without any excitement,

of butterflies,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

Saturday night,

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

Biting the pinna gently,

The two stared at each other deeply,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

along the whit

So clear in the still air,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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