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