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