Wearing dills and lychees, the Sanlu family becomes coquettish; cows, ghosts and snake gods become addicted to the chanting of long-clawed men. It is natural to sing the sounds of nature and not choose good sounds. The fire of autumn fireflies falls from the pines, and monsters compete for glory; chasing the dust of wild horses, monsters laugh at each other. Talent is not a treasure, elegance and love search for gods; love is like Huangzhou, and people are happy to talk about ghosts. After hearing it, I decided to write and write it. Over time, people from all over the world started to send messages to each other through mailboxes, so things got together easily and the accumulated wealth gained a lot. What's more: if a person is not an outsider, things may be strange in the land of broken hair; if eyelashes are in front of his eyes, it may be strange than in the country of flying heads. Flying and enjoying life, it is difficult to say that one is crazy and stubborn; one is always open-minded, and one is crazy and unabashed. People like Zhanru, please don't huluye me? However, the fifth father, Qutou, may have listened too much; but on the third life stone, he quite understood the cause. Indulgent words may lead to people being ruined. It's only midnight, the lights are dim, and the stamens are about to bloom; the studio is rustling, and the case is cold and suspicious. Gathering armpits into fur, it is a vain attempt to continue the records of the underworld; writing in vain, only becomes a book of loneliness and anger. It's so sad to have such hope! Alas! The sparrows, frightened by the frost, cling to the trees without warmth; the autumn insects cling to the fence and warm themselves up while hanging on the moon. Those who know me are among the green forests and black fortresses!