Glittering in the faint starlight,

The stream is microwaved,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

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

crystal clear,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

stream beside the lotus pond,

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

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

sometimes lift it up,

The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

danced lightly,

lush water pnts,

Bend it now and then,

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

As if singing the symphony of spring,

The flowers follow the breeze,

into the stream,

water waves on the creek,

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

A breeze blows,

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

There is a bridge over the creek,

Watg the outside world carefully,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,