Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

crystal clear,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

A breeze blows,

lush water pnts,

The flowers follow the breeze,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The stream is microwaved,

Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,

Bend it now and then,

stream beside the lotus pond,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,

into the stream,

Watg the outside world carefully,

water waves on the creek,

danced lightly,

There is a bridge over the creek,

't tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,

sometimes lift it up,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

As if singing the symphony of spring,