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