A butterfly floats and sings towards the apple blossom for a period of time

A butterfly floats, from the vast and ancient

Because of love, because of desire, anchored in spring

Towards the apple blossoms, towards the apple forest

Singing a song about the evolution of the times

The darkness has been overcome, the rising sun is at the window

Writing a brightness, a softness of feeling, weeping the years

The clouds are over the hedge wall, the fragrance is still a little cold

Where is the countryside, the landscape is in the painting, life keeps awakening

A smile occupies the world

Listening to the footsteps brings the heart and the universe closer together

At this moment, the mountains and rivers in the north and south have legendary stories

Splendid thoughts resonate with the sound of insects penetrating the leaf surface

The twisted era, the beanstalk tips, corrects the history

The small village of early cooking, the city far away, spread out

Between the tender pistil and the butterfly's tentacles, a free world is built

A bird's cry, which stirs the soul

The earth that has been quiet for a long time, the sky is broken

Stepping over the remaining snow, freeing the longing under the ice

Calling the sun softly, the season sits leisurely on the fruit

Choose the right East, cut a colorful eye, open a new era