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