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