Morning 02(2/7)

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

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The grass that just sticks its head out,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

danced lightly,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

The flowers follow the breeze,

There is a bridge over the creek,

Watching the outside world carefully,

into the stream,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

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