蝴蝶谁在阳光之下将小提琴缓缓拉响,音符流动,庄周的梦幻,梁祝的痴迷,谁的心弦在轻轻颤动?而春天如此温暖,那些斑斓的蝶呀,在大地这绿色的舞台之上,翩翩舞蹈,目光丰腴,来得比爱人的秋波更加轻盈,更加迷离。我的心脏在加速跳动,我的躯体在轻轻颤抖,你这娇艳的精灵啊,难道我的魂灵就 Butterfly Who is the violin in the sun slowly ringing, notes flowing, Zhuang Zhou dream, Liangzhu obsession, who’s heart trembling gently? The spring is so warm, those gorgeous butterfly, in the earth this green stage Above, dances, looks plump, come more than the lover’s Qiu wave more light, more blurred. My heart is beating at an accelerating speed, my body trembling softly, you tender tender elves, is my soul