A black swallowtail with worn-out wings was faintly fluttering about among the garden flowers to suck nectar from them.
I remember that, in the brilliant sunlight of midsummer, such a butterfly always flied high up in the air in a noble and majestic manner.
The flower of Higanbana is a sign of the deepening of autumn. Within a very short time, butterflies of summer will vanish away from this garden without leaving a trace.
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