Stained Luo Yi, autumn color blue is difficult. Not careless people, to make Taiwan Qiong passengers. Flower burning in the Shan City, Yan Lang body is old. Xi Xu two teenagers, the heart pumping like spring grass. See the silver medal today, tonight, Yu Yan Ming. Tau goes, every ride should meet. Months from the east, the wine from the east turn. Gong ship crop-full lipstick, honey torch one thousand rotten.