Since the king of the men, living off day I cross. There are Yang Li, Ying-out when. Less on the anger Xu, double prime dim eyes. Involved in a month, almost a small crown blind. Master bamboo increasingly, the world solid muddy clever. Still like the pommel horse, the edge by the complex Arab Wang. Poetry evening with rain falling, forcing the family more than clear. Will be stuffed white millet, rice from the nearby green fine. Heavy unfortunately I Yang Li, CU autumn of Nanzheng.