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