peacock

This is the season of love,

You unfold the image of beauty, kindness, and luxury,

The green feathers have a metallic sheen,

The tail feathers are lengthened to form a huge fan-shaped screen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The five-colored golden feathers trembled gently,

Like a colorful fan, spread in the wind,

Reveal the most beautiful picture,

Blend into the green mountains and green waters,

Behold, this splendid sight seems to come from heaven.

Gorgeous you, quietly came to the river,

Wandering alone and hesitating,

Shadows shimmer in the water waves.

You suddenly look up,

Singing the song of love flying in the air,

Like a beautiful rainbow,

Like a romantic cloud,

Against that vast background,

Leave your chic figure.

You slowly fold your wings and land in the flutter,

Like a dazzling flower

You fall gently,

Bring many colorful views.

You gaze at the blue sky,

Looking at the delicate face of the sky,

Gradually immersed in endless fantasies......

The fiery berries are ripe,

They swayed in the branches,

Pouring out love, longing and hope,

The elegant sound of the piano flows lightly in the ears,

Those beating notes are like youth,

Like a flame, like the passion of legend.

Listen, this is the sound of harmony that Heaven has given to the earth,

Fly in the air, all the way to the longing mind,

Stop there and glow for a long time.

You comb the golden-green velvet,

And then there was a rustling sound,

These feathers come in a brilliant variety of colors,

Purple, blue, red, yellow,

Encrusted with a gem-like glow.

You choose to fly,

With your dazzling state of life,

Pursue a love like a flame,

Pursue the most beautiful ideal in your heart,

You fly, fly, spread your wings lightly.