Five hundred years of Brahma chanting, from day to night, has spent my life.
Lying lazily on the water in the afternoon, the forked tongue is very long, which can capture the fragrance of sunshine and daffodils.
The rainy season keeps me awake all night, afraid that the sound of wooden fish will be amazing and will go through the enchanting skin to the heart.
Different faces pass by every day, and I leave no trace.
Only loneliness makes me dodge.
Qingqing hastily shed her snakeskin yesterday and swam eagerly to the world.
I am different from it, although refining is some kind of process I am going through.
On the stone bridge, all the sentient beings did not pass by this man named Xu Xian.
I'm waiting for the result of fate in 500 years.
On a bright and breezy night
I will incarnate as a human being
Just to seduce you