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

The grass that just sticks its head out,

stream beside the lotus pond,

danced lightly,

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

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

lush water pnts,

The stream is microwaved,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

There is a bridge over the creek,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

sometimes lift it up,

A breeze blows,

Bend it now and then,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

water waves on the creek,

Watg the outside world carefully,

into the stream,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The flowers follow the breeze,

crystal clear,

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

Glittering in the faint starlight,