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