danced lightly,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
Bend it now and then,
The mirror-like surface of the water undulates,
The reeds sway in the evening wind,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
Arouse circles of ripples,
Turned over and fell into the water again,
hony of spring,
Knead out some fine murmurs,
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The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
Compose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
The fish swam to the surface in groups,
Can' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
The flowers follow the breeze,
water waves on the creek,
The splash of the creek and the fine grain of sand,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
Breathing in the fresh air with your mouth open,
Watching the outside world carefully,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
lush water plants,
Glittering in the faint starlight,
sometimes lift it up,
Occasionally there are fish jumping out of the water,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
There is a bridge over the creek,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
into the stream,
A breeze blows,