Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.
A thousand chisels out a deep mountain, and the fire is only idle.
There will be millions of heavenly soldiers, all of whom are brave by me.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
I used to be brave, but now the universe is flat.
Known as the dragon straight knife, * * * ring takes more than one.
At home, at home.
The mysterious door opened and the Su Su Temple was clearly visible.