Butterflies can't fly over the sea-a sad love legend "Give me a moment to love you. Give me a lifetime and send you away. " This is the love oath that the sea once made to a butterfly. At this moment, the butterfly is far away from the sea, and the sea and butterfly who once loved each other have become strangers. Just inadvertently, the butterfly will think of the sea that has been deeply branded. This quiet night, butterflies are remembering again. Butterfly believed these vows that day. This is a careless butterfly. She only saw the first sentence of the oath and didn't notice the "send you away" in the latter sentence. Simple butterfly believes that sending her away for a lifetime is only superficial, but the essence is to love her for a lifetime. Butterflies are simple and happy. She is only a few years old and naive. And the sea has been weathered for thousands of years. In the cycle of time and the tempering of years, it has gradually become an endless ocean of content. Butterflies don't fly into the sea, but play aimlessly. I just saw the sea on my way to a new trip. From a distance, the sea is boundless, covering too much content. All this fascinated her. She wandered around the seaside all day. The sea doesn't care about her. She's too young. The sea is always there to remember and meditate. It's just that his memory is too deep, too long. The question he is thinking about, the answer to the question he is looking for is too profound. No one can fathom the heart of the sea, nor can he know where it is. They just guessed, maybe in the middle of the sea. Only the sea understands that after thousands of years of storms, he has lost his whole heart. There are only vicissitudes and hard hearts. Perhaps because of loneliness, the sea began to pay attention to butterflies slowly. This is a very ordinary butterfly, only black and white, with a faint blue circle on the edge of its wings. Butterflies tell the sea about the makeup of flowers in spring and the whispering of autumn insects in summer nights, as well as the tears on the fallen leaves in late autumn morning and the bright and warm sunshine in winter. Butterflies are whispering, and the sea is listening quietly. I don't know from which day, the sea began to like butterflies. Butterflies have long been infatuated with the depth and vicissitudes of the sea. She has been staying and doesn't want to fly anywhere. In her mind, the sea is enough and everything is there. The sea can satisfy butterflies with a little love. She is not greedy. Time passes slowly. She loves the sea more and more and is infatuated with it. Sometimes I even think that this love started from her previous life and lasted until this life when Butterfly fell in love with the sea. This is just a hopeless love without an ending. In the days of loving butterflies, the sea often looks at her piteously. He watched her dance around him and sighed for her lightness and weakness. How long can I love her? He sometimes asks himself this question. Who makes butterflies so weak? She gave all her love, but in the eyes of the sea, it was insignificant. He doesn't care about that love. He is rich in connotation, and butterflies can't understand him at all, and they can't guess the heart of the sea. Deep under the sea, she is very thin. The Millennium gap is a desperate love for butterflies. Gradually, the sea began to change. Instead of listening to her story, he lost interest in flowers, sunshine and fallen leaves. Butterflies love the sea wholeheartedly, and they can't bring back the love they once enjoyed. In the indifference of the sea, she saw the coming end. That night, Butterfly finally allowed herself to face these changes, and she cried sadly. So I understand that no matter how hard she tries, she will never fly to the center of the sea, just because of her thinness and his richness. Love disappeared and she decided to leave. "I want to leave you because I love you." When the butterfly said this to the sea, her tears fell into the arms of the sea and the sea was silent. The sea loves her, but it's just a beautiful dream for her. When the dawn comes and the dream wakes up, the sea is still the sea, and the connotation is richer. Butterfly is still a butterfly, but she lost her heart. She put her heart in the boundless sea. Beware of being melted, she finally understood a truth: butterflies can't fly over the sea.