The light of the sun warms the loneliness waiting in the cold night, leaves the humble hope in the daytime, the pendulum of time knocks on the door of the past heart, sows the seeds of new life in the flowery spring, the broad feelings accompany the rise of desire, on the monument of dreams draw a line of happiness and pain, the prosperous scene unveils the veil of hypocrisy, in the torrent of poverty, looking forward to the dawn and the truth into a line.

The familiar and the strange are set aside on the threshold of family affection, and the distance between cherishing and discarding cannot be measured, the hot and cold lie in the weighing pan of the scales, and the truth that is incompatible with water and fire cannot be distinguished, and the inflated and contracted imprisonment cannot see through the darkness in the depths of the soul on the edge of the precipice of fate.

Lu Mingxuan, the monarch of the country of Butterfly, went through all kinds of hardships and dangers and finally came to the country of the stars, the simple houses lined up on the quiet path added a touch of heartiness to his itinerary, and the people of the country of the stars carried wooden barrels and hummed songs and lived a leisurely life. Monarch Lu Mingxuan walked through the bamboo forest towards the castle of the Monarch of the Kingdom of Stars, the sound of white stones hitting the wind hovered between peace and anxiety.

Bai Xiaoran, the monarch of the country of the stars, heard that a distant guest was coming and hurried outside to greet him, when he saw the face of the monarch of the country of Butterfly Che floating in the sunlight, he stretched out his arms and hugged this friend who was in the dust, and after they exchanged greetings for a while, the monarch Bai Xiaoran and the monarch Lu Mingxuan walked into the castle of the country of the stars side by side, the monarch of the country of Butterfly Che hesitated for a while, and said: "Monarch, the purpose of my visit this time is to borrow your resurrection stone, can you give it to me?" ”

"The Resurrection Stone is a treasure of our Nakshatra Country, what do you want to do with it?" asked the King of the Nakshatra Country, stroking his beard. "Monarch, my wife and parents have left me due to all kinds of misfortunes, and I have been waiting for the empty castle all day without any hope of living, and I hope you can help me, an outcast forgotten by the world. The king of the kingdom of Butterfly fell to his knees and pleaded.

"I can give you the Resurrection Stone for free, but you must promise me one condition, that is, my twelve believers must follow you to your kingdom to preach, my request is not too harsh!" The monarch of the country of the stars lifted up the monarch Lu Mingxuan and smiled. "Monarch, I agree that your twelve followers will follow me back, and as long as I can save my wife and parents, these small conditions are nothing at all. The monarch of the country of Dieche hugged the monarch Bai Xiaoran's back tightly and said excitedly.

At this moment, the fiery red sun rose to the top of the sky and poured all its warmth down, and the thick earth was piled up with long mountain ranges that seemed to have the power of rebirth, and the monarch of the country of Butterfly Che stood in place with a tired body, watching a lonely heart, and he saw that the broken dusk was surging under the invisible horizon......

The smooth wings drive away the coldness of the night, hand over the key to happiness to the warm day, the sad thoughts stop in the gray area of memory, carve the former melancholy into the bloody scars, the cool tide beats the quiet harbor, is pushed to the top again and again, and is thrown to the bottom again and again, the empty eyes condense all the uneasiness, so that the fragile heart has nowhere to place, the sinking sunset dyes the low horizon red, looking for the only light between the sunset and the stars, the stubborn soul repels the invasion of greed, and redeems the other side of the decadence。

Mercy, pity the helplessness that should be pitied, comfort, comfort the soul that can be comforted, gratitude, gratitude for those emotions worthy of gratitude, happiness is not the accumulation of wealth but spiritual abundance, in the face of pain and boredom, no matter what happiness can be transformed into misfortune.

Monarch Lu Mingxuan led twelve believers from the country of the stars to rush to his own kingdom, he told these believers along the way to speed up the pace of progress while thinking about his relatives, the death of his wife has made him sad and tearful, he did not expect his parents to die suddenly, the pain is like a knife cut in his heart, paralyzing his nerves, countless wounds turned into rivers flooding in the rainy season.

Just as they were about to finish the territory of the Land of the Stars, a group of homeless people gathered under the dilapidated roofs, and twelve believers came to them and asked them where they came from and why they stayed here, and the group of homeless people said that they had fled here from a remote part of the Land of Butterflies, and that their homeland had suffered a great flood that had not been seen in a century.

Monarch Lu Mingxuan couldn't say a word for a long time when he heard the words of the homeless man, he didn't care about the suffering of the people of Dawn for his own selfishness, that heavy guilt rushed to his cheeks and burned his chest red, the twelve believers told them not to just think about the gloom and confusion in front of them, but to think more about the happiness and stability of the past and the future, they slowly stood up straight one after another, as if the distant sky was opening their hearts to them with hope and faith......

How many times did the butterfly go through in the chrysalis to have this beautiful appearance, how many roads did it take to step on the feet to support this steely body, how many times did the sail fight the waves before it became a line with the stars in the sky, how many tears flowed from the eyes to understand that the pain of the outside world often needs to be repaid by the heart, how much nourishment did the rose pour into the cliff to grow beautiful flowers on the cliff rocks, and how many false appearances did the will resist to obtain the truth in the world.

Butterflies flapped their wings, puffed up the sails of happiness and sailed to the bank full of roses, the rich fragrance of flowers intoxicated the fields of hope, dyed the lighthouse of dawn with a layer of red light, feet slowed down, with the height of the eyes, running forward under the guidance of will, bright fireworks illuminated the dark night, so that the lonely traveler found the spiritual support.

Twelve believers followed the monarch Lu Mingxuan back to the country of Dieche, they looked at this elegant castle and couldn't help but have a trace of respect in their hearts, the solemn breath shrouded the sky and the earth, revealing a touch of brilliance in the collection of love and affection, the haze of death passed through the gap between the body and the soul, fluttering up and down between sadness and easy-going, the twelve believers walked into the castle to spend the dead for the king's wife and parents, the low murmur and the distant heavenly sounds played a sound of rest in the dead and silent wasteland, and the deep eyes epiphany the true meaning of life, between birth and disappearance, set up a corridor of time。

Twelve believers took to the streets after praying to explain the gospel to the people of the land of Butterfly, ordinary people gathered together to listen to their explanations of love and dreams, the seeds of happiness planted in the heart of longing for light gave temporary joy to the numb nerves, and the firm faith favored the humble hearts to bring lasting peace to the emotions that fell into the quagmire, and the people of the country of Butterfly were in awe of the twenty believers, and they seemed to see the freedom that could not be seen......