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