I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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

Biting the pinna gently,

So clear in the still air,

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

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

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

of butterflies,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

without any excitement,

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

Saturday night,

along the whit

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Silently, slowly approag,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

The two stared at each other deeply,

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