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