I view world map, the world can be small. Yo sea, floating a few islands. Xian Yu lice and ants, one with hastily. Land of day and night flow, tink sometimes sweep. Dongshan Ye Lay, my life and death road. See for oneself hard to bite umbilical heart through amiable brain. Hin Wong actually erode, Zhou holes are aging. Yong Xie people at that time, Wu Jiang Po non-treasure.