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