White clouds fluttering in the blue sky
Never vain and struggling.
Holding the sunshine leaking from the gap, I couldn't hide my smirk.
Your tenderness makes the twinkling stars happy.
I was moved by your tranquility and whiteness.
Weave you a wreath and put it on your head.
Pray for the Buddha silently and don't answer any questions.
Touch a bunch of purple flowers, don't curl up on your forehead.
Tsing Yi Taoist waved and told him
If you are religious enough,
Please put 100 yuan into the charity box.
Poor dust
When did you float to the Buddha?
Hanging on your forehead with your whiteness.
Whip the wind and chase the bees back
The bees are spinning overhead at the moment.
Cheer together in your fragrance.
Who said that your soft posture can't support the white clouds running?
Who says your smile can't open the cheers of the mountains?
I don't mean to compliment you. Xiaohua, I admire you.
Your tolerance makes the hard rock dry.
The missing soul of mankind is above your smile.