What all of the mountains, ancient pines and spring. Yihong Han Su May, shaking Cangyan thousand feet. I was born with a lack of the world, free music in this forest. Archaeology or leaning tree, I Two leisurely. Shenwu for Liang Dong, the day of battle axes. Shenwu into the river, surging raw waves. Wandering easy to forget to return, hard time from the upright. I want to knock their management, water to loose nothing.