It used to be prosperous, but things are different now.
A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground.
Sooner or later, Wuer is used to not being afraid of dragon anger.
Wild pond flowers fall, rush by, clear.
How many storms can you save? From spring to return.
The spring breeze makes the south bank green again.
Peach blossoms set each other off in this door last year. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Where does Taoism return? Liu Lang came again today.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.