——Butterfly Loves Flowers——
Dispelling smoke over the sun in spring. Pretty trees of ink. Cloud pass by old tea. Silver sky that broken leads distant sea. Whom the wind flew with was leaving. ——
Steed in black still follow his king. A dream in lake. Later birds as before sing. Eternal song never corrupt from dark evening. Trumpeters calling them to proceed with going.——
Viễn dương 2024 7 3
Dispelling smoke over the sun in spring. Pretty trees of ink. Cloud pass by old tea. Silver sky that broken leads distant sea. Whom the wind flew with was leaving. ——
Steed in black still follow his king. A dream in lake. Later birds as before sing. Eternal song never corrupt from dark evening. Trumpeters calling them to proceed with going.——
Viễn dương 2024 7 3
