By light and Wu Zhaohui Wu, gradually into the line of winding trails. Hi and mountains meet yesterday, today may go hand in hand with the mountain. Mountain man meet me laugh, I ask for some time now to how late. A cloud Wang Dufu and music, four horsemen are Mercedes-Benz. Although I have barely sparse careless, Yan south side have begun the return. Mountains towards the city in different tone, although the high reduction should be no public ridicule. Huan Wen language more meaning man, for me, boils water burn pine branches. Hill was home ten liters of wine, money, advised me to talk about Wal-hungry cited feast. A snow song played for the Lions, Lions also my song Rosie. This highly flavored sound indifferent, often secular No one knows. The joy of the mountains are so rude without which I will adhere to it.