lush water pnts,

sometimes lift it up,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The flowers follow the breeze,

into the stream,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

Bend it now and then,

crystal clear,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

The stream is microwaved,

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

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

A breeze blows,

stream beside the lotus pond,

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

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

Glittering in the faint starlight,

danced lightly,

water waves on the creek,

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

As if singing the symphony of spring,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

Watg the outside world carefully,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.