attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

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

sometimes lift it up,

The stream is microwaved,

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

A breeze blows,

into the stream,

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

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

lush water pnts,

danced lightly,

Watg the outside world carefully,

Bend it now and then,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

There is a bridge over the creek,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

crystal clear,

water waves on the creek,

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

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

The flowers follow the breeze,

small stream beside the lotus pond,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,