thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

The two stared at each other deeply,

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

without any excitement,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

Silently, slowly approag,

Saturday night,

Biting the pinna gently,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

along the whit

of butterflies,

So clear in the still air,

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

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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