Butterfly love flower spring river Qian light rain soft wind comb small courtyard, a tree of pear blossoms, always provoke frost butterfly love. The search for incense in the twilight is tireless, which attracts the inker to shake the fan slightly. The fog covers the spring river as white as practice, flowing to the end of the world and not seeing each other at all.
Butterflies love flowers
Chun Jiang Qian
Light rain soft breeze comb small courtyard,
A tree of pear blossoms,
Always frost butterfly love .
The search for incense in the twilight is tireless,
Attract the inker to shake the fan gently.
Fog covers the spring river white as practice,
Flow to the end of the world,
Never see each other.
The geometry of the world does not change,
Only amphibian swallows on the beam.
Butterfly love flower spring river Qian light rain soft wind comb small courtyard, a tree of pear blossoms, always provoke frost butterfly love. The search for incense in the twilight is tireless, which attracts the inker to shake the fan slightly. The fog covers the spring river as white as practice, flowing to the end of the world and not seeing each other at all.
Butterfly love flower spring river Qian light rain soft wind comb small courtyard, a tree of pear blossoms, always provoke frost butterfly love. The search for incense in the twilight is tireless, which attracts the inker to shake the fan slightly. The fog covers the spring river as white as practice, flowing to the end of the world and not seeing each other at all.
Butterfly love flower spring river Qian light rain soft wind comb small courtyard, a tree of pear blossoms, always provoke frost butterfly love. The search for incense in the twilight is tireless, which attracts the inker to shake the fan slightly. The fog covers the spring river as white as practice, flowing to the end of the world and not seeing each other at all.
Butterfly love flower spring river Qian light rain soft wind comb small courtyard, a tree of pear blossoms, always provoke frost butterfly love. The search for incense in the twilight is tireless, which attracts the inker to shake the fan slightly. The fog covers the spring river as white as practice, flowing to the end of the world and not seeing each other at all.
One day in the autumn of 2010, I saw Hu Shi on the Internet criticizing Chairman Mao's "Butterfly Love Flower - You Xian" (later changed to "Butterfly Love Flower - Answer to Li Shuyi") in his diary in March 1959, saying: "...