A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

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

'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 unexpressed longing in my heart,

Biting the pinna gently,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

So clear in the still air,

Silently, slowly approag,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

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,

along the whit

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

of butterflies,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

The two stared at each other deeply,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Saturday night,

without any excitement,

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