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