A beautiful butterfly was sleeping on a rose bed after taking honey,
That time a black hornet was passing by.
To be greedy for something good is the nature of living beings-
The hornet wished to have the rose bed
So he could not resist himself and
At last he stung the red rose.
Immediately all the roses became black coal.
After a while the butterfly woke up from her deep slumber
And discovered herself on a rose full of poison.
Seeing him, the butterfly cursed him and yelled out:
‘‘The flower bed is only for butterflies not for hornets;
Flower is beauty, beauty flower’’.