The wind, very carefully, brings a bird and does not destroy the tranquility of the night. The bird, very carefully, perched on the tree, not disturbing Ye's dream. Birds, stop singing, this night is very quiet, like a well-behaved sleeping baby in the mother's arms. The ground was covered with shining silver coins, and the bird remained motionless, like a wise man, refusing the temptation. However, the bird cannot refuse the sky. In this quiet night, the bird is dreaming about the blue sky...