The highest mountain peak pointing at the sky is a little bird's far away to let the sea are empty, and the sun is chasing the sun. The thousands of mountains who fly through the sword will always live in the summer sun and green. This is the result of their efforts. There is no wings, and the mountains have been left in the disappointed mountain. I cried a north wind roll. A snow fluttering rolling flowers also jumped in the wind. The last dance flow. Which is a flower, which is a snow, only the same beauty occasional reusing, the teacher, the head, a chaos, the nest, the nest, the old mountain is a few pillars, a few columns, the smoke breaks the sky, the smoke There will be a large fire pond, a group of big and small people, the sea of the sea, the winter is in the hotton, the wine is a little gossip, thirsty, and drink the seat, only the spring is warm. The branches let the migratory birds appear in the sky to let the sun return to the north to return the paddy fields to be full of summer as if they have not yet ended the reed ,,,, ---------------------------- --- Even the post of Boyan. Miss everyone is happy time in the Sina Wanshui Qianshan. Miss those friends and passengers!
