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This is a short story. Story of a certain period of a day, an idler had nothing better to sit quietly in a corner watching the front of an ordinary butterfly cocoon. Butterfly cocoon that just concluded the closed state, in the cocoon at one end opened a small hole. Only done a few hours of struggling butterfly seems to let the body piercing □ on that tiny hole. However, all to no avail, not been able to breakthrough in the butterfly. Butterfly cocoon inside the quiet, as if it had exhausted all of the effort, can not do any hard work.
As a result, the idler decided to help only pathetic butterfly, he picked up a pair of scissors to cut the cocoon to. Butterfly easily came out, however, it is the body withered, weak wings. To help its idler think: for a while will get better, it will become full body strong, its wings will become stronger, will it fly to the jungle among the flowers.
Unfortunately not, the idler's imagination did not happen. Hapless butterfly life can only crawl, never fly. The original butterfly must pass tough, "his breakthrough in" process, and only in that tirelessly to let the body through the cocoon that little hole on the course, it can be transferred to the solution of the body wings, so that the body and wings are become stronger, so when his breakthrough, the butterfly can fly. Idler's good intentions good intentions undermined the process of self-butterfly, butterfly's life destroyed.
The intention of the story is not accused of idler help, the opposite: at times, struggle is an essential part of our lives. If God let us not stirring in an easy way to spend time, we may never show we should have strong, we will never able to fly.