Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
The meaning of this poem is-
The roadside around Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressing the branches. Butterflies don't want to hover in the flowers, and free little orioles keep singing in the flowers.