into the stream,

danced lightly,

The stream is microwaved,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

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

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

crystal clear,

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

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

Glittering in the faint starlight,

Watching the outside world carefully,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Bend it now and then,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

Compose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

lush water plants,

water waves on the creek,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

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

The flowers follow the breeze,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

sometimes lift it up,

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

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

A breeze blows,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The mirror-like surface of the

The reeds sway in the evening wind,