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

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

sometimes lift it up,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The stream is microwaved,

The flowers follow the breeze,

water waves on the creek,

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

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

stream beside the lotus pond,

crystal clear,

danced lightly,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

A breeze blows,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

Watg the outside world carefully,

lush water pnts,

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

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

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

into the stream,

Bend it now and then,

As if singing the symphony of spring,