The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
At this moment, the smooth prairie swayed frequently,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
Only the kitten meows softly,
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
At this moment,
Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,
n octopus pot, it expands and contracts freely,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
galloping incessantly on the vast grassland,
The heart of the flower opened wide, and the jade door opened and closed like an oyster shell, shrunk and tightened.
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
The big baby roams the ocean like a dragon,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
the night is dark,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
Thousands of oysters surging,
The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths, like an endless ocean,
A soft and charming
The petite panting meow,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
Indulge in indulgence and exude endless wildness,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
Up and down, tightening and shrinking, like a bird flapping its left and right wings,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,