? Feathers are like gauze clothes, and wings are like fan feathers.
? Lonely white figure, slowly like snow.
? Where does the egret fly? I'm afraid I don't know.
? Only pure souls are still flying in the air.
? Slowly floating people's hearts makes me yearn.
? In the crisp autumn season, a flock of egrets fly from the sky to the water. When they are free, they take a look at autumn water from time to time. Egrets flapping their wings, just like Kongming's feather fan, they are outside the cloud nine. Its withered feathers spread back and scattered all over the floor. The lonely and white figure of the egret is like the frost and snow falling slowly.
Bailu, Egret, where are you going? I'm afraid the gods in the sky don't know either. Only your pure and free soul is still flying, slowly drifting into people's hearts, making me yearn for it.