Miles west wind, blowing on me, Teng Wang shelf. Is outside the threshold, Chu Shanyun up, Chu Jiangtao for. Where Yukiho trees were to go, and sometimes birds off the sand edge. Near curtain hooks, Muyu to cover empty, this still yesterday. Autumn getting tight, Tim from the cable. Tengen far, wandering injury. Sigh mind ten years, Hugh Hugh Momo. Years no more than the old trade, course of events is great difficulty with worries. To dusk, visitors Hunxiao ruin, the city Tau Kok.