(Shrugal wrote this beautiful poem when he was eight years old)
A beautiful butterfly,
sucking the nectar of the flower.
Singing high, moving slow,
enjoying the season’s first shower.
I love to see the butterflies,
flying low from the blue skies,
Grow trees, protect greens,
in nature’s beauty, basis of life lies!
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