Swallows travel with the sun.

Swallows in the sun.

Swallow, looking forward to flying in the sun.

Be a "swallow" spreading sunshine.

Swallows are bathed in the sun, dazzling.

"Swallow" is ripe and "sunshine" is warm.

Man: I like, like the little swallow in my heart! ! ! In my heart, there will always be a swallow like a lark! ! ! In my heart, in my heart! ! !

Woman: How I wish you had given me every ray of sunshine in the world. You give it to me every time I laugh; You gave me every inch of my happy time; My brother! ! ! How much joy, how much sadness, let me think, let me think.

Before I got up in the morning, the crisp song of swallows floated into my room and woke me up from my sleep. When I opened my sleepy eyes, I found it was three o'clock. The bright sunshine flooded into my room and climbed onto my bed gradually, like a loving mother stroking her child with her warm big hand.