attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

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

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

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

sometimes lift it up,

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

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

Bend it now and then,

Watg the outside world carefully,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

crystal clear,

There is a bridge over the creek,

danced lightly,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The stream is microwaved,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

stream beside the lotus pond,

A breeze blows,

lush water pnts,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The flowers follow the breeze,

into the stream,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

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

water waves on the creek,