The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
Compose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
The reeds sway in the evening wind,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
Occasionally there are fish jumping out of the water,
The fish swam to the surface in groups,
sometimes lift it up,
Turned over and fell into the water again,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
The mirror-like surface of the water undulates,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
There is a bridge over the creek,
The flowers follow the breeze,
Arouse circles of ripples,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
Breathing in the fresh air with your mouth open,
The splash of the creek and the fine grain of sand,
Bend it now and then,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
Watching the outside world carefully,
lush water plants,
Glittering in the faint starlight,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
water waves on the creek,
Can' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
Knead out some fine murmurs,
spring,
A breeze blows,
Room equipment of 147 Hot
danced lightly,
into the stream,