It's all one flower.

The old senator stretched his spine and scratched the chords.

Refreshing the moist air, fingers full of muscle wrinkles spin bright and light national health gymnastics songs.

As soon as the prelude began, the four girls smiled brighter than a bouquet of flowers, singing in a white-walled room with high ceilings.

Nemolaris, Nemolaris, Fnaris, it's the island of Lacus.

Lanterna, Artel, the shoreline was one.

Stand by the lake.

Find new days, connect hands with everyone.

Make your thoughts a song tomorrow.

Everybody's got a strong wish.

Give me the courage, sing. Here.

Until the day the dream of a peaceful future comes true.

To coincide with the poem that Nemoralis refugee children say was made, the girls change their expressions, guide the beholder with their gaze, and sprinkle their charm and affection with a little trick.

Speaking of songs, live music for feasts, concerts, radio and records were at the centre. For the Nemoralists, the diverse visual effects they added to the songs were fresh and had something to keep an eye on.

Nemolaris, Nemolaris, Fnaris, it's the island of Lacus.

Lanterna, Artel, the shoreline was one.

Sad memories. Come on, wipe your tears.

Real friends, including the difference.

Create one ring with a lowered fist

Connect. With that hand. Now we're going for one thing together.

Believe everyone, shining song. Here.

I'm not giving up my dream of a peaceful future.

The girls wipe their tears as the lyrics say in a yarnless motion, gaze at each other, smile at each other, let their fists go up and down, hold the bouquet of flowers lightly aside and join hands into a circle.

I singed with my eyes as I pointed out a point with my hand that I was there and spoke to a viewer who was not here.

It doesn't matter if you have magic or not, you're one people.

Oak (Kashi) and Star Road Lake Lu are also allies

We're going to make a happy smile.

Let's hope it lasts forever.

Everything is one equally important

Let's all sing this song.

Give hope, sing a song. Here.

Dreams of a peaceful future come true.

Let's have a happy flower tomorrow.

Pinch and lift the end of the oak leafy band, then release your hands at chest height and draw the ellipse of the path of the holy star with your fingers. I bounced the flowers to match the singing of "Everything is One” and put them together.

Archione and Asterope kneel (on their knees) as they repossess the bouquet of flowers with their hands and sing. He held a bouquet of flowers with one hand and an end of a dark green belt with the other, and hoisted a bouquet of flowers together with the two minutes behind him, singing him the last verse.

The two behind him also had the edge of their belts and continued to smile like flowers until the harp's finish disappeared in four green spreading poses.

After the finish disappears, put it down for one breath and the recording clerk sends an end signal. The girls exhaled at the same time and lost their posture. Archione stands up and looks at Senator Lacueus and the recording clerk as he pays his hem.

"How was it?

"No way, I don't think I can make it this far in bump production. Hats off."

"It's awesome, you guys! You can go without a retake with this. Then I'll send it to Mr. Lazolnik!

The recorder said to the girls with a cheerful face, leaving with the shooting equipment. The two remaining attendants collect the bouquet of flowers in a cage and open the window. The scent of flowers was scratched by the wind from the lake and felt firmly.

"The dialogue was a bump, but there was a campe, and we were all thinking about swinging the song."

Elektra said it was obvious and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. After practicing with Senator Laqueus, he said he thought about it one by one on his way back to the house where each of them was hidden.

"National health gymnastics itself is fine for those who know the original song, but I was worried about how to appeal to the younger generation who don't know gymnastics."

"This is perfect. Hey?"

Asterope turns his uncontrolled smile to the attendants. The two shifted their gaze from the blonde girl's busty chest and nodded silently. Tygeta sighs small and Archione turns to Senator Lacueus.

"Teacher Laqueus, tell us about that gymnastics, too. Next, put on your gymnastics clothes and play both songs and gymnastics."

"Non is already demonstrating, so let's ask Asakor to arrange someone who can teach gymnastics."

Senator Laqueus, over ninety, smiled bitterly, but promised to respond to their enthusiasm.

"And you were singing about to make it, and you were looking for lyrics, right?

"Oh, we're gathered, but we're still far from finished."

"Let's also make a video of that call"

Suggested one after the other by Archione, Rep. Lacueus unexpectedly looked at the young attendant. The youth of the Nemoralis Construction Industry Association say nothing but return the gaze of perplexity. I guess they're not familiar with shooting or editing footage that isn't the main business.

"Hmm. What kind of footage is that?

"We'll just have one round of flowers for the four of us and sing to where the lyrics are"

"Hmm."

"Later, I'm going to sit still in that pose until the harp is over, and finally, I'm going to say, 'Tell me the lyrics you thought of'."

"Is that all?

When Councilman Laqueus was surprised by the unsatisfactory content, Archione said as he raised his index finger and imitated writing in the universe.

"I'll have the characters (covered) later on in the editing. Until I'm singing, the lyrics are terrop, the silence is all the lyrics I've ever gathered, in different colors, in different fonts, and I say," I'm here now. "

"I see. Okay, let's ask the others."

Imagining something like the film's staff roll, Senator Laqueus responded with admiration to the flexible ideas of the young Artelians.