without any excitement,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

along the whit

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

Saturday night,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

Biting the pinna gently,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

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

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

of butterflies,

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

So clear in the still air,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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