thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

Biting the pinna gently,

Silently, slowly approag,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

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

So clear in the still air,

Saturday night,

along the whit

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

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,

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

without any excitement,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

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

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

of butterflies,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,