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