The mirror-like surface of the water undutes,

danced lightly,

stream beside the lotus pond,

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

Uer small fish swaying gracefully,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The flowers follow the breeze,

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

The grass that just sticks its head out,

A breeze blows,

The reeds sway in the evening wind,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

crystal clear,

Bend it now and then,

into the stream,

sometimes lift it up,

Glittering in the faint starlight,

lush water pnts,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

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

The stream is microwaved,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

There is a bridge over the creek,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

water waves on the creek,

Watg the outside world carefully,