Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

The flowers follow the breeze,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

There is a bridge over the creek,

danced lightly,

small stream beside the lotus pond,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

crystal clear,

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

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

Watg the outside world carefully,

into the stream,

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

sometimes lift it up,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

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

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

water waves on the creek,

lush water pnts,

The stream is microwaved,

Bend it now and then,

A breeze blows,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,