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Once
upon a time in a land far away, there was a wonderful old man who loved all
kinds of small animals, such as spiders, insects and butterflies and so on.
One
day while walking through the woods, the nice old man found a cocoon(茧) of a butterfly. He took it home.
A few
days later, a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for
several hours as it struggled
to make its body out of that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any
progress. It appeared it could go no farther.
Then
the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and
snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then got out of the
cocoon easily.
But
it had a swollen(肿胀的) body and small
shriveled(枯萎的) wings. The man continued to watch the
butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge to
be able to support the body, which would contract(收缩) in
time. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
What
the warm-hearted man in his kindness did not understand was that the
restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through
the tiny opening were Nature's way of forcing fluid(体液) from the body of the butterfly into its wings, so that it would be
ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes
struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were allowed to go
through our life without any difficulties, it would be bad for us. We would not
be as strong as what we could have been. And we could never fly.