The spring breeze flutters across the pin grass,

Quickly put on the clothes on the ground.

Followed by shouting: Mamma Mia. Mamma Mia..

Only the kitten meows softly,

Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,

The petite panting meow,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

At this moment,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Early m.

endless wildness,

The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,

half an hour.

Hear birdsong.

Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

jumped out of the window...

at this time.

Then jump out of bed skillfully.

The ever-flowing water droplets,

L,

The sheets were soaking wet..

The wife rolled over and sat up. She said loudly: Ou Mai is embarrassed. My husband is back.

Then.

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

The sleeping husband was surprised.

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The process takes less than 60 seds.

swarming out from the horse's eye,

I only heard my husband shouting outside the window: bck ear honey. bck ear honey...

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

The bird sang happily.

Thousands of oysters surging,