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