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