Butterfly sand
I was a frequent flowers butterflies,
Have enjoyed the beautiful flowers,
Praise ..............
Even small roadside wildflowers,
I would also delighted.
Day, a sand into my world,
The sky is no longer blue, and flowers are no longer gorgeous,
Mengranjian bearings, and she is the I waited.
Melatonin is a hypocritical wings,
I hope that has not been modified by their own touched her,
In their own way towards the direction to catch her,
Lonely in the desert to go through,
She looks forward to the back ..........
Hard yellow sand gradually Modiao most weak jacket,
Maybe tomorrow I will have had the beautiful wings,
But under the cloak of gorgeous Kugao is the soul
When rising in the morning glow red eyes repeat rigid smile,
Lonely fly to the edge of the desert,
. Waited in mind the loss of places
沙的蝴蝶
我是一只流连百花的蝴蝶，
一直欣赏着百花的艳丽，
赞叹..............
哪怕是路边的小野花，
也会让我欣喜。
一天，一粒沙闯进了我的世界，
天空不再蓝，百花也不再绚烂，
猛然间醒悟，她才是我所守候的。
褪却了虚伪的翅膀，
我希望用不曾修饰的自己打动她，
以自己的方式奔向她坠去的方向，
孤寂地穿行在沙漠中，
期待着她的回来..........
坚硬的黄沙渐渐磨掉最柔弱的外衣，
或许明天的我又将拥有曾经美丽的翅膀，
但在华丽的外衣之下已是枯槁的灵魂，
在朝霞升起时以红肿的双眼重复着僵化的笑容，
孤寂地飞翔在大漠的边缘，


又是一年 哥来过