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