I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

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

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

Biting the pinna gently,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

Saturday night,

without any excitement,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

Silently, slowly approag,

So clear in the still air,

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

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

of butterflies,

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

along the whit

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,