Sejong 8 vocabulary · Lesson 5

Achimi doeja dongjjok haneur-eseo bulgeun haega himchage sosa-ollatda.

In the morning, the red sun rose powerfully in the eastern sky.

Eoduun bamhaneur-eul euneunhage bichuneun dalbichi mucheok areumdapda.

The moonlight that gently illuminates the dark night sky is very beautiful.

Gong-giga malgeun sigol bamhaneur-eneun sumanheun byeoldeuri boseokcheoreom banjjaginda.

In the clear rural night sky, countless stars twinkle like jewels.

Chojeonyeok seojjok haneur-e ganeudaran nunsseop gateun choseungdari tteo-ollatda.

A thin, eyebrow-like crescent moon appeared in the western sky in the early evening.

Gureum sairo moseub-eul deureonaen bandari gojeoneokhan bamgireul bichueo jueotda.

The half moon that appeared between the clouds illuminated the quiet night road.

Chuseok myeongjeol bame on gajogi madang-e moyeo dunggeun boreumdareul bomyeo sowoneul bireotda.

On the night of the Chuseok holiday, the whole family gathered in the yard to look at the round full moon and make wishes.

Bamhaneur-eul gareumyeo sunsikgan-e tteoreojineun byeolttongbyeoreul bomyeo ma-eumsok sowoneul bireotda.

I made a wish in my heart as I watched the shooting stars falling in an instant across the night sky.

Saehae cheonnal achim-e bada wiro bulge gae tteuneun janggwaneul gamsanghaetda.

On the first morning of the new year, I enjoyed the spectacular view of the red sun rising over the sea.

Supyeongseon neomeoro seoseohi haega jimyeonseo haneuri bulge muldeureo gatda.

As the sun slowly set over the horizon, the sky turned red.

Badatga eondeog-e seoseo bulgeun noeuri jineun hwangholhan punggyeong-eul baraboatda.

I stood on a hill by the sea and looked at the enchanting scenery of the red sunset.

Siwonhan sonagiga geuchin dwi paran haneul wiro ilgop bitkkal mujigaega tteotda.

After the cool shower stopped, a rainbow of seven colors appeared in the blue sky.

Chilhukgachi eoduun bamhaneur-eseo nunbusige balgeun byeolttongbyeori tteoreojyeotda.

A dazzlingly bright shooting star fell from the pitch-black night sky.

Yeongha sibdo-ui maeseoun gangchuwiga morachija Hangang mure dukkeobge eoreumi eoreotda.

As the bitter cold of minus 10 degrees hit, the Han River froze with a thick layer of ice.

Ttaseuhan bombarami bureo-oja eorobeuteotdeon gae-ulga-ui eoreumi nokgi sijakhaetda.

As the warm spring breeze blew, the ice on the frozen stream began to melt.

Bombiga chokchogi naerigo nani on sani pureureojyeo saenggiga neomchinda.

After the spring rain falls, the entire mountain becomes green and full of life.

Seonseonhan barami buneun ga-euri doeja gureum han jeom eopsi haneuri nopajyeotda.

As autumn arrived with its cool breeze, the sky became high and clear without a single cloud.

Sib-weori doemyeon Seoraksan jeonchega allokdallok areumdaun danpungi deunda.

In October, the entire Seoraksan Mountain displays colorful and beautiful autumn leaves.

Chagaun neutga-eul baram-e namus-ipdeuri ususu sorireul naemyeo nagyeobi jinda.

The leaves fall with a rustling sound in the cold late autumn wind.

Gioni geupgyeokhi tteoreojin neutga-eul achime teotbat baechu ip wiro hayake seoriga naeryeotda.

On a late fall morning when the temperature dropped sharply, white frost fell on the cabbage leaves in the garden.

Yeoreumcheori daga-olsurok haega gireojyeoseo jeonyeok yeodeolpsi-ga neom-eodo baggi hwonhada.

As summer approaches, the days get longer, so it's bright outside even after 8 p.m.

Dongjiga gakkawojilsurok naji nune ttwige jjalpajigo eodumi iljjik chajaonda.

