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

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

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

crystal clear,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

The stream is microwaved,

danced lightly,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

lush water pnts,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

A breeze blows,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The flowers follow the breeze,

Bend it now and then,

into the stream,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

Watg the outside world carefully,

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

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

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

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

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

sometimes lift it up,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

water waves on the creek,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

stream beside the lotus pond,