Poetry about butterflies 1: Which song of White Butterfly belongs to you? In the sound of hooves,
Into a desolate serenade,
It's just that I forgot to turn off the wind,
It sneaked out of the valley,
Brush your heavy skirt,
Just brushed off a magnolia flower,
In its petals
The hidden white butterfly,
They fly in the starry night sky,
Form a long belt,
A head sprouted slowly in the palm of your hand,
On the other hand, it grew wildly during my adventure,
Linked to its future,
The color of the man's heart and life on board.
When the wind of darkness rises,
The rain chain bit the ribbon,
Those white butterflies that belong to you are torn by the wind,
Break into leaves,
Fell on the combat knife on my waist,
Into waves,
Attack thin ships,
The butterfly's wings fell in the air!
Every piece is my broken heart.
Poetry 2 describes butterflies: butterflies in dreams. You are butterflies in dreams.
Flying around,
That beautiful flowered skirt,
Blinking with countless reasons,
Let me guess.
In that forest,
You caught a weak willow tree,
All the reasons,
I saw through all this,
Falling gently,
Branches of love.
You didn't stop,
Always looking for the tenderness of willows,
As if falling into a dream,
Taste the beauty of love.
Poetry 3 about butterflies: butterflies, if I appreciate them,
Then you must have given hope,
In the vast sea of people,
Look at me and smile.
This is the most beautiful season,
Winter jasmine is in full bloom,
Cluster,
Surrounded by cool fragrance,
In your eyes,
In my heart.
Every time I see this color,
I thought of you,
Thinking about this season,
On the stage where you dance,
Layer by layer,
Be elated.
Poetry 4 describes butterflies: butterflies, butterflies,
Are you an angel sent by God to call me?
I smiled when I saw you,
But my heart is crying,
I lied to God,
I'm afraid god will find out.
Oh, butterflies,
Can I make an appointment with you?
I will tell you my secret,
You tell me your secret,
In the name of my life and your wings,
We will never tell each other's secrets to anyone.
Oh, butterflies,
If one day I lose my way,
Will you laugh at me?
Will you show me the way?
Please tell me,
What do lost children need most?
Oh, butterflies,
How charming your dancing is,
Now I want to be one with you,
I seem to feel that my soul is leaving my body,
He slowly turned into a butterfly,
Then you fly to the sky together.