Year: Tang author:
The ethereal caterpillar is slightly shelled and unbearable.
A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly.
Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge.
Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou.
Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones.
The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long
The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.
Zhao Lin Butterfly on Langzhong Seats
Year: Tang Author: Zheng Gu
Looking for beauty and fragrance is as busy as leisure.
Warm smoke bid path, light rain stays in the greenhouse.
Books follow dreams lightly, and songs are wrongly edited.
Wang Sun was deeply interested and embroidered into the dance clothes.
Lepapillon
Year: Tang author:
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy.
Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees.
Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick.
You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless.
Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
"Sitting in the East Pavilion during the day, suddenly thirteen butterflies are bright and blue, and when people get closer, they must go to discipline and write poems."
Year: Song Author: Li Fu
Bao Yuqin in the sky, the star emblem rustled.
Immortals rub their hands and change their minds.
Suddenly, with the sound of the piano, the Committee sang like cicadas.
Flying down Lv Yun, the wings of the wind are icy blue.
The world is cold for a long time, so you can swim happily.
Seeing the flowers in my bottle, the group swam across the curtains.
High drama is chaotic, and low dance invades autumn.
However, I suspect that I am dreaming in the afternoon. I am a good guest.
Vivid virtual court, prosperous and colorful.
You should hear the music, and you will be shocked to walk away without a trace.
butterfly
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Flowers are fragrant in the courtyard, and flying to Fluttershy accounts for one year.
You people have been by the window for a long time. Lovely dark yellow loves light yellow?
butterfly
Year: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang
The Eastern Emperor issued the Day Order Festival, which put the soul to sleep.
We have interviewed all ten scenic spots, and we only owe Bian Mei a post when we meet.
two butterflies
Year: Song Author: Jiang Teli
Dragonflies on the water are cicadas on the wood, and acyl chickens in the sky are flying.
How to have more emotions and feelings and let a hundred flowers blossom.
Look at the butterflies in the autumn garden.
Year: Song Author: Song Qi
Fenfen once crossed the wall of Song Yu to make a living.
There is no need to complain, autumn chrysanthemum and Chunlan have their own fragrance.
Qiu Die.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Autumn flowers are purple, and Qiu Die is yellow and furry.
Flowers are low, butterflies are new and small, and flying plays are everywhere.
When the cool breeze comes at dusk, flowers fall in succession.
The night was cold and the butterfly died.
Born in the morning, died in the evening, all kinds of qi follow.
I haven't seen the Millennium crane, but I live in many places.
butterfly
Year: Tang Author: Luo Yin
Hanwang's knife and pen are fine, and his writing is naturally forced.
What's wrong with dancing skillfully? It is easier to fly than to hate.
Noda oriole is worried, and the owner of the mountain pavilion is in love.
Compared with this thing, Zhuang Zhoumeng is not successful.