那天上午,我在校园里捡到一只蝴蝶,绿色的,很大,北方很常见的那种。我把它拿到办公室,放到花已落尽的杜鹃上。但它似乎并不领情,不久便奋力扑向窗口,翅膀不停地拍打着玻璃;累了,就落到窗 That morning, I found a butterfly on campus, green, very large, very common in the north. I took it to the office and put it on the azalea where the flowers had already been spent. But it didn’t seem to appreciate it. Soon it strove to the window and flapped its glass; it fell to the window when it was tired.