I love Lu Kuang Shi, sad wandering home. Generous four local history, old bad, but sad. Since its error in name, very little was lost. Old age is also home happy, not feel the road long. Lvli Hi I have come to Hong Chong car Marseilles. Made before the war by the color, the vegetation has crystal light. Always thousands of people together, an old wandered alone. Qian Nanyang hand open, pine Yu gray. John would like to keep a mound to get out Air Miles. Read his life fame, I poured the sea Huan intestine. Cited under the section shall Ze, broken strings more empty springs. Shannan is still fear of the North, there is text Move Lubang.