Oh, who is slow in softly language? Open your eyes, but is several pretty flowers in the bushes towards you blink eyes laughing. Poke grass to search, hey, this green palace was hiding many flowers, drifts into fluff, smile, quietly elegant, beautiful and colorful. The stars are hiding in the grass or fairy's shoes hide carelessly fall? The night is god of colorful dream, wake up here? Loss The emerald green reflects the light of red, pink, yellow, jiao jiao faint blue... Don't YaoYe, doesn't the leading role, like green cloud HuaYing adorning colour, and the grass together a beautiful poem.












