Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

Watg the outside world carefully,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,

The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,

into the stream,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

lush water pnts,

The stream is microwaved,

There is a bridge over the creek,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,

't tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

A breeze blows,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream,

Bend it now and then,

water waves on the creek,

danced lightly,

The flowers follow the breeze,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

sometimes lift it up,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

small stream beside the lotus pond,

crystal clear,