As the winter solstice approaches, the days become noticeably shorter and darkness comes earlier.

Bomi doemyeon teotbat-ui heulgeul goreogo jeongseongkkeot tomato-wa sangchu ssireul simneunda.

In spring, we prepare the soil in the garden and carefully plant tomato and lettuce seeds.

Ttatteut-han haetbyeoteul deumpuk badeumyeo hwabun-ui ssias-eseo pareutpareut ssagi teotda.

In the warm sunlight, the seeds in the pot sprouted green.

Mure damga dun namutgaji-eseo hayako teunteunhan ppuriga nagi sijakhaetda.

White, strong roots began to grow from tree branches soaked in water.

Gyeounae angsanghaetdeon namutgajimada yeondutbit singgeureoun sae ipi natda.

Every tree branch that had been bare all winter sprouted fresh, light green leaves.

Georeumeul chungbunhi jueotdeoni singmur-ui julgiga gulkgo teunteunhage jaratda.

After applying enough fertilizer, the stems of the plants grew thick and strong.

Ttaseuhan bomgiun-e gilga damjang neomeoro noran gaenari kkochi hwaljjak pieotda.

In the warm spring air, yellow forsythia flowers were in full bloom beyond the roadside fence.

Tteugeoun hanyeoreum haessareul meogeumgo sagwanamu-e tamseureoun yeolmaega ppalgake igeotda.

In the hot midsummer sunlight, the delicious fruits on the apple trees ripened red.

Ga-eulcheol deulpaneseo nongbudeuri han hae dong-an ttam heullyeo gakkun byeoreul chusuhaetda.

In the fields in the fall, farmers harvested the rice they had worked hard to cultivate throughout the year.

Jeongseong deuryeo kiun gwasuwon-eseo dalkomhago jil joeun gwa-ireul pungseonghage suhwakhaetda.

Sweet, high-quality fruits were harvested in abundance from orchards grown with care.

Bombiga sechage naerin da-eum nal hwaryeohaetdeon beotkkochi baram-e heunnallimyeo jyeotda.

The day after the heavy spring rain, the gorgeous cherry blossoms fell, fluttering in the wind.

Gamum-euro oraedong-an mureul juji mothaetdeoni hwabun-ui ipi nureoke sideureotda.

Due to a drought, I couldn't water for a long time, and the leaves in the flower pot turned yellow.

Hokhan-ui chuwireul gyeondiji mothago eorin myomogi eoreoseo geuman jukgo maratda.

Unable to withstand the extreme cold, the young saplings froze and died.

Haru jong-il haega jiji anneun baeg-ya hyeonsang-eun jikjeop bogi jeonen sangsang-i an ganda.

You cannot imagine the midnight sun phenomenon, in which the sun does not set all day, until you see it in person.

Boreumdari nopi tteoseo hanbamjung-indedo on sesang-i daenatcheoreom hwanhada.

The full moon is high, so even though it is the middle of the night, the whole world is as bright as day.

Bomi omyeon san-gwa deure noran gaenariga heudeureojige pieonanda.

When spring comes, yellow forsythia blooms in abundance in the mountains and fields.

Ginagin gyeouljam-eseo kkae-onan daejayeoni bombaram-gwa hamkke hwaljjak gigigaereul pyeotda.

Mother Nature woke up from a long winter sleep and stretched out wide with the spring breeze.

Gwiyeoun santokki han mariga pulbat wireul kkangchongkkangchong ttwieodaninda.

A cute hare is hopping across the grass.

Kkongkkong eorobeuteotdeon dandanhan ttang-eul ttulko yeorin saessagi dodanatda.

A delicate sprout sprouted through the hard, frozen ground.

On ma-euri bamsae sobogi naerin hayan nuneuro hayake deopyeotda.

The entire village was covered in white snow that fell overnight.

Jiteun angaega geothija pureun sanbong-uriga ungjanghan jataereul deureonaetda.

As the thick fog cleared, the green mountain peaks revealed their majestic appearance.

Ga-eulbaram-e hwanggeumbis-euro muldeun deulpani padocheoreom chulleong-inda.

The golden fields sway like waves in the autumn breeze.

