Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

of butterflies,

The two stared at each other deeply,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

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

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

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

Saturday night,

Biting the pinna gently,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

So clear in the still air,

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

along the whit

Silently, slowly approag,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

without any excitement,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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