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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

Biting the pinna gently,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

of butterflies,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

So clear in the still air,

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

Silently, slowly approag,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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

without any excitement,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

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

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

along the whit

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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

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

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

The two stared at each other deeply,

Saturday night,