lush water pnts,

small stream beside the lotus pond,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

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

The flowers follow the breeze,

Watg the outside world carefully,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

into the stream,

The stream is microwaved,

A breeze blows,

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

There is a bridge over the creek,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

danced lightly,

crystal clear,

Bend it now and then,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

sometimes lift it up,

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

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

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

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

water waves on the creek,