215 Anhui College Entrance Examination Zero Composition: Dream Butterfly (Tibetan Poem)
Dedicated to studying hard, there are beautiful people like butterflies at home. Going in and out of Zhuang Zhou's dreams, I will dance my wings and think innocently.
who knows whether it is concave or convex, and who is the color and the formula. Breaking the cocoon and going to the cocoon, the topic is Ropa's complex.
There's something fishy under the microscope, and Lian Pian Liying is the most coquettish. Continued Liang Zhu's leading edge, two of a kind remembers half a night.
in the past 18 miles, we have seen the wind cool and the moon high. Being sent to wipe tears is so emotional that it is rated as a legend.
To weave a butterfly dream for you is the most important thing. Strange fate tells all the tears, and it hurts in the early summer.
high school fame is often muse, and he was admitted to the golden list to seek the phoenix. He wrote a wonderful article, and his literary talent surprised the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Andrew Zhu Yan will accompany you in this life. Who will grind the ink inkstone? People are like the bright moon in the sky, and you can't kiss Fangze if you want.
The ivory hairpin is surrounded by gold cymbals, while the mechanical forest is full of gratitude. It hurts the most to think about Zhu Yan when you are wide-minded and have a catnap.
as straight as a butterfly, the letter on the other side of this bank smells bad. There is nowhere to send all kinds of stationery, and it is not fascinating to sell butterfly wings.
It's as cool as water by the moonlight in the evening, and there are traces on the music. There is pepper in the pit, and it is clear that the grass is Iraqi.
after reading the ancient books, the songs in Guangling are full of joy. Kao Yun wandered in the stream, and when he was born, he became married in Qinglu.
You are infatuated with Yingtai, but you know that I am a Sambo. The Taoist priest made an appointment with you, but I didn't see you until I remembered the beginning.
I'm a butterfly flying all over the place, just to meet your husband. I don't complain if I can book three lives with you.
the sound of heartbroken words is soft, and it sounds like a swallow in Palau. Peach blossoms were opened for me last year. Where did you become a fairy visitor?
See Peach Blossom immediately yesterday, and reined in and asked whose home you were. The person who sent the hook every other seat was not there, and the poem on the wall was Jianjia.