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