The three-foot dragon spring is here, and a short song comes. Leaning on the sword, leaning on the autumn water, caressing the scroll generously. Feelings of joy and anger cannot be controlled, and Yong and Gong are at ease. Who is the master in the world? This is the only one who has the Constitution!
A dog's blood is so shocking that people can't see through it. I don't like to enter by mistake.
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