Write a 200-word composition about butterflies.

1. The composition describing butterflies is 200 words. Among the flowers, there lived a hardworking bee and a beautiful butterfly.

Bees get up early to collect honey, butterflies dress themselves up among flowers and go out to show off how beautiful they are. On this day, bees are collecting honey from a flower. The butterfly flew over and smiled at the bee and said, "Look at you, how ugly you are, and look at me, how beautiful you are, ugly bee." You work so hard every day. I don't have to work, but insects will send me food. How charming I am! " The bee didn't speak, and continued to collect honey.

The butterfly ignored the bees and flew out to show off again. Butterflies can fly

At this moment, a little girl came over and saw the eye-catching butterfly, so she wanted to catch it. So the little girl ran to catch butterflies. The butterfly saw it, flew quickly and cried regretfully, "I will never show off again."

2. About the introduction of butterflies, the diary is about 200 words. It's a fine day today. I am going to visit the community garden and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

I was fascinated by an iris on the road. They bloom in the sun, colorful, some yellow, some purple, some pink, some dotted with black, just like butterflies.

Iris has five petals. In this kind of iris, I see that some have just opened one or two petals, some have fully opened petals, and some are still buds one by one.

There are so many irises, each with its own posture, and each one looks better than the other. A gust of wind blew over the iris, dancing with the wind, just like butterflies flying in the air, very beautiful. I didn't want to pick my hand, but I managed to control myself and didn't spoil the beautiful scenery.

Iris leaves are long and serrated, which makes iris more lively and lovely like green grass.

Although iris is not as magnificent as peony or as bright as blooming peach blossom, it has a faint fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies to fly from afar.

Most of these butterflies belong to the same race. The back of their wings is bright green with beautiful patterns, which makes them look like green grass when they are at rest, and the front of their wings is golden yellow, which makes them look like golden flowers when they flap their wings. In the middle of their dense queue, sometimes there are several huge pink butterflies with ribbons flying.

Butterflies glow all over and have two small circles on their wings. Red, yellow, green, purple and black are evenly distributed on the wings, just like a colorful flower.

Swarms of butterflies gather and disperse when they are young, and their colorful wings are like beautiful silks and satins in the sun. This strange butterfly looks like a dead leaf hanging upside down from a tree from a distance. If you reach out to pick that leaf, it will fly.

There are several big butterflies with purple spots among the flowers, floating in the air for a while and for a while.

4. Observe the composition of butterflies. Observe butterflies with 200 words.

On that beautiful flower, there are many dancing butterflies, sucking the sweet nectar, and its beauty is unparalleled.

When I observed them, I found that the lines on each butterfly's wings were different. Some have spots, some have stripes, some have artificial eyes, and there are powdery scales on their wings. But if the scales fall off, the wings will leave a transparent and colorless wing membrane, which will make the butterfly lose its luster.

What do butterflies eat? Most butterflies suck nectar, but some suck milk. When butterflies suck nectar on flowers, the pollen on their feet can help the flowers reproduce the next generation!

Under the clear sky in Wan Li, my observation ended and I learned a lot about the butterfly's lifestyle.

5. Ask for a paragraph about observing butterflies, about 200 words.

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Butterfly's head is basically spherical, with tentacles, compound eyes and mouth. Antennas are the most important tactile and sensory organs of butterflies. When butterflies eat, they always explore food with their tentacles. The compound eye of a butterfly is composed of many small hexagonal eyes, which is the only visual organ of the butterfly. The mouthparts of butterfly larvae are chewy and mainly rely on a pair of powerful jaws to cut plants for food. In the adult stage, the ends of the left and right jaws merge to form a special tube, which curls spirally under the head at rest, but can be straightened when eating, and siphons juice into the stomach by force. This special mouthpiece is unique to butterflies and is called siphon mouthpiece.

