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

stream beside the lotus pond,

Watg the outside world carefully,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

water waves on the creek,

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

crystal clear,

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

There is a bridge over the creek,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

Bend it now and then,

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

As if singing the symphony of spring,

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

A breeze blows,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

into the stream,

danced lightly,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

sometimes lift it up,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

lush water pnts,

The stream is microwaved,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The flowers follow the breeze,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,