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