danced lightly,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
Can' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
sometimes lift it up,
The flowers follow the breeze,
into the stream,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
There is a bridge over the creek,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
Write a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul...
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
Watching the outside world carefully,
now and then,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,