thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

Saturday night,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

The two stared at each other deeply,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

Biting the pinna gently,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

So clear in the still air,

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

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

along the whit

of butterflies,

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

without any excitement,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

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

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

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

Silently, slowly approag,