1. Fire Bird
-. Xiang! Where are you going ?
-. I am going to fly where the light is born to embrace it.
-. Xiang! We do not have the wings.
-. I understand.
Flying my wings in light,
A fragrant flower that blooms in my soul.
-. Xiang! Xiang!
…
-. You are foolish.
You, you !
If you fly then you will be all burnt.
