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

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

So clear in the still air,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

without any excitement,

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

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

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

Biting the pinna gently,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

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

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

Saturday night,

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

along the whit

of butterflies,

The two stared at each other deeply,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

Silently, slowly approag,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,