A bee led the way to the source of the Liuhe River,
shaking off the fragrance,
letting swarms of butterflies come smelling the fragrance,
Become a fairy.
Oh, the overwhelming butterflies,
weave the colorful clouds into a beautiful paradise,
The flowers are mysteriously blooming, and the bees linger in the pink pistils,
The paradise of love is always endless lingering.
Every time I walk by it,
it doesn’t even look at me,
holding spring in its hands alone,
Sprinkle love into the world, untainted by dust.
Oh, the Phalaenopsis in the dream,
Long time no see, do you know how much I miss you?
Can you let me live there?
For now, live inside a flower...