2. Chest

The chest is the center of butterfly swimming, which is divided into three parts: the front chest, the middle chest and the back chest. It consists of a back plate, a web plate and two side plates. The middle chest and the back chest bear the four wings of the butterfly, and the back plate and side plates are thick and developed.

3. Abdomen

The belly of a butterfly is composed of 9- 10 nodes, which can stretch or bend freely. Digestion, respiration, circulation, excretion and most of the whole reproductive system are enclosed in this whole.

4. Wings

In the middle chest of the butterfly, I heard a pair of wings behind the back chest. Generally speaking, the front wing is bigger than the back wing. Butterfly wings are the most important part that determines the interweaving of butterflies. Whether a butterfly is beautiful or not is actually the shape and pattern of its wings. There are few transverse veins on the wings of butterflies, and most of them are longitudinal veins. Many butterflies have very long 1 to several veins on their hind wings, which extend beyond the whole wing contour and form a "caudate process". Most butterfly soybean oil has a beautiful tail technology, which has become an important part of butterfly beauty. The same butterfly has a tail, and its aesthetic value and economic value are obviously high, and it has no tail. Butterfly wings are divided into positive and negative sides and have various colors. Due to the configuration of different colors, various points, lines, belts, lines and points are formed.

6. Ask to write a 200-word essay about the characteristics of butterflies. The antenna has thick ends and wide wings. When resting, your wings stand on your back. Butterfly antenna is rod-shaped, and each node at the end of the antenna is thick and hammer-shaped. The body and wings are flattened by scaly hairs. The abdomen is slender. Butterflies are active during the day. In LEPIDOPTERA 158 family, butterflies have 18 family. The adult butterfly takes E799BE5BAA6E59B9EE7AD 943133234333235 and feeds on pollen and nectar. Some larvae are phytophagous and harmful to trees and crops. Some larvae eat aphids, which are beneficial insects. Butterflies have colorful wings, and people often regard them as ornamental insects.

There are 17000 recorded butterfly species in the world, and China accounts for about 1300. South America has the largest number of butterflies in the Amazon River basin, followed by Southeast Asia. The most beautiful and ornamental butterflies in the world are mostly found in South America, Brazil, Peru and other countries. Most internationally protected species are distributed in Southeast Asia, such as India.

Indonesia, Papua New Guinea and other countries. Different humidity and humidity environments and different plant communities have been formed in the same area and at different altitudes, and many different butterfly populations have been formed accordingly. Yunnan Province in China is a good example. In Asia, Taiwan Province Province is also famous for its wide variety of butterflies. Butterflies are usually brightly colored, with various spots on their wings and bodies, and a pair of rod-shaped or hammer-shaped antennae on their heads (this is the main difference from moths, which have diverse antennae). The largest butterfly can spread its wings up to 24 cm, and the smallest is only 1.6 cm. Big butterflies attract people's attention, and some people collect all kinds of butterfly specimens. In the United States, "butterfly watching" migration, like "bird watching", has become a new activity, attracting many people to participate. However, many kinds of butterflies are the main pests of agriculture and fruit trees.

7. Deciduous butterflies write an essay of not less than 200 words in the sunset and autumn wind. Sudden autumn is the autumn of life. It's sad, but it's beautiful. When the last yellow leaf began to fall from the branches, the fallen leaves turned into butterflies. It flies gently in the air, emitting golden luster through the afterglow of the sunset. In this quiet and desolate time, it attracts people's attention and makes everything in the world understand that it is the most dazzling and beautiful. Is it happy or sad? There should be both ... however, it won't fly far after all. When the autumn wind stops, this fallen leaf can only fall on the dirty soil-this is its fate. "Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud can protect flowers." Flowers are like this, let alone leaves? Come to this world once, fly once, and the fallen leaves can't forget their duties.

8. The composition describing the butterfly is thinking about the rain, looking at the graceful dance, looking at the graceful posture and looking at the 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.

9. The composition describing butterflies is about 100 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.

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 thin Leng Yue, and my haggard face is still there.