White eye down the first blood, hope Seoul CD dream. Strong tendon from the when the soul still in the East. Vision to send star, up the East look empty. Look empty but not people, Jiang Haibo endless. Aging without strength, not a wind call. Yi Yi made solitude, where the pass landed. Often teachers were taught, students from the Lions actually made. Students from non-actionable, God ever Cong. No tolerance of pine and cypress, whip residual rust from bow. Yi He benefits from the whip, the Tsung known non-teaching. Stick to Zhu, the rest live with Seoul the same. Otherwise, after the death of shame, leaving some dead end.