Tim Spring Road, rain flowers, flowers moving mountain spring. Line to the deep creek, there are thousands of Oriole. Fei face of snakes, Yaojiao turn empty Bi. Zuiwo Furuto shade, the north and south do not know.
One piece had the word, two, enjoy the sight of the move sky, white clouds describing the dynamic focus. Write an instant Feiyun walking towards me, twisting stretch, like a snake dance Fei, as people panic. Sometimes disappear, but also a blue sky thousands of miles, and clouds here is really the walls. Break beat or two words, wrote the lyrics were relaxed and happy, in Furuto tree, drank booze, Zuiwo shade, muddy totally as one with nature, into the "Selfless," I do not know North and South, were I forget .