a knife to cut the pupa butterflies, small butterfly was flapping their wings to fly for a while, it is falling, no matter how hard it is also not fly. The next day, the second pupa also split open, the crack is small and big, a beautiful butterfly was born! Then the third pupa started to move, and the pupa was still a crack, and the butterfly finally came out with its own will. Two butterflies just play and fly. I didn't notice the danger in the back. When danger approaching, the third butterflies sensed danger, trying to pull the side of the butterfly escape, but it's too late, the hand has been close to them, the third butterfly relying on their own wit, escaped the hook, but the butterfly, but was caught to make samples. The third butterfly came to understand that nature did not always smile at you. It gradually learned how to face the difficulties calmly and tactfully. From then on, the butterfly lived a happy life.

Perhaps, the butterfly is us, the chrysalis, the human, the wind and rain is our resistance road. The first person to cut a chrysalis may be a parent's doting; The butterfly lovers, may be around the hostile; The difficulty we have experienced is the wind and rain of the butterfly.

Butterfly, before becoming the butterfly, must break the chrysalis, become butterfly after the test of wind and rain, let us become the third butterfly, freely in the nature life!

Butterfly, fly!

　　蝴蝶的英语作文6

There was a large, natural forest far away from us, and there were many huge old trees in the forest, and in each of these trees there were two butterflies.

In these butterfly girl, and one of the most beautiful girl, she has a head of black light fine hair, a pair of bright big eyes flashing in the happy light, the red cherry small mouth to make her appear more white tender skin. Therefore, everyone called her "butterfly princess". Princess butterfly has been living a happy life with her butterfly sisters.

However, the weather is unpredictable. Many butterfly girls had a strange disease and died two days after the disease. All of them died, and the princess butterflies in her heart. What can we do about it?

Butterfly butterfly princess found among the oldest woman to do, grandma said there is a fairy, you ask her, maybe she had a way, the butterfly princess know after the fairy's address, eager to fly to there.

Flying to the fairy, the butterfly princess saw the fairy with a kindly face. See fairy butterfly princess said: "you are the butterfly princess, is real, your purpose I already know, cure the disease I have, but you have to take something to exchange." Butterfly princess busy ask "what is it?" "Your beautiful face."

The princess butterflies in her heart, but she thought: I can not care about other people's life, but to preserve their appearance? Princess butterfly thought of this and nodded.

The fairy made her dirty and ugly, but she changed into the appearance of a butterfly princess.

The princess was cured by the fairy's prescription. Under the constant questioning of the partners, the butterfly princess said that she had become ugly.

Then the fairy appeared in the cloud, and she lowered her cloud to the princess and said, "girl, your heart is more beautiful than your face." "And she returned the princess's features to her.

From then on, butterfly girls lived happily ever after.

　　蝴蝶的英语作文7

Yawning after another, the bell was slow to ring.

I looked out at the white clouds and sighed.

A leaf, oh no, a butterfly. It broke into the classroom, and the closed Windows were inexorably blocked.

Not only me, the other students also shouted: "ah! The butterflies!"

"Where? Where?"

"Above the window!

The butterfly flapped its wings and beat against the thick glass. The butterfly stopped and continued to stick on the windowpane.

The black figure was uncertain and uncertain, and a moment of rapid fluttering of wings, and a moment from the edge of the window, struck the glass with its tentacles.

As a result, the glass was intact, but it was too tired to recover.

The eyes of the students were attracted by the butterfly, and they talked about it.

Li haoling looked at the tiny butterfly and said thoughtfully, "butterfly, I understand your desire for freedom, but is it foolish of you to do so?"

Jian-hua yuan, willy-nilly moved a chair, three steps and two step walk to hold two coke bottle, careful to clamp the wings of a butterfly, the butterfly thought again for someone to hurt it, flapping wings, violently break out, what bad things happen to good! Yuan jianhua stood in the chair, with a bottle of coke to dance, accidentally hit the butterfly, the butterfly fell on the window sill.

Just like a dead leaf, slowly, floating down. The wings were open, with beautiful golden patterns on them, and they were very eye-catching on the black underside.

I thought the butterfly was dead, and he could not speak. Suddenly, the butterfly's wings shook and it didn't die!

Brave little Z snuck past, pinched up its wings and open the window and throw out gently, butterfly flying, it hovered in the air for a long time, maybe to thank we care about it, just went straight to fly to the distance.

"Ring the bell... "The bell rang. The butterfly 'freedom', we have also gained 'freedom'.

　　蝴蝶的英语作文8

On the milky white wings, casually walking some small round spots like ink, quietly elegant like an ink painting. I, a butterfly, dance... It's just that it doesn't feel happy, it's sad... .

I was still and motionless. Have I forgotten the beautiful feeling of flying in the flowers? Just as those who grow up forget the laughter and dreams of their childhood. All this, too fast, so fast that I don't know how it changed.

I flew across the street, and when I saw the play of the butterfly, I stopped and listened to the song quietly. I like the atmosphere... Can't be named. I was jealous and envious of the two butterfly lovers. The fact that it is true, true and cruel, has forced me to indulge in my own fantasy.

I am lonely, I can not feel the approval of people's eyes, I will always be in the flower and dewdrop company, to be comforted. I sometimes wander the paths to soothe my wounds.

I, a tearful, lost the memories of playing with my companions in the sunshine. Just as people lost their laughter under the wisteria tree. Even though I have expressed my joy.

There are a few small pieces on the tip of the green grass, my sad tears, however, the crystal tears are unknowingly mistaken for dew.

Humans, sometimes, are so stupid.

I lay in the arms of the grass, and I closed my eyes and said, "I'm tired... "

In a golden dusk, I wander under the buttonwood tree, gently breathing the moist air, but immediately I find that I always remember the little things about the past. After all, have had, had experienced.

The sky was an almost transparent blue, very light, very silent, very sad, very sad. I shake off the dust, flapping my wings, and disappear in the translucent blue...

Quietly close your eyes and wait for rebirth...