lush water pnts,

danced lightly,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The flowers follow the breeze,

The stream is microwaved,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

crystal clear,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

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

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

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

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

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

small stream beside the lotus pond,

Watg the outside world carefully,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

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

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

The grass that just sticks its head out,

sometimes lift it up,

Bend it now and then,

into the stream,

A breeze blows,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

water waves on the creek,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

There is a bridge over the creek,