As if singing the symphony of spring,

The flowers follow the breeze,

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

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

A breeze blows,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

small stream beside the lotus pond,

lush water pnts,

water waves on the creek,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

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

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

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

There is a bridge over the creek,

Bend it now and then,

crystal clear,

sometimes lift it up,

Watg the outside world carefully,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

into the stream,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

danced lightly,

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

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

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

The stream is microwaved,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,