A quack-off, thousands of miles Shuiyun body. Robins of spring to go, smoke tree and color is the dusk light. Cold Spring Shushi hole, outside the solitary apes Xiao Ling months, look around in silence no one. Dream Soul blue sky, tears in their eyes to see the Red. __ Smoke, wind Cancan, dark ecstasy. South Africa and various friends, now where to ask duckweed. Blue Bird is not to loose the old, rotten stone Huang Ho, the world sighed a lot of trouble. Looking back Nanke dream cloud of static on the North Mountain.