Hot Spring BB 02(2/7)

into the stream,

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,

; Naughty blowing little bubbles,

Watching the outside world carefully,

sometimes lift it up,

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

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in  

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The flowers follow the breeze,

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

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

There is a bridge over the creek,

danced lightly,

Bend it now and then,