Three thousand years of wandering Eventually goes off to fulfill the peak in the West The door has that sound scattered over her Shouhuan Who returned the first-order Who alms along the back of each star Is heard a male voice chamber Canggu Dingling in the lead sounded exhausted Anyway, have also entered the gate and later a And read some of crossing a number of drinks some pecking Reflection and re-Fan Shen Seven of the world six times that (Ah three hundred forty wonderful word Tuo Luo) Late the first day of class to start in Nianxiang Wooden fish swim with the tongue at the end of the Lotus My soul Be neither too familiar nor too distant