Prompt: I saw a butterfly landing on a flower today. It had really pretty colors on its wings. I wondered, why do butterflies have such colorful wings? Then when I was playing in the backyard, I noticed ants carrying food back to their hill. They were working really hard! I asked Mommy, why do ants always carry things? There was also some birds singing loud in the big tree. One bird song sounded different than the others. I asked Daddy, how come bird songs are not all the same? The sky was dark but then I looked up and saw the moon. It was bright and round in the sky. I asked Grandma, where does the moon come from? I hope she can explain it so I can understand. I want to learn more about the amazing world around me
Prompt: In the realm of simplicity, a butterfly's grace, A logo unfolds, a delicate embrace. With wings so light, like whispers in the air, A symbol of elegance, beyond compare. Its form, a dance of lines so fine, In subtlety, its beauty does entwine. A fluttering essence, a visual delight, An emblem of simplicity, taking flight. Sublime symmetry, a gentle curve, In each stroke, a grace that you observe. In colors subtle, yet vivid and bright, The butterfly logo takes its flight. A creature small, yet with profound allure, In simplicity, its essence pure. A whisper of nature, a design so true, The butterfly logo, a vision anew.
Prompt: In the realm of simplicity, a butterfly's essence takes flight, A logo, delicate and light, captivating at first sight. Its wings, a canvas of grace, painted with hues so fine, A dance of simplicity, a design that intertwines. Subtle lines trace the outline, with elegance they meet, No extravagance, just a symphony of form so sweet. A fluttering silhouette, a symbol of gentle delight, In its simplicity, it soars, a visual poetry in flight. The emblematic wings, a whisper in the breeze, An ode to simplicity, a logo that seeks to please. Uncomplicated beauty, in every stroke it gleams, An extremely simple butterfly, woven into dreams.
Prompt: In a mysterious fairyland, there are beautiful and colorful flowers blooming, with petals emitting enchanting radiance. Within this realm resides a legendary and beautiful fairy named Flower. Her appearance resembles the vibrant flowers depicted in artwork, and she possesses magical powers that allow her to manipulate the forces of nature, making the blossoms even more splendid.
Prompt: Describe the scene in the following poem Birds are heard by the pool; flowers are scented in front of the garden.
Prompt: (Anime style) The little bee always buzzes and dances among the flowers, and one day she decides to go see further places. Through the woods and streams, she met many new friends, colorful like a rainbow. Finally, the little bee discovered that her flowers were the most beautiful home. She happily flew back and told the flowers her adventure story.
Prompt: In the realm where simplicity dances on delicate wings, A butterfly logo takes flight, a minimalist hymn it sings. With gentle strokes of design, elegance takes its stand, A creature of grace, crafted by a skilled hand. In the canvas of simplicity, colors unfold, Soft hues, like whispers, their stories told. Wings, a subtle embrace of form and line, In their simplicity, a beauty so divine. No intricate details clutter the visual song, Yet, in the simplicity, a timeless beauty is drawn. A symbol of metamorphosis, a tale to unfold, In the simplicity, a story beautifully told. This butterfly, so simple, yet profound, In its essence, beauty is unbound. A logo that flutters in the mind's eye, Simplicity, the artistry that makes it fly.
Prompt: One day, the little fox woke up and found that everything in the forest had become extremely quiet. There were no birds singing, no squirrels in the crowd, not even the twitching of the feathers. The little fox felt very strange, so he decided to explore what happened.
Prompt: One day, the little fox woke up and found that everything in the forest had become extremely quiet. There were no birds singing, no squirrels in the crowd, not even the twitching of the feathers. The little fox felt very strange, so he decided to explore what happened.
