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