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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

without any excitement,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

Silently, slowly approag,

along the whit

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

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The two stared at each other deeply,

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

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

Biting the pinna gently,

of butterflies,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

So clear in the still air,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

Saturday night,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

The unexpressed longing in my heart,