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