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