Seeing the countenance, it instantly rises. It flies round, and by and by settles. The Master said, ‘There is the hen-pheasant on the hill bridge. At its season! At its season!’ Zi Lu made a motion to it. Thrice it smelled him and then rose.
色斯举矣，翔而后集。曰：“山梁雌雉，时哉！时哉！”子路共之，三嗅而作。
Source: The Analects, Xiang Dang X, Chapter 18
Author: The Compilers & Confucius
