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