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