The wind blows in the deep valley and the dawn is cold, and the dangerous rocks and steep walls are surrounded by trees.
Slightly chanting and delicate, the slender leaves are relaxed, and the half-gathered fairy posture is bundled with jade.
The falling shadow makes the gentleman feel happy, and the ice heart makes all the people safe.
Smiling leisurely at the ignorance of human relations, the world is wide with ease and fragrance.
... ... It's a pity that I don't have these white orchid characteristics at all.