attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
Arouse circles of ripples,
Bend it now and then,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
Glittering in the faint starlight,
danced lightly,
There is a bridge over the creek,
Turned over and fell into the water again,
lush water plants,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
spring,
The splash of the creek and the fine grain of sand,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
Knead out some fine murmurs,
Room equipment of 147 Hot
The reeds sway in the evening wind,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
Occasionally there are fish jumping out of the water,
Watching the outside world carefully,
sometimes lift it up,
A breeze blows,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
The mirror-like surface of the water undulates,
Breathing in the fresh air with your mouth open,
The flowers follow the breeze,
The fish swam to the surface in groups,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
water waves on the creek,
into the stream,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
Can' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
Compose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,