No kidding. ...
Worm:
Spring insects fly away, and dusk birds hide flowers. I am more anxious at night, and the window is idle.
Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights.
Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects singing in the depths of rice fields.
Who is the owner of the rice flower all the way? Red dragonfly and green mantis. -Le Songlei Method "Walking on the Village Road in Autumn"
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. -Song Yang Wanli's "Little Pool"
Ma Yin really hates knowing the way, and cicadas can still be heard. -Huang Qing Ren Jing's "Miscellaneous Feeling"
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. -Don Liu Fangping's Moonlit Night
I didn't intend to bring a few flowers, but I picked butterflies and went down the mountain. -Zhu Qing Su Jing's "The Woodcutter's Word"
I don't know whether the flowers are good or not. Let bees and butterflies be the precursors. -Song Yang Wanli "Cold Food Will Make Philosophers Visit the Garden"
A pillow in the south window sleeps for the first time, and butterflies fly like snow in the garden. -Ming Hua Una "Sleeping"
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water. -Tang Du Fu's Qujiang Dujiu