Two ancient poems about insects

Singing butterfly

After that, from butterflies,

Two flowers can fly.

Send messages to each other,

It is impossible to unify in the end.

New cicada

Today cicadas suddenly sing,

If you touch a guest for love.

I feel old,

It's hard to feel alive.

The Everlasting Regret

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. ,

He will stretch the wick to the end, but he still can't sleep. ,

Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night,

Before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky became clear.

Wing butterfly

Thin wing powder,

The new clothes were dyed yellow,

Like a romantic,

Stay in the greenhouse for two nights.