A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

So clear in the still air,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

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

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

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The two stared at each other deeply,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Saturday night,

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

along the whit

Biting the pinna gently,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

without any excitement,

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

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

of butterflies,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,