At a glance, the sheep, like the sky's white clouds fell in the jagged (lín) ranges (xún) of the mountain rocks; deer, like the Milky Way stars scattered in the dense forests; horses, like the angel's fingertips floating in the cēn (cī) of the grasses; cattle, like the fairy's colorful silk set (xiāng) in the crystal bright stream side.
You blink, and the wind on the grassland whistles with the song, and the little boys who graze the cows and sheep sing a long tune and come riding on their resident horses! The larks and larks in the sky fluttered and whinnied, and the little girl who tamed the deer and horses whistled and came over with a broken step!
You blink again, and the sheep come running down from the azure sky; the deer leap out of the ochre-brown forest; the horses leap up from the emerald-green grass; and the cattle trickle through the crystal-white water.
You blink again, and the golden light, that is the golden haze reflecting on the little boy's golden girdle; the flowers, that is the blooming santan lining the little girl's floral headscarf.
The wind gusts, the grass waves rolling, like a green ocean as far as the eye can see; white yurts, stars, like white sails in the ocean, they are riding the wind and waves, toward a better future!