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