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