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