Prompt: Imagine a beautiful white bird flying in the sky. Use your favorite colors to draw a picture. You can use bright colors to make the bird look happy and vibrant
Prompt: A young girl，dressed in [color/style] clothes，walking in the forest，In the forest，sunlight filters through the leaves and shines on the ground， and the girl's footsteps make a rustling sound on the fallen leaves，The girl smiles and enjoys the beauty of nature，Birds sing in the branches, and a stream flows between the stones.The overall tone of the picture is [warm/cold], creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere，
Prompt: Colorful flowers emitting sweet fragrances. Little bee dancing among the flowers, collecting sweet nectar. Butterflies gracefully fluttering in the air, enjoying the warmth of the sun.
Prompt: Colorful flowers emitting sweet fragrances. Little bee dancing among the flowers, collecting sweet nectar. Butterflies gracefully fluttering in the air, enjoying the warmth of the sun.
Prompt: Cupid has blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. He had a lovely pair of wings that allowed him to fly through the air. The bow and arrows in his hands were made of laurel wood, and the arrows were made of honey and beeswax
Prompt: People will forget many things in this world. Whether it is big or small, good or bad, what you remember will be forgotten by others. You remember the things that others have forgotten. Memories are like a puzzle. You hold some puzzle pieces, and others also hold puzzle pieces. Only by working together can we piece together a somewhat complete memory. Now, both grandpa and grandma have been buried in the earth. The memories and stories about my growth have also been buried in the ground. When people are buried in the ground, there are still bones, and there are still people who care about them. Memories are gone when they are buried in the ground. Pencil drawing style. Chinese middle-aged man height:576
Prompt: People will forget many things in this world. Whether it is big or small, good or bad, what you remember will be forgotten by others. You remember the things that others have forgotten. Memories are like a puzzle. You hold some puzzle pieces, and others also hold puzzle pieces. Only by working together can we piece together a somewhat complete memory. Now, both grandpa and grandma have been buried in the earth. The memories and stories about my growth have also been buried in the ground. When people are buried in the ground, there are still bones, and there are still people who care about them. Memories are gone when they are buried in the ground. Pencil drawing style. Chinese middle-aged man ,without hands. not to old.light color
Prompt: People will forget many things in this world. Whether it is big or small, good or bad, what you remember will be forgotten by others. You remember the things that others have forgotten. Memories are like a puzzle. You hold some puzzle pieces, and others also hold puzzle pieces. Only by working together can we piece together a somewhat complete memory. Now, both grandpa and grandma have been buried in the earth. The memories and stories about my growth have also been buried in the ground. When people are buried in the ground, there are still bones, and there are still people who care about them. Memories are gone when they are buried in the ground.
Prompt: My heart is dull and my eyes are wavering I was alone in this world All I knew of spring was falling petals Every year, I was treated coldly
Prompt: Graceful butterflies, delicate wing patterns, mesmerizing flight. Ink wash techniques, fluid brushstrokes, ethereal transparency. Fluttering narratives, ephemeral moments, whimsical symphony. Intricate details, vibrant pigments, captivating portrayals. Botanical surroundings, blossoming blooms, symbiotic harmony. Metamorphic journeys, temporal beauty, ephemeral existence. Ink-washed gradients, iridescent impressions, transformative magic. Winged enchantments, artistic metamorphosis, captivating allure. Intertwined tales, nature's poetry, winged messengers. Butterfly reverie, delicate expressions, ink-drenched fantasies.
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: The little fox carried a small red backpack and explored through flowers and trees. On a green grassland, it met a colorful butterfly. The little fox danced with the butterfly and laughed happily without stopping.
Prompt: The little fox carried a small red backpack and explored through flowers and trees. On a green grassland, it met a colorful butterfly. The little fox danced with the butterfly and laughed happily without stopping.
Prompt: One day, the animals went on a trip. Little squirrel brought a basket of vegetables, pine cones, and meat; Little rabbit carried a big cabbage; Little cow brought some green grass; and many other animals like swans, elephants, monkeys, etc., came too. The animals started setting up tents and worked together to set up the tents. After the tents were set up, they had lunch together. Some washed vegetables, some lit the fire, some... At noon, everyone enjoyed a delicious lunch together.
