When then the breezes blow soft as a butterfly's wing, Mulan strolls in the garden 'midst the pleasures of spring. Her satin skirts shimmer in the bright eye of the sun, and her ribbons are printed with sprays of the plum. With her parasol she walks beneath willows and pines, while in the quiet of morning a garden bell chimes- And her ancestors whisper as pale petals fall, "Spring Blossom® Mulan is the most precious of all!"
