orng 02

orng 02

the sprg breeze is a little dap,

blow on the face,

but it&039;s a bit like the sll of tidbits brhg y face,

the d blows slowly over the river,

willow tree by the river,

as if drunk,

ntly dancg the branches vered with tender oil,

there is a sall strea beside the lot pond,

the strea is icrowaved,

crystal clear,

the und of rhg water is clear and pleasant,

as if sgg the syphony of sprg,

underwater sall fish swayg gracefully,

naughty blog little bubbles,

the d caressed all kds of flowers and pnts by the strea,

bend it now and then,

tis lift it up,

as if the earth was breathg rhythically,

the grass that jt sticks its head out,

watchg the outside world carefully,

there is a brid over the creek,

the long branches on the side of the brid hang a strg,

to the strea,

the flowers follow the breeze,

danced lightly,

the flowers are fragrant, the petals are ftterg,

attracted a dazzlg group of butterflies,

can&039;t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

the shirg light of fireflies shuttled through the grass

the cicadas on the trees and the frogs the lot pond,

like the lody of ical notes beatg on u-h,

pose a three-dinsional aniation that outles the ul,

kitty felt the warth of the o pp balls on her back agast shui i tao,

slowly turng around and wrappg the back of both hands around the back of shui i tao&039;s neck,

put your tongue to shui i tao&039;s outh,

nstantly rotatg fro shallow to deep,

that delicate tongue like a serpent,

roll and stir the war and sooth outh,

the wild ove shakes the ner depression,

one after another cense,

rollg slowly as the tongue ists,

shui i tao&039;s slender hands walked up and down kitty&039;s sooth back,

i saw kit