The silent, in the old dynasty's pond
Where it's been breezing by the light wind.
A female Buddhist stretch her tongue
And the clear redolence is flung.
Seo-Dong(Dioscorea-boy) picks up a red lotus flower
And presents it to Seon-Hwa(Pretty-flower) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem