The butterfly dreams of a home thousands of miles away, and the cuckoo branches watch the third night of the moon.
If you want to fight for the lightness of a butterfly, you will get sick if you don’t thank the catkins.
The singing oriole rings in the leaves, and the duck plays with butterflies among the flowers.
"Ode to Butterflies"
(Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi
Sometimes you can see it wildly following catkins,
Where can you find it when dancing into pear blossoms.
The spring evening breeze is warm and gentle on the river, and florists are chasing each other across the bridge.