Saturday night,

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

of butterflies,

So clear in the still air,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

Biting the pinna gently,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

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

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

along the whit

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

without any excitement,

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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