. A small ridge and a small snow line move: one
Walking through mountains and tigers at night. Soothing, gorgeous and luxurious
The high tail tip holds the lantern of the moon. while
When someone scolds others for herding animals, the tiger stands on its legs.
, with ancient hieroglyphics and we become the same. brave
In the central mind full of thoughts
Poke the king's order and dare to be in densely populated mountains and rivers.
Sleep on one side of the sofa: it always trains human beings.
And the vigilance, courage and wisdom of animals in the mountains.
. When it exists on this mountain as a sitting tiger, even if
Death, hills projected by beautiful lines
Still flying around repeatedly in Zhuang Zhou's dream, butterflies change.
. It is kind-its roar is on the long slope of the counterattack.
Expose the tiger teeth of the Yangtze River and Yellow River; And lonely-away from the same kind.
This lonely thinker is just the king in the mountain.
, his own king. In the spring season, the king is looking for a spouse for thousands of miles.
Tossing and turning, lyric, solo in the middle of the night.
Let all the opposite sex panic and envy.
And excited! Through the wind-blown grass tip, I came swaying
Between the lines, I saw the reflection in the lunar calendar and the iron fence.
-Has the fur of history ever been so brave, clean and rich?
? The land of thousands of turns disappears for a while and reappears for a while.
: two or three hundred pounds of speed thin into one.
Schizophrenic hallucinations. Tigers fed only by poetry
Black fire, Borges gold, away from the South China Tiger.
Territory, on us, questioning, meditation.
Recite the roar of other mountains. I admire it so much, it is just like this.
Pity a tiger-you can speak freely.
I belong to the tiger: I belong to the South China Tiger. and
Without this reason, I will be more presumptuous and unscrupulous.
In extreme times, I even had the idea of being ashamed of interacting with human beings.
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