Prompt: Water transparent Dragon made of pure water absolute beauty 3d.hd.incredibly creative water jets and splashes made with love .The background is a bright sunny day.The style is photorealism.
Prompt: 2D, personality: [Show a close-up shot of a baby's eyes opening wide with curiosity and wonder. Capture the innocence and excitement reflected in his gaze as he explores the world for the first time. The eyes should be the focus of the image, conveying the sense of curiosity and possibility. Use bright, vibrant colors to enhance the sense of wonder]unreal engine, hyper real --q 2 --v 5.2 --ar 16:9
Prompt: The spider and the wasp faced off in the corner of the room, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. The spider, its legs twitching with excitement, leaned forward, ready to pounce. The wasp, its wings buzzing angrily, darted back and forth, looking for an opening. Suddenly, the spider lunged forward, its fangs snapping shut just missing the wasp's thorax. The wasp narrowly avoided the attack, but it didn't let up, striking back with its stinger, missing the spider's head by mere millimeters. The battle raged on, the spider and wasp exchanging blows, each trying to gain the upper hand. In the end, the spider emerged victorious, its fangs sunk deep into the wasp's exoskeleton. The wasp, its wings limp and still, lay motionless on the ground, defeated. (closeup, 3/4 view, 3d, axiometric, curvilinear grunge industrial/architectural sharpie/charcoal/aerosol/stencil sketch, thick bold cursive lines, thick outlines, puce/rouge/aquamarine/naranja/cerise palette, wildstyle, (smudge:crosshatch:1.1) shading, high contrast, sharp focus, plain background, uhd, breathtaking, minimalist, hyperrealistic, masterpiece, yoshitaka amano, takashi okazaki, yuji kaida, hiroyuki nagashima, katsuhiro otomo, shinji takeuchi, tetsuya nomura, kentaro miura, yuji shiozaki, hideaki anno)
Prompt: The spider and the wasp faced off in the corner of the room, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. The spider, its legs twitching with excitement, leaned forward, ready to pounce. The wasp, its wings buzzing angrily, darted back and forth, looking for an opening. Suddenly, the spider lunged forward, its fangs snapping shut just missing the wasp's thorax. The wasp narrowly avoided the attack, but it didn't let up, striking back with its stinger, missing the spider's head by mere millimeters. The battle raged on, the spider and wasp exchanging blows, each trying to gain the upper hand. In the end, the spider emerged victorious, its fangs sunk deep into the wasp's exoskeleton. The wasp, its wings limp and still, lay motionless on the ground, defeated. (closeup, 3/4 view, 3d, axiometric, curvilinear grunge industrial/architectural sharpie/charcoal/aerosol/stencil sketch, thick bold cursive lines, thick outlines, puce/rouge/aquamarine/naranja/cerise palette, wildstyle, (smudge:crosshatch:1.1) shading, high contrast, sharp focus, plain background, uhd, breathtaking, minimalist, hyperrealistic, masterpiece, yoshitaka amano, takashi okazaki, yuji kaida, hiroyuki nagashima, katsuhiro otomo, shinji takeuchi, tetsuya nomura, kentaro miura, yuji shiozaki, hideaki anno)
Negative: nudity
Prompt: Autumn, the leaves are colorful, a leaf like a butterfly, to the earth weaving a golden carpet, so that the earth Gong put on a warm clothes. Autumn cool has just landed here, the heat is still hidden in the hospitality of the family. Back home on the way to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Prompt: an architectural diagram of a big kids playground, with an open gym, roof garden design
Style: Line Art
Prompt: Autumn sky, Autumn weeds, Autumn jungle, Autumn stream, Autumn color, Autumn breath. Ining He all chatting about the gift of a leaf of autumn. When the leaves as gorgeous as the sun and as golden as a butterfly drift down with the wind, all the pieces are flying passionately, and all my expectations and tenderness that I can't talk about are dissolved into this fall.
