l*****d
发帖数: 7963 | 1 A butterfly was crossing the apple yard,
she remembered she had been here in the spring.
On the top of the dogwood there she used to stand,
As a worm, she thought she was the creator of the world.
Butterfly with jade wings,
In the raining days she hided beneath the swings.
I heard her laughs but could't see her,
In my dream I have been waiting for her appearance. | l*****d
发帖数: 7963 | | p*********y
发帖数: 1617 | 3 写景，写物，写自然大概也挺好。
我见不得那些苦楚的，深情的句子，每看一首，就变得很感性，我其实就是个大俗人。
【在 l*****d 的大作中提到】
: A butterfly was crossing the apple yard,
: she remembered she had been here in the spring.
: On the top of the dogwood there she used to stand,
: As a worm, she thought she was the creator of the world.
: Butterfly with jade wings,
: In the raining days she hided beneath the swings.
: I heard her laughs but could't see her,
: In my dream I have been waiting for her appearance.
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