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This story is another story......

The cat is in the fable the strongest creature, because he has nine lives. Butterfly is the most beautiful creature in the world, but her beauty is fleeting.

The two kind of life without any communication met and fell in love, and, like the cat butterflies flying around him, and like a cat chasing her beating butterfly.

Every day they always like to meet in the village of the tree to meet and play, this day butterfly early, not a fairy in the tree the edge of the lake, then arrived at the cat, seen in the lake the butterfly struggled without hesitation, and jumped into the lake, but the cat that can swim, they are both the lake submerged.

But the cat have nine lives but butterfly has only one life, although the cat lost a life can only holding the butterfly's body, cry, a cry is three days, so the cat in the past was not nocturnal, only because crying is the eyes, can see clearly at night.

And a lot of people say the cat's eye stone is the most beautiful gem, it is because he is like the eyes of a cat, and the cat's eyes are beautiful because he feels forever shining tears.

Look at the butterfly disappeared in the world, love the butterfly cat did not resign, so the cat out the devil, the devil is an evil exists, it can meet the needs of any person, any desire. But the same is, a person must pay the corresponding cost, or beyond the desire of something of value in exchange.

But the cat except life what are not, so the cat with a life of its own, just with a simple desire, butterfly next life who is.

The cat demon desire, know the Butterfly Chapter II will be a human girl.

So the cat to the butterfly the birth place to wait for her, the cat looked at a lady belly grew larger, know the previous school butterfly was born.

But the little butterfly was not lucky, because she was born with invisible. After more than a month, the butterfly's parents also found this problem, so ruthless abandon him butterfly in the forest, while the cat wanted to help the butterfly, but the body is too heavy, not a cat can move, he can only quietly watching the little butterfly, do not let her be wild beasts.

That night, a wolf, like to eat the little girl. Cat balloon jackal, wolf although moved, but it doesn't eat will starve to death. The cat know want to sacrifice oneself for they don't have, so he told the wolf, I let you eat, but you miss her. The wolf agreed, the cat with a body, is also a life, protect the little girl.

This cat has only six lives, the cat in the girl's side a is three days. Give her water to send food every day, but it is too far from the city, don't see anyone.

No way, the cat can only once again summoned demon, in exchange for a life, want a person to find the girl and to adopt her. The devil promised cat, so that the old man in the mountains found the little girl, and adopted a little girl.  

In mid April,, the last snow day, come......

No wind, blowing; light, no time, in no way... And she, without a trace of fear, still did not stop flying in the sky!

The wind, could not make her go; light, can't she melted; time, cannot erase my memory of her...... At the moment, there are too many words to heart, for her, but I do not know how to say.

She has a beautiful and holy, snowflake appearance; the angelic purity of heart; have a fall like melancholy breath...... So, she put aside everything, with the unfinished wish and this world of love, come here, but also because of the failure to realize the promise......

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In this way, she, quietly came, without any warning......

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Her arrival, has brought untold sorrow......

A year ago, at this moment, I first stepped out of the house, take leave away, go for his academic work. But, this time, I failed, failed miserably, but I did not give up. And from that moment, my composition level is improved a lot, at the same time, also become sad many......

Her arrival, has brought people to her discontent......

Every time she flying all over the sky, I will appear in a corner, alone in enjoying the "snow bath", because I don't want to hear again the others speak of her dislike of discourse. But, she, had to listen, because she has been to every corner of the earth, heard too much hurt her discourse. Therefore, she can do, is to keep the pain buried in the bottom of my heart, and then, cry alone......

Her arrival, opened my block "just healed scars"......

She, leisurely toward me; I, alone to enjoy the "snow bath", then, quietly shed tears......

Once the dribs and drabs has now gone, the passage of time can not be on stage again, I cannot again return to childhood, be light of heart from care in that time, and she, also may not appear again in my life, and i...... The scar, I sincerely hope it never opened, but the fact is so cruel......