Willow catkins beat at the curtains, <br />Under sweltering spring clouds. <br />Screen of tortoise-shell <br />And dazzling clothes. <br /> <br />Butterflies from the eastern neighbour <br />Come fluttering to the west. <br />Today the young man has returned, <br />Riding his white steed.<br /><br />Li He<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterflies-dancing/
