A story
He and she were childhood sweethearts, and their homes were next to each other. He often got beaten for climbing over the wall to see her. Twenty years passed, and he became dashing and handsome. She, beautiful and generous. Finally, they got together. Happy times passed in an instant. That spring, she had a car accident. He touched her cold face and silently prayed to God. God appeared. 'Are you willing to become a butterfly for three years to return her life?' ...I. Am. Willing... He often rested on her shoulder, silently staying by her side, and she often cried because of his long absences. ...In the spring of the third year, he returned again, but he saw another young man by her side. In the blink of an eye, the three-year term was up. 'Alright, the term is up, I can let you return to your original state.' 'No need, I still want to be a butterfly.' The story ends. Typed entirely by hand; the writing is not very good, please forgive me. Actually, there are many butterflies in the world silently guarding you, it's just that you don't know it.
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The original poster is ignorant; the lifespan of a butterfly is very short. If it transforms, it would become a little bird...
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