With a cheesy phrase and action Or a memory of some kind Butterflies corrode your stomach From the very sight of him far away And you can’t help but rehearse everything you are about to say A drug is something which alters your body ...
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Ardently Love Rating:★5.0 In the plum garden, flowers fragrant, bees and butterflies come early In the spring river, water warm, ducks and geese first know All my life ardently love lyre-playing, chess, calligraphy and painting At dusk aloud recite articles, poems and lyrics ...
Its fragrance fills the air, so sweet and so divine, It attracts the bees, it attracts the butterflies, It dances in the wind, it shines in the sun, It is the queen of flowers, the pride of everyone. Oh, rose, oh rose, how lovely you are, You symbolize the love, you symbolize ...
In her recent book (Not) My Poem, she demonstrates that her love of poetry and her love of writing poetry can reach and touch any reader. In these poems about dreams and bread and lovers and clouds and philosophers and butterflies and more, she touches on all those things that connect ...
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I'll tell you about the butterflies and the bees Now I am still young forever Grow old with you? That never! Don't pick off my very youth seek among the olds your truth Come on old man, sit next to me, don't go to the south sit next to me, not on my knees, I'll kiss ...
I love the open sea I love the forest I love the bumblebees I love the stars above When night turns into day Boom-dee-a-da Boom-dee-a-da Boom-dee-a-da Boom-dee Boom-dee-a-da Boom-dee-a-da I love the sunshine I love the butterflies ...
To make the situation more miserable is the spotting of a pair of resting butterflies in the spring bushes. The butterflies have their partners, however, the poet was alone, all alone by himself in the empty world .. Poem translated and analyzed by Shu ...
I remember the soda shop that Robbie Nelson and I used to frequent on the corner near the theater, but that was before the war you understand. My, you’re a bit paler specimen aren’t you, dearie?—and so much smaller than the other butterflies. So fragile—just come from your cocoon...