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