Once upon a time, there was a little girl.
She lived in a big garden house.
Large garden full of flowers.
The girl is timid, love to cry, magical is, her tears is sweet.
She cried enough will erase tears ran to the garden and lie down.
Spring, the garden is full of butterflies.
One day, her as usual after crying and lay down in the garden.
She wiped the tears away from my eyes, face is still wet, but she just want to lie down for a while, just for a moment.
She fell asleep. She felt the face itch, with a scratch, but found she caught a butterfly, pale yellow butterfly.
She smiled, the butterfly landed on her sweet spot suffused with tears. Butterfly crawling, like licking her face. Then, the girl cried more frequently, she likes all kinds of butterflies stop at her face
One day, the girl cried not wipe away the tears. As usual, she lay down in the garden, when her Butterfly
She saw many butterflies fly over, fell on her cheek, jaw, lips. It was crowded with butterfly
Suddenly, the butterflies are crawling to her eyes, butterfly kiss her eyes, brushed her eyelashes. This, they know the sweet tears come from where.
They fall over each other to climb into the girl's eyes, the girl screamed and clapped her eyes
But they don't pay attention to her, they are happy dancing, drilled, squeezed out of the girl's eyes
Blood gushed out from the empty orbital, butterflies taste
Hey, this is also a sweet girl cried out in pain, roll. The butterfly flew into her mouth, flew into her body. Yes, there is sweet.
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