along the whit

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

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

Silently, slowly approag,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Saturday night,

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

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The two stared at each other deeply,

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

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

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

Biting the pinna gently,

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

of butterflies,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

without any excitement,

So clear in the still air,

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

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

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,