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