Morning 02(2/7)

Watching the outside world carefully,

There is a bridge over the creek,

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

danced lightly,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

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

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

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The flowers follow the breeze,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

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into the stream,

p;lift it up,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,