The butterfly keeps on flying in front of the flowers and moonlight, mesmerizing everyone.
I am like a butterfly flying, flying to the south and the north.
You hold the fragrance of flowers on your body and wait for the return of a beautiful woman.
The autumn colors of September are beautiful, and the butterflies in my dreams are flying everywhere.
The flowers are blooming everywhere, but you are flying in the bushes.
The feeling of seeing each other is really beautiful, and I'm flying together to pick the stamens of flowers.
You're chasing me and you want to go home with me.
Pick up the stamens and go home
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