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