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The White Butterfly TELE081040810 向艳芳 Whenever I am trapped in a heavy rain I will recall that beautiful white butterfly. Many years ago, my mother called me and told me that my grandma was dying for the serious illness. Suddenly , I could not help feeling that my heart was broken because of her affection for me . As soon as possible , I grabbed my wallet and rushed out to visit her for the last meet . An unexpected shower stopped me from visiting on the half way . I had to take a shelter with two Malaysian woman and their two children under a short eaves of a private house . I did not know whether the two ladies were mother and daughter - in - law or mother and daughter . However , it did not matter . We just met by chance . Why must I know? The rain got heavier and heavier . The short ,narrow eaves could not protect us from the wind and rain at all with the fierce wind , so our clothes were gradually getting wet . The people with umbrellas , raincoats or something covering their heads passed by me hurrily like meteors . Nobody were willing to stop for a while to help us , or even to catch a glimpse of us . What a terrible rain . The sorrow like the rain fell on my heart . The Malaysian ladies and their children huddled together , trembling in the cold wind , and so did I . A white girl was approaching us like a white butterfly flying in the rain with a colorful umbrella . If only she would give me a hand . That would be nice . Was it possible ? I could only think . She was merely a stranger to me . To my surprise , she , a middle school girl with white dress uniform stopped in front of us . Was she going to give me a shelter ? I hoped so . Would you like to take a shelter in the arcade over there ? She gave a spare black umbrella under her arm to the old lady without our response . Then , they walked towards the arcade with a little boy in ladys arm . Later , the girl returned and handed the black umbrella to the young lady . The lady thanked her ag