Leaning over and secretly blowing in the woman's ear,

The apex of the man's heart also trembled as the flowers and pnts swayed,

Silently, slowly approag,

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

In the open-air hot spring pool of 147 Hot Spring B&B,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

Saturday night,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

without any excitement,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

of butterflies,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

The man gently slid the tip of his left finger across the woman's face,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The eyeshes on the woman's eyes trembled gently in the night wind,

Biting the pinna gently,

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

So clear in the still air,

along the whit