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