Chagaun gyeoul ttang-eul ttulko sosa-oreun saessag-ui saengmyeongnyeog-eun gyeong-iropda.

The vitality of sprouts rising through the cold wintery ground is amazing.

Sareul eneun deushan maeseoun gyeoulbaram-e otgiseul dandanhi yeomyeotda.

I tightened my collar against the bitter, bitter winter wind.

Ga-eul haessareun on sesang-eul osaek bitkkar-ui areumdaun danpung-euro muldeurinda.

The autumn sunlight colors the whole world with beautiful autumn leaves in five colors.

Sallangsallang bureo-oneun baram sog-eseo wanyeonhan bomgiuneul neukkil su itda.

You can feel the full breeze of spring in the gently blowing wind.

Bomeun jamdeureo itdeon modeun manmuri kkae-onaneun gyeong-iroun saengmyeong-ui gyejeor-ida.

Spring is a wonderful season of life when all sleeping things awaken.

Chuwireul pihae donggul sog-e sumeo itdeon dongmuldeuri ttatteut-han bomeul maja baggeuro naonda.

Animals hiding in caves to avoid the cold come out to welcome the warm spring.

Chorokbit jandiga kkallin wanmanhan eondeok wieseo siwonhan barameul ssoe-eotda.

I felt the cool breeze on a gentle hill covered with green grass.

Dol teum-eseo pieonan yeorin kkot han song-iga ganghan saengmyeongnyeog-eul boyeojunda.

A delicate flower blooming from a crevice in a stone shows strong vitality.

Sangoljjagi bawiteum sairo malgeun sinaenmuri joljol sorireul naemyeo heureunda.

A clear stream flows with a rippling sound between the rocks in the mountain valley.

Bomsan gadeuk bunhongbis-euro hwaljjak pin jindallaekkochi deungsan-gaekdeureul banginda.

In the spring, pink azalea flowers in full bloom welcome hikers.

Jigeum namjjok jibang-eun beotkkot chukjega hanchang-ira maneun sangchun-gaekdeuri bumbinda.

The cherry blossom festival in the southern region is in full swing right now, so it is crowded with many cherry blossom visitors.

Pul han pogi jaraji anneun samag-ui punggyeong-eun sseulsseulhago hwangnyanghada.

The desert landscape, where not a single blade of grass grows, is lonely and desolate.

Saebom-gwa hamkke saeroun sijag-eul dajimhaneun gaseum beokchan huimang-eul pumeotda.

I had an overwhelming hope of a new beginning with the new spring.

Bukgeukgwon jiyeog-eseoneun yeoreumcheor-e haega jiji anneun sinbiroun baeg-ya hyeonsang-i natananda.

In the Arctic Circle, a mysterious midnight sun phenomenon occurs during the summer, when the sun does not set.

On jip ani hyanggeuthago dalkomhan kkothyang-giro gadeukhada.

The whole house is filled with the fragrant and sweet scent of flowers.

Eorobeuteotdeon namutgaji-eseo chorokbit saessagi sujupge gogaereul naemireotda.

A green sprout shyly stuck its head out from the frozen tree branch.

Saehae cheonnal ilchur-eul bogi wihae sumanheun inpaga Donghae-an-euro mollyeodeureotda.

Crowds of people flocked to the east coast to see the sunrise on New Year's Day.

Bulgeun taeyang-i sosa-oreuneun sun-gan saramdeureun iljehi gippeum-ui hamseong-eul jilleotda.

The moment the red sun rose, people all shouted in joy.

Seojjok haneuri noeulbis-euro ontong bukgo ppalgaejyeotda.

The western sky turned red with the color of the sunset.

Jirisan Cheon-wangbong-e olla gureum bada wiro jang-eomhage tteo-oreuneun ilchur-eul majihaetda.

I climbed Mt. Jiri’s Cheonwangbong Peak and greeted the majestic sunrise over the sea of ​​clouds.

Bulge taoreuneun seog-yang-eun machi cheongchun-ui tteugeoun jeong-yeor-eul dalmatda.

The burning red sunset resembles the passionate passion of youth.