Thin wood Yam August, ten leaves three falling branches. Life is over fifty, have been the same this time. Dongguo toward the door, Jia Shuyu vary. Guo evening out the West Gate, the former Phi grass would have left. Good Taixie south, north good Gechui. Wing Wah suddenly Fade, look around very sad. Life and death with honor, four upon is often period. Shame its ancient name, not the world No one knows. Silent temples like cream, not that the hair and silk. Elderly no one good, what special food suckling.