The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

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

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

of butterflies,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

So clear in the still air,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

along the whit

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

Saturday night,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Biting the pinna gently,

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

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

without any excitement,