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