In the morning, the sun opened its sleepy eyes. I took the cow and put on a straw hat and came to the endless fields. On the back of the cow, I played my beloved piccolo, and the melodious flute floated in the sky, which attracted the birds in the tree to sing; Two butterflies danced around me, just like two elves dancing for this song; The fish in the stream are also in droves, spitting bubbles, clapping for me like a group of enthusiastic audience. The rhythm of the flute becomes very light and cheerful at this time. I drove the cow to a clear stream and jumped off the cow's back. While the cow was drinking water, I held the water in my hand and splashed it on the cow's back. It shook its head and tail, as if staring at me, and I was playing with cows in the stream. I was tired of playing, so I rested in the big tree. Unconsciously, dusk is coming and the sun is about to set. I played my favorite flute and went home exhausted with the ox.
This fascinating piano piece is over, but the sound of the piano still reverberates in my mind for a long time. I feel the carefree and free atmosphere in the countryside, and the shepherd boy's simple and free, harmonious and happy life is enviable.