Like butterflies, they flap in blue, clear sky,
Their golden leaves can buds and blooms outshine;
Outgrown their greenness, in brocade so fine,
Lo, they invite folk's gazes n' praises high!
Nov.30th,2011.
翩翩小蝶舞清天,
金叶胜花一树灿。
退尽青涩见锦秀,
引得行人驻足叹!
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