So clear in the still air,

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

without any excitement,

along the whit

Saturday night,

The two stared at each other deeply,

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

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

Biting the pinna gently,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

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

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

of butterflies,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

Silently, slowly approag,