lush water plants,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
water waves on the creek,
Occasionally there are fish jumping out of the water,
The mirror-like surface of the water undulates,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
danced lightly,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
Compose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
Glittering in the faint starlight,
Turned over and fell into the water again,
Breathing in the fresh air with your mouth open,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
Arouse circles of ripples,
Bend it now and then,
spring,
The flowers follow the breeze,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
Can' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
into the stream,
A breeze blows,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
The fish swam to the surface in groups,
There is a bridge over the creek,
sometimes lift it up,
Knead out some fine murmurs,
Room equipment of 147 Hot
The splash of the creek and the fine grain of sand,
The reeds sway in the evening wind,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
Watching the outside world carefully,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
Naughty blowing little bubbles,