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(Original poem) White butterfly

The crescent is very small

The wind on the summer night is also very small, and it walks slowly

A small white butterfly

The bed had already been chosen.

Tiptoeing on the petals of the pear blossom

The pollen was so thick that the insects sleeping in the petals coughed

The white butterfly stretched out its thin claws to cover the insect's mouth

The bad ant heard

Looking up, I didn't see a white butterfly

The white of the white butterfly and the white of the pear blossom emit a bright light

Look at the face of the ant

(Original poem) White butterfly
(Original poem) White butterfly
(Original poem) White butterfly
(Original poem) White butterfly

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