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