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