lush water pnts,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

The stream is microwaved,

Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream,

Bend it now and then,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,

sometimes lift it up,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

't tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

into the stream,

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,

crystal clear,

danced lightly,

stream beside the lotus pond,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

A breeze blows,

water waves on the creek,

The flowers follow the breeze,

Watg the outside world carefully,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,