over the creek,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
into the stream,
The flowers follow the breeze,
danced lightly,
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
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
Through the "brain wave identification system",
Then walk into the saloon on the 1st floor,
The door is a mist of invisible people spraying down from the ceiling,
On the left and right sides of the inner door, there are rotating heron nterns that imitate the paintings of dies.