Prose poems with beautiful artistic conception

Some sad memories,

It's already in blowing in the wind.

Leave the breath of dreams,

Still a gentle memory.

Some purple memories,

Only in dreams can we relive it;

I'm used to giving up my dreams,

Once, once,

Sleep happily with me in my dream.

In the past, dreams forgave souls, but today it needs a rain;

Give your life's soul, only in quiet love.

After years of staring at each other,

There are many things in the past, condensed;

Thousands of miles away in first frost, there is nowhere to talk about sadness.

Now an empty dream is a wound,

I want to fly in the sky alone.

Who is Butterfly Dance for?