My English professor once launched into a lecture on "motivation." "What pushes you ahead?" he asked. "What is it that makes you go to school each day? What driving force makes you strive to accomplish?" Turning suddenly to one young woman, he demanded: "What makes you get out of bed in the morning?" The student replied: "My mother."
In the garden there were three butterflies, one red one, one yellow one, and one white one. Every day the three good friends played together, it was great. One day just as they were playing, it suddenly began to rain. The three butterflies’ wings were drenched by the rain, their whole bodies were trembling with cold.
The three butterflies few together to a red flower, and said to it: “Big Sister Red Flower, let us hide from the rain under your leaves.”
The red flower said: “The red butterfly can come in, but the others must leave.”
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They flew off to a yellow flower, and to the yellow flower said, “Big Sister Yellow Flower, let us hide from the rain under your leaves.” The yellow flower said: “The yellow butterfly can come in, but the others must leave.”
The three good friends shook their heads and said: “We’re good friends, we came together, and we’ll leave together.”
Then, they flew away to the white flower, and to the white flower said: “Big Sister White Flower, let us hide from the rain under your leaves!”
But the white flower said to them: “The white butterfly can come in, but the rest must leave.”
The three good friends still shook their heads together and said: “We’re good frien赣州癫痫病应该如何治疗ds, we came together and we’ll leave together.”
At this time, Old Man Sun saw what was happening, and he hurriedly chased the black clouds away and made the rain stop.
The sky was finally clear, and the three friends again went again to play and dance among the flowers.
他们又飞到黄花那里，对黄花说: “黄花姐姐，让我们飞到你的叶子下面躲躲雨吧!”黄花说: “黄蝴蝶进来吧，其他的快